Monthly Archives: July 2005

Upgrades Complete… mostly

first things first. upgrade mostly complete. Comments no worky… Should have that fixed tonight.

On to more pressing matters. Aside of the great Flex class we’ve been taking this week, work is really working my last nerve.

CM as a whole needs to be shot. Stay tuned for an essay I’m going to post up. It’s been rolling around in my head and now that I have my handy backpack, i can jot notes any time and pretty much any place… as long as I have my crackberry.

Upgrades

Going dark. Should be back up by tomorrow but maybe later tomorrow. New Blog version, gotta integrate with my DB, and re-do some of my improvements.

Where to begin

Life has been really fucking hectic lately.

TO got written up. That sucks.

I’ve been pretty busy with my “1 week M&E Project”, turned 4 month ordeal. Well it goes live tonight. I worked until 7pm last night, 6:30pm tonight. I don’t mind putting in the long hours when needed, but until we move closer to our work, it really sucks putting in that  kind of time and effort for little or no appreciation.

On the plus side, I think my bosses boss is seeing my value, which means a lot to me. We’ll see. They have very little time to do right by me, pretty much as long as it takes me to find somewhere else where I can grow. So the race is on. I’m half hoping that current job steps up and does the right thing, after all it’s our motto.

The garage sale

Garage sale
A few months ago, when my (not yet) fiancÈ moved in it was decided that we needed to have a garage sale. Actually it was more; ìIî needed to have a garage sale. Old furniture and shit that I had been accumulating over the last 27 years, that really should have been thrown out or sold a looooooong time ago.
The added wrinkle to this plan was that (because Iím nice) I was storing a lot of the Exís crap. And I really mean crap. Old broke down Ikea sofa, loveseat, chair set, some heavy ass wrought iron bedroom set that served as my guest room, and a bunch of other misc. stuff.
So garage sale day arrives, Nicole and I get up at the cold ass butt crack of dawn to set up and get ready. Ex is supposed to arrive within a few hours of starting the sale in order to oversee the sale of her stuff. That didnít happen.
A few hours into the sale, things are moving better than expected, this older guy shows up, looks around.
ìHow much for this?î Holding up some whatchyamacallit that I no doubt paid good money for.
ìFive dollars.î
ìDo you have any chests of drawers?î
I look around me, knowing I have no chests of drawers. I look at him, I look all around the driveway, I look back at him.
ìNoî
ìHow about cameras? I need one of those kind that have a removable lenses.î
I look at him, he looks at me, I look around the driveway again, thinking to myself,
Let me go look in the back room, see what I have back there.
“Uh… no sorry, no cameras either.”
“Oh well, I was really looking for those.”
The day pretty much went like that most of the time. Garage’s sale suck that way.
Had some one interogate me about the Dish network DVR I was selling, Paid my bill, all current and such.
At the end of the day, we found someone’s car keys. How one loses car keys I can’t fathom. I did get a nice swiss army pocket knife though.
I sure hope they had duplicates.