Archive for the ‘oh-well’ Category

Time off ahead

Tuesday, August 31st, 2010

I already had 3.5 weeks of vacation time I had to spend by the end of the year, and now there’s another 5 days (unpaid, sigh) I’ll have to take off in September alone.  I’m thinking whatever I do, it has to be cheap, which probably means local.  Maybe I can take the scooter on the ferry, see how far it can go with an assist. =p

I really wanted to take a ride on the zeppelin that’s visiting town, but at $400 for a ride, I think not, at least not anymore.

Waiting stage two

Wednesday, August 25th, 2010

Confirmation and consequences, no clue how long it will take to find out what comes next.

You know it’s not good

Tuesday, August 24th, 2010

You know it’s not good news, when the doctor calls you at home to tell you about a test result.

All Good Things…

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

must come to an end.  You can’t argue with a saying, or the economy, I guess.  My favorite bartender is about to be out of his job at the neighborhood bar.  Luckily, he picked up a job washing dishes elsewhere, but I won’t get to chat with him at that job =\

Poor Jennifer

Tuesday, July 20th, 2010

Poor Jennifer had a heck of a night last night.  I hope she’s sobered up, somewhere safe, and turns out to be a bit more sane in the morning.  Last night she was at Changes in full on paranoid frenzy.  Unable to sit still, rambling about how Ashley Simpson stole songs she sings in the shower, and uses the footage, airbrushed of course, in the videos.  Several times she asked me if I was real, or a spy for the government.  After I left, I hear she got kicked out because she started accusing one of the regulars of trying to kill her.

I can’t imagine what it’s like trying to establish a new persona under a new gender; I can certainly understand the feeling that being wasted might help with nervousness, if only it didn’t detract from effectiveness and quality of conversations.  Here’s hoping I see you again, under better circumstances.

Oh silly apple

Monday, April 19th, 2010

So, for whatever reason, you can’t delete photos in the iPad’s photo-library, from the iPad itself. The only way to remove them is to connect them to the original iTunes you synced with, and do a fresh sync that doesn’t have the pictures you don’t want in it.
I called apple support, and they claimed that they could temporarily authorize a second computer, so that the second computer’s iTunes could delete the photos. I said I didn’t have time to deal with that right now, and I’d just go home at lunch and make space available, but on second thought, I wish I had let them try. I’m 99.9999% sure they would have just ended up wiping out all the content on the ipad as soon as I connected it to the ‘new’ itunes, but if there is a secret way to auto-sync an ipad with two machines at the same time, that would have been sweet to learn. And of course I would have shared that knowledge, assuming it didn’t require apple intervention to make the fix work.

Oh well.

Given how annoying this lack of basic functionality is with the iPad, I’m tempted to make another support call to see if/how that would work. All part of trying to push up the idea of a delete button from the ground up. At $280 in estimated profit per iPad, it’s going to take a lot of $2.00-cost-to-apple support calls to get them to fix the issue, sadly.

UPDATE: I should point out, I’m assuming that Steve Jobs’ obsession with DRM’ing everything is why they require iTunes to manage your photo library. Never mind that apple doesn’t sell photographs, it was easier to leave the craptastic system they build to ‘protect’ your music from you, and just apply it to images as well. Steve Jobs, you are such a jerk sometimes.

UPDATE2:  AskMetafilter comes through with the solution  to syncing one ipad to two iTunes’.  You need to edit the iTunes Music Library.xml file on one machine or the other, so that both machines have the same value for the key “Library Persistent ID”.

Dere’s a TV on my head

Monday, April 5th, 2010

If you have the opportunity to drop a TV on your own head, I strongly recommend against it.  Even if you’re lucky like me, and don’t break your neck, it still won’t feel all that good.  I’m kinda surprised the side of my head isn’t all black and blue today.

On the other hand, it’s opened up a sight line to the wall behind, creating a spot for me to hang some of my art that’s in storage currently due to lack of open wall space.

Faildate

Monday, February 8th, 2010

Saturday night’s date attempt was full of fail.

Starts off with an email 5 mins before meetup time, saying “running 45 mins late, and I already ate”.  Continues with actual arrival time of more like 1.5 hours late.  I failed to garner us an ideal location at the venue, and was asked for a ride home after less than an hour out.    He wasn’t at karaoke last night, at least not by the time I left.

shrug.

back in the hole.