Dear Santa, thank you for the dolls and pencils and the fish. It's Easter now, so I hope I didn't wake you but... honest, it is an emergency. There's a crack in my wall. Aunt Sharon says it's just an ordinary crack, but I know its not cause at night there's voices so... please please can you send someone to fix it? Or a policeman, or...
Back in a moment.
Thank you Santa.
Thursday, April 29
Eaten By Mice
Hi all.
I've been eaten by mice (again) so blogging will be very light to non-existent for a week or two.
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Dang, I hate it when that happens.
Posted by: Jim at Thursday, April 29 2004 09:33 AM (IOwam)
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Still trying to figure out how to package a kitten so it will make it safely to upside-down land...note to self: need more bubblewrap....
Posted by: Susie at Thursday, April 29 2004 01:44 PM (mWp92)
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I am not taking the blame for this, and please, are there not enough kittens and cats already?
Posted by: Mr Mouse at Thursday, April 29 2004 07:50 PM (JCxVY)
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Hmm, the cheese faction is noticably quiet ...
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Saturday, April 24
Emergency! Emergency!
An otherwise uninspiring day at work was brightened by the approach of three shiny red fire engines, sirens blaring.
Where are they heading?
Looks like they're stopping.
Which building?
Um... Ours.
But... If there's a fire in our building, shouldn't there be -
BEEEP! BEEEEP! BEEEEEEP! BEEEEEEEEP!!
- an alarm?
Uh-oh. I grabbed my apple turnover and last night's backup tape, and headed downstairs. Where we milled about for ten minutes before the firepersons came back out and let us go back to work.
So the building completely failed to burn down, but the fire engines were particularly shiny.
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There is something to be said for the same old boring routine after all...
Posted by: Susie at Saturday, April 24 2004 12:22 PM (mI3rz)
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We used to get the ambulance at our building like clockwork after every three-day weekend. We had a binge-drinking alcoholic with hepatitis who'd manage to make it to work before going into seizures. Every. Damn. Time. He finally died, poor soul.
Posted by: Ted at Saturday, April 24 2004 03:38 PM (ZjSa7)
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Were all of the company mice safely evacuated? You know how easily they get crushed in the mad rush to the exits?
Posted by: Mr Mouse at Saturday, April 24 2004 07:21 PM (JCxVY)
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I grabbed my apple turnover Gotta Remember the important stuff in an emergancy. =)
Posted by: Mookie at Saturday, April 24 2004 07:37 PM (ZjSa7)
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Where are the pictures? That should slow it down a bit :-)
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Friday, April 23
Fried Brains
It's what's for dinner.
No, wait! Pie! I have pie!
Mmm, pie...
[Well, that's next week's Bonfire entry sorted out. — Ed.]
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If you get a chance, can you create a cPanel account for me to use for USURP. It seems my troll is cruising it now and I want to ban her URL: 64.6.xxx.xxx
Posted by: Tiger at Friday, April 23 2004 08:30 PM (G5PGV)
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Actually, I suppose that would technically be an IP address.
Posted by: Tiger at Friday, April 23 2004 08:31 PM (G5PGV)
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Wednesday, April 21
And Now...
I just need something that folds and irons and puts away...
There are automatic ironing machines, but last I read they were not exactly practical. Until the day they reach the mass market, I will remain hopeful and slightly crumpled.
Oh, and the PostgreSQL load died with an error too boring to relate here. So it's MySQL for munu.
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Monday, April 19
Wash And Wear
I doubt it will surprise many of my readers that I went for the fancy whiz-bang (no, not
that whiz-bang) condensing washer/dryer over its cheaper, less whiz-bang competition.
It washes! It dries! It washes and dries! And it doesn't steam up the laundry!
Should have it Tuesday. Since I have (counts) five clean shirts remaining, I expect I'll survive until then.
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I am always leery of whiz-bang that combines too many functions. What happens if the washer half of the gizmo craps out? You have to replace both.
Posted by: Stephen Macklin at Monday, April 19 2004 10:51 AM (4819r)
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Pppppt!
Consider also that if I'd bought a separate washer and dryer (of that brand) it would have cost about 40% more.
Posted by: Pixy Misa at Monday, April 19 2004 10:56 AM (+S1Ft)
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Seems it would take a little longer, since you can't simultaneously wash a load while the dryer is running. The dryer is always the bottleneck. My dream laundry room would have two dryers. And a pretty laundry maid too, in a short frilly skirt. :)
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Friday, April 09
My Washing Machine
My washing machine goes
clunk clunk clunk,
Clunk clunk clunk,
Clunk clunk clunk.
My washing machine goes clunk clunk clunk,
Clunk clunk clunk clunk
SPLOOSH.
That's a bad sign, right?
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I wouldn't worry too much about the clunk clunk clunk - but I's be really afraid of the sploosh!.
Posted by: Stephen Macklin at Friday, April 09 2004 10:43 PM (4819r)
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Um, yeah. I'd say that's a bad sign.
Unless you've got sneakers in there. Then it's normal.
Posted by: Jim at Friday, April 09 2004 10:56 PM (saeHM)
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I think it's toast. What seems to have happened was it was out of balance during the spin cycle, started vibrating, and then one of the castors fell off. That threw it
way out of balance, and something tore loose.
It's been making unhappy noises and leaking a little for the past year, and I think this was just the final straw. It lasted 14 years, so I'm not put out. Much.
Posted by: Pixy Misa at Saturday, April 10 2004 07:42 AM (+S1Ft)
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I think the unusual actions of your washing machine are the symptoms of a psychological crisis. Perhaps it was traumatised as a child?
Take it to see a psychiatrist for trauma counselling, give it a hug, make it know that it's loved ... and then junk it.
Posted by: TimT at Saturday, April 10 2004 08:09 PM (7csL2)
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We had a similar experience in our household once. Ours went clunk, clunk, yowl, clunk, yowl. It turned out that the door had been left open and Miss Kitty crawled in amongst the clothes to take a catnap. She went unnoticed a few minutes later when the door was shut and the wash cycle started. I watched the whole episode from behind box of dryer sheets while snacking on a chunk of saltine cracker I had found.
Posted by: Mr Mouse at Monday, April 12 2004 03:45 PM (G5PGV)
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