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I haven’t gotten to updating this puppy in awhile and he’s hungry!

Tonight I get to set up a new OS X server at a big client of mine. if all goes well, we can get in and out in a few hours. I’ve spent the better part of the past week configuring, setting up, testing, getting patches, etc., so it should be a matter of copying over data and setting up groups and that’s it. We’ll see.

I have to restripe a RAID from their little LCD panel on the box itself, which i’ve never done, so we’ll see how THAT goes. always nice to have be starting something new after 5 on a friday…;)

My latest obsession has been Diablo II with greg online. I’m hoping some of you slaggards can get a copy up and running and play with us. It’s very stress relieving to kill undead things! And I got a cool sash!

C’mon….who wants some. I know you do!

OK, This is cool

However, what is even cooler is totally putting it to the MAX–resolution, screen effects, etc., and having my G5 1.8 STILL give me 40-50 frames/sec.

I was doing this thing is 1280 X 1024 mode with EVERYTHING on and getting a steady 30-40 FPS. Let me know how y’all do. Interesting to compare.

Check out what’s for sale this holiday at Discovery Toys

OK, I don’t want my kids playing with anything more dangerous than a spoon, let alone sequencing their own DNA!

TV on the Ceiling

Philips has made a bed and a sofa with an embedded LCD projector and sound system meant to have you lying on your back looking UP at the image. About time, no?

It’s currrently about 55 degrees in our house. That is probably because our furnace, on the coldest day of the year thus far, decided to quit. I guess it’s tired. Me too. As a result, the house was freezing and we let both kids drift into our bed. Now, we have a big bed. A king. However, children seem to have some sort of inverse square law when it comes to the area they take up. I was easily crowded out by a 6 year old. After waking a million times (yes, exactly one million–I counted), I finally went and slept…in the 6 year old’s bed! Why not? It was clearly empty. And, after dislodging the snowman from my back, the octopus from my side, and the various and sundry other creatures from my pillow, I slept rather well.

For the hour that was left before it was time to wake up.

Whee.

Well, the oil company folks are on their way, so it will get fixed. Thank heavens for small favors.

I just woke up from another crappy night of sleep because I went to bed angry and got up angry. I HATE that. I’m still angry. I get it in my head and can’t get it out until I talk about it with who I’m angry at, but she doesn’t want to talk. So I stew. And when we do talk, it will be the same damn thing. *sigh*

It comes to the same thing as it always comes to. I want to do something. She doesn’t. We fight. The circumstances are all but irrelevant. This time they centered around it being a long time, me doing what I thought of as a favor by letting it go while we had a guest in the house, and then when that guest was gone, finding out she still wasn’t interested and getting mad. But then she said “ok, well, you’re mad, so I’ll do something” and I was much more angry at that. I’m not sure why. I should have just taken her up on it, but it might have been pride (yes, the “P” word). In any case, I stormed out, and ended up not talking to her for the evening. And this morning, we’ve managed only to trade angry emails. She feels I was false to her by coming in and talking pleasantly when I was still mad. I thought I was trying to get un-mad (is that a word?) and didn’t manage it.

Just another happy day in smallville.

Turkey day started not with a whimper OR a bang, but with a phone call. 6:30 AM the phone rings, jolting us out of sleep.

“hello?” I answer, groggily

“Hi, daddy.” says my 6 year old, who is staying overnight at my mom’s house.

Turns out that she wanted to know what time the Macy’s Day Parade was, and instead of asking my DAD in the other room, she, being the smartest 6 year old on the planet, picked up the phone and called us. Whee! So, after I tell her, nicely, that it’s really early and that she should go to bed and NOT call again without asking nana, the phone rings at 7:30 AM–guess who. Yep, her again, wanting to say “Hi.”. *sigh*

Turkey was good tonight, though. Brined it overnight and it was moist and delicious. Gravy was crappy. Very salty. don’t know why. Potatoes had enough cream/butter/cheese to kill a water buffalo, but yummy. And, we’re waiting for Kim’s chocolate-croissant bread pudding. Mmmmmmm.

Am I too sensitive? I dunno. I seem to get grouchy pretty fast. I feel so possessive sometimes and I try hard not to, but ever try NOT to feel a feeling? So, I muddle on, screwing it up as I go. But I care for the dear readers of this blog as intensely as I do for my own wife much of the time. It’s the way I care for people. I think I smother people I love. I know I do it at times but it’s very hard to not be…me?

anyway, there’s that. 😉

Had to take the day off. I’ve been fighting this damn flu thing, and I still don’t think I have much, but I’ve been coughing up a storm so I decided to head to the doctor and make sure I don’t need any antibiotics. Last year I just rode it out and ended up with pneumonia. I’m not really sure if that makes me more susceptible to future bouts of it, but I’d rather not find out the hard way. It sucked. 106 fever, feeling like the walking dead.

I remember lying in bed, chatting on IOS with karen and gregory while I was burning up. fun fun.

I dunno. I’ve felt crappy all day, but I think I’m OK. I feel better. A good night’s sleep would help. Let’s hope that it comes.

Katie’s better, mostly. I hope Ellen’s not getting sick, though. *sigh*

I’m going to bed to see about that night’s sleep.

Did I say that already?