Archive for June, 2013

Spiteful success

Thursday, June 27th, 2013

There are some people who seem to manage to find success despite their best efforts to the contrary.  Like running a food truck, with a website that only says the name of a neighborhood for your current location, and doesn’t have any links to your twitter feed, where you actually give a navigable street address.  And yet this guy is consistently busy, when I have managed to find him.

I hope he manages to maintain the level of fanaticism required for his business model, I’d really like for him to last long enough for me to try his food out, someday.

2013 Fremont Solstice pics

Monday, June 24th, 2013

I am still in progress on uploading my pics from this year’s Fremont Solstice, to Flickr.

 

Yes, there are naked people on bikes before the parade, but there are also tons of interesting artistic creativities going on as well, during the proper parade itself.

Something new

Monday, June 24th, 2013

The other day, I saw something at work, that I’d never seen before.

 

I’ve been using ping for …a while…., I’ ve never seen a “DUP!” warning  before

 

64 bytes from xxx.xxx.xxx (x.x.x.x) : icmp_seq=0 …

64 bytes from xxx.xxx.xxx (x.x.x.x) : icmp_seq=0 …  (DUP!)

64 bytes from xxx.xxx.xxx (x.x.x.x) : icmp_seq=1 …

 

Presumably it indicates a routing quirk in our post-move networking setup.  It’s not clear if it’s a sign-of-worse-quirk, or a odd-but-inconsequential-quirk.

Trading theft for robbery?

Monday, June 17th, 2013

In frustration at having to wait and pay for OnTrac to keep leaving packages in easily stolen-from locations, I’m giving Amazon’s locker service a try this time around.  Of course I wonder if I’m not just trading impersonal theft, for direct robbery, since now I’ll have to walk home with the packages.

I’m sure running will be good for my knee =p

If you don’t get off that phone…

Wednesday, June 12th, 2013

I was at the bakery for breakfast this morning, and when I arrive, one of my pet-peever’s is in line ahead of me.  He is on his phone, and just standing in the middle of the store, instead of standing in an actual line, by the pastry case.  When it’s his turn, he’s still talking on the phone, and still standing way back from the counter, so the woman behind the counter asks me what I want, and serves me first.  I can overhear the guy, whining to his phone-companion, “I guess I have to get off the phone to get service here”…that and fracking standing at the counter, not in the middle of the floor.

Sometimes rude people do get what they deserve, it seems.  I should try to hold onto that attitude more often, both when I’m frustrated with others, and when I’m being frustrating myself =p

 

 

Sometimes the label means something

Monday, June 10th, 2013

Sometimes, when a product is labeled for a specific usage only, it’s actually an accurate statement.

Water will flow again

Friday, June 7th, 2013

Surely by Sunday at the latest, I’ll have a working kitchen sink again.

Terrible but true

Wednesday, June 5th, 2013

You wouldn’t believe it, even if it happened to you, that someone could be so cruel.

Differing priorities

Monday, June 3rd, 2013

There’s something interesting about the way consumer credit works.  The same week I have one company call me to ask me to justify keeping my current credit limit, another adds nearly 8k to their limit, without me asking for an increase, and I’m nowhere near max balance.

Maybe one of them knows something that I, and the other bank, doesn’t.  The question then becomes, is it something good that increase-bank knows, or something bad, that decrease-bank knows.  And when will I know?

Not like I’m using any cards right now.  If mom and dad keeping coming to town and buying me stuff, I might never have to spend my own money again. ha ha, I wish =p

Order through chaos

Monday, June 3rd, 2013

Re-organizing a house means a lot of transitory chaos, in the pursuit of final order.  This weekend, the folks came for a working visit, and completely revamped my house.  Dad fixed the handle on one toilet, but managed to put the kitchen faucet out of commission.  It’s hard to complain when he also bought me a new couch and gazillion shelves, not to mention all the heavy lifting in bringing it home and putting it together.

We certainly earned all the tasty food we ate; finally checked out the Swedish Center’s sunday breakfast, and lucky timing, turns out they don’t do them in the summer, so next one isn’t till september.