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Sep
29
So much for a clean workspace
Filed Under blogging, computer, desk | 9 Comments
So much for keeping the new desk clean! You can see which part of the office is whose.
Attached to the cork board is a small fabric cartoon character1 from a British comic called The Beano, which has been running since 1938 and still going strong.
This black haired comic character was a right tear-a-away and had a black terrier dog called Gnasher. You have the same character here in the States but he has blonde hair and blue-eyes and first appeared around 1950, any ideas who he is?
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- this piece of fabric was torn off my favorite boxer shorts before they got retired by the wife because they were full of holes. [↩]
Sep
28
Computer coughs back to life turtles and I am flushed red
Filed Under Mrs. Mordant, computer, on the street, well I never!, wife | 6 Comments
Well I am on vacation until 8th of October, needed some time to decompress and stress relieve from work. Carolyn had doctor’s appointments today so we spent day together.
We ordered me a new computer scheduled to arrive Tuesday, 19″ inch monitor, I was excited. Then reading a free computer magazine a letter from a reader had a problem similar to the one I had that had fritzed my computer. I tried what the magazine expert suggested and the Sony computer coughed back to life.
Typical!
So we may give the Sony to our daughter and I get the newer one, depends if I can give it up or not.
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On another note I need to find some suitable headache treatment, been getting them a lot and need to get them sorted out. Had new glasses recently so it isn’t my eyes. I stopped drinking coffee and reduced soda a great deal, so maybe it is a caffeine withdrawal thing.
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We were out at the thrift store and I got a crap load of action figure and other silly toys to cram my new desk with even more stuff. I was trying on hats from the Halloween displays. Jester hat, appropriate, but Carolyn didn’t think it suited me. I tried the Indiana Jones hat, no on that too. The red pimp hat got a thumbs down too.
Then I tried the top hat and Carolyn said it suited me, “It makes you look even more English.”
More English! I am a pure bred perfect English gentleman how can I be more English?
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While out, the weather started to get colder and wetter, Carolyn pulled up the hood on her hooded sweatshirt. She kept tightening the hood strings, the hole was getting smaller and smaller and she was looking more like Kenny from South Park each time she tightened the hood.
“You starting to look like a turtle,” I told her.
Without missing a beat she turned to me and said, “But dear, you like a tight hole.”
“Turtle! Woman, turtle!”
“Why dear you are turning red.”
Dang, I can’t take her anywhere!
Sep
25
Chimps circulars chiropractors and computers
Filed Under Mrs. Mordant, charities, health, non-profits, uncategorized | 4 Comments
Well, I got back from another sessions on the rack at the chiropractors, aches a bit afterwards but then I feel great, everything is aligned and I don’t feel like a bent-over old man. Doctor is still trying to get me to go several times a week, but I am sticking to once a week. I was in the office, adjusted and out within five minutes, co-pay is $15.00 I wonder what the insurance pays.
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I added a little something in my sidebar between the “Recent Posts” and “Recent Comments” sections Some advertising space for charities and non-profits organizations to promote themselves in free of charge. So if you know of a charity or non-profit organization that needs some extra promotion space let me and them know. I just added one that I saw via a post on our electronic bulletin board at work.
It is for the Chimpanzee Sanctuary Northwest, they are a new place that has built a shelter and safe haven for chimpanzees. Their site says:
CSNW is a sanctuary for captive chimpanzees who have been exploited by the entertainment and biomedical industries, one of only nine such sanctuaries in the United States. The organization was founded in 2003 on a 26-acre farm in Central Washington, approximately 100 miles east of Seattle. In four years we have made several major accomplishments.
They have some chimps due to arrive there in Spring 2008 and I quote again:
We are excited to announce that the first residents at Chimpanzee Sanctuary Northwest (CSNW) will be seven chimpanzees from the Buckshire Corporation, a laboratory in Pennsylvania. Annie, Burreto, Foxy, Jamie, Jody, Missy and Negra will move to Cle Elum in spring 2008, where they will share an 18,000 cubic-foot indoor facility. The chimpanzees, six females and one male, range in age from 24 to 34 and will live the rest of their lives–up to 60 years–at the sanctuary.
This sounds like an awesome place and a chance for these chimpanzees to live out the rest of their lives in peace and safety. I suggest checking them out and they are looking for volunteers, supplies and donations.
Before I heard about them I had come up with a rating system on my Blogger blog for when I do reviews and am using chimps instead of stars and have an imaginary chimp helping me out. Now I need to check if I will fall foul of CSNW for exploiting a chimp, albeit imaginary!
But seriously, I think they are doing a wonderful thing and I wish them every success and hope the new arrivals thoroughly enjoy their new homes.
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I came home and Carolyn was sifting through the circulars and other junk mail, she keeps the coupons and ads from the groceries, we seem to be getting a lot of car insurance crap. Note to same: We have no vehicle. All manner of other insurances like term life insurance are in abundance. These aren’t too bad right now as we are looking for some new life insurance coverage anyway. She starts swearing, and I go over to see what at. She is bemoaning all the stuff we are getting about seniors and retirement, I am turning 50 next year I’m not quite a senior yet!
What can I say I like older women LOL.
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As my Sony computer is still a heavy paperweight we are looking for a new computer for me, trying to decided whether to get a laptop or another desktop. I’m erring on the side of the desktop then I can link the two 17″ flat screen monitors together and be really geek like.
Sep
24
Cell phone no not me
Filed Under books, cell phone, on the bus, winzy | 8 Comments
Sitting on the bus I had my cell phone out and was switching it from vibrate to ring, a girl got on the bus she seems stoned and out of it. I dropped th phone into my messenger bag and my stop was fast approaching. I heard the girl asking other passengers if they had a cell phone she could use.
I make the point of not lending my phone out and as my stop was approaching i didn’t someone to start using it then having to grab it off them while I got off the bus. She came up besides me and asked if I had a phone she could borrow, I said I didn’t. I thought, crap now I know what will happen.
I got up to get off the bus and as I thought my wife text messages me, my phone now off vibrate starts ringing, I can feel the girl’s eyes burning into my back, oh well! Least it didn’t happen while I was sitting there telling the girl i didn’t have a phone.
Was I bad?
In other news, I am currently reading Lunar Park by Bret Easton Ellis, I found it easier to get into than some of his other books.
Sep
22
Visions of grandeur
Filed Under craziness | 2 Comments
Sometimes Carolyn and I talk about the type of house we would one day like to own. I regularly look at houses and interior designs and check sites for land for sale. Carolyn has the notion of a small homely cottage with a small garden where a dog, a cat and the ever burgeoning gaggle of grandkids can frolic and cause havoc.
Me, I have visions of a rambling mansion type affair, not quite a drafty castle, but a big sprawling house with wood paneled library come den where I have my domain and none may enter without permission. Ornate wooden stairways, hidden rooms, huge indoor swimming pool, games room with huge TV, pool table and a plethora of arcade games. Photographic studio, workshop and a collections room for all manner of collectibles and memorabilia like the cars from Bond movies.
Carolyn of course rolls her eyes and shakes her head and says the only trouble with a huge house is the bloody housework. I assure her that the maids, butler, valet, gardener, ugly pool boy and various odd job people would take care of that and cater to our every whim and desire.
But I tell her it is okay to dream, who knows one day we may be at that point where we get some land and have the place of our dreams built. I could always have the little homely cottage on the land so she would have a place to go when she gets fed up of getting lost in the sprawling mansion.
But if I cannot get all of the above then maybe the library and den would suffice. I wonder what type of place you would have if money was no object.
Sep
21
Mr Fab has a contest
Filed Under Apple iPod, blogging, contest | 2 Comments
If you’re a regular reader of Mr. Fab over at Pointless Drivel, then you’re aware his is pimping for votes for the Blogger’s Choice awards. In an effort to elicit more votes he is having a contest, all you need do is pop on over there, copy the link to his contest post then paste it in your blog with a post about the contest then leave him the URL of your post in his comments.
Easy and then you are entered into his prize drawing, prizes? well, $75.00 Barnes & Noble certificate, or an Apple iPod Shuffle or even one of those vibrator things that plugs into your iPod, OhMiBod they are called. The mind boggles!
Anyway here’s the link to his page so pop on over get yourself entered and enjoy some of Mr. Fab’s hilarious posts while you’re there. You won’t regret it, well, maybe, but you’re an adult you can take it. Pointless Drivel contest post.
Sep
19
And my neck goes crack
Filed Under health | 4 Comments
I just got back from the Spanish Inquisitor, or to be more correctly the chiropractor, only second time I have ever gone. Several days ago I hurt my neck it got to the point of having to turn my whole body to look around. Then last week I bent down to pick up some paper.
For God’s sake bend your knees man!
It immediately felt like someone was stabbing me in the kidneys with ice picks. I started hobbling around like an old man.
Okay, an older man.
I used ice packs and plenty of meds including Ibuprofen and something called NMS Neuromuscular Support pain and inflammation supplement. Good stuff certainly helped and it is apparently good for a lot of conditions, including osteoarthritis relief, which is good to know for when I get older!
I then decided I ought to maybe get my back checked out and try and get the cause of the pain sorted rather than keep medicating myself. I do have bad posture anyway which doesn’t help.
Carolyn goes to the chiropractor on a regular basis and suggested I go. I went last week for the first time, filled in the forms, got a packet of information and exercises to do. They took x-rays then I had an adjustment. Whoever told me you will hear your body crack like never before was certainly right. I lay on the table and the guy cracked my back and neck. KRACK! The neck sounded so bloody loud I thought I was now paralyzed. I lay there for ten minutes while ice packs were applied.
Afterwards I felt sore but during the week it was certainly feeling better. Probably been a very long while since my spine has been aligned correctly. I have become more cognizant of my posture and how I sit and lift things which has helped. My second trip to the “Spanish Inquisitor” went even better, x-rays are fine and I had another adjustment. He did want me to go three times a week, but I decided once a week was fine, those co-pays can rack up otherwise.
No when I walk in the office I expect to see them dressed in red robes like the inquisitors and it makes me smile. They think I’m loony I am sure, the receptionist needs to work on her sense of humor though. She asked me if I wanted ice and I told her, “Only in my Scotch thanks,” it went right over her head.
Sep
18
Zombies and the Angelic deduced
Filed Under on the bus | 4 Comments
What’s up with that title?
On the bus at the front are two bench seats, unusually there are two pale blue lights above each seat. This morning the right side lights weren’t on. So the people on the left were blue tinged and looked like zombies, at 5:45 in the morning not far from the truth. The people on the right were all in the dark with the exception of the guy on the end who I could only see from the neck up.
His face was all lit up and glowing golden.
Alleluia alleluia
Stop already!
I envisaged the scene from Pulp Fiction, where when characters open the case a golden light shines on them.
I shifted in my seat slightly and I could see he was using a laptop computer. He had an intent look on his face and was busy with work stuff.
How do you know that? Just from the look on his face?
“Elementary my Dear Watson, deductive reasoning.”
You mean your usual bollocks Holmes?
“Not quite old man. The laptop has a small white label with bar code and numbers on it affixed to the top. These we use at work on laptops that are loaners, these ‘Asset tags’ appear on most major equipment. So I deduced the laptop was a work computer.”
He could’ve been doing personal work or surfing the net, blogging even.
“He could have had a wireless card in the laptop connecting him to some service like Verizon or Sprint or some such. Some of Seattle Metro buses also have WiFi connections. But the lack of signs advertising this fact on the bus indicates WiFi wasn’t available. The guy was barely using the keyboard, his fingers were not skittering across the keyboard as if typing. I deduce he wasn’t blogging or writing the next great American novel.”
Surfing maybe!
“Watson, if you had taken the time to peruse the window reflection behind the guy’s head you would have seen his desktop. Mostly showing his wallpaper image with a couple of small Notepad like windows open he was flicking between not surfing. Elementary indeed.”
Still bollocks if you ask me, Holmes are you never wrong?
“Wrong! Watson as the country’s most eminent detective what do you think? Now pass me the fiddle and the blow.”
