Archive of December, 2008
December 23, 2008:
I'm leaving early this afternoon for Christmas, and won't be back until Sunday night. Aside form that I've got nothing. Remind me to talk about my hard-drive-eating computer and FindNTFS when I get back. But until then, Merry Christmas!
December 17, 2008:
We're supposed to be moving the servers right now.
The switchover happened shortly after 9:00, so it was more or less on time. But they couldn't see the IP addresses showing up on the router here at the new place, which we were assured was set up correctly. Unfortunately, this isn't something that can be verified easily, especially since the new router is basically immobile in the rack.
So the boss has been on the phone with the Verizon tech for the last hour and a half. It's almost 11:00, and we're finally hot over here and can begin.
So anyway, my hopes of getting home by 1:00 tonight are gone. It'll be 2:00 at a minimum, probably more like 3:00 before we're done here. I have to be home by 5:00, if for no reason other than to let the dog out. Tuesday's going to suck.
Addendum: And suck Tuesday did. I left at 7:00 AM to let Ginger out, the boss was still installing the last couple servers and preparing to triage a couple that didn't just boot right up. After a quick nap and a shower I was back by 10:00 and replacing my workstation, which had cooked a second hard drive in as many months.
Happily we have plenty of blank workstations here I can use thanks to the previous tenant's bankruptcy, but I'm down to a single monitor unless I can find a half-sized video card with two VGA outs. And of course, the work proposal I need is on the drive that just scorched itself. Whee.
Edit, 7:29 PM: Edit for clarity above, and another addendum:
So after all that, and operating on 90 minutes of sleep in 36 hours, I got home from work Tuesday and found... No internet! Something happened to the cable line inside the building's wall, and both my TV and 'net connection were out of commission. Thankfully, there are two cables in the wall -- maybe Cox used to do the two-cable thing back in the day like TCI? -- and cable dude was able to switch to the standby and I'm back in business.
December 15, 2008:
Before my annual gettogether for New Year's Day, I needed to unleash a carpet cleaner on my apartment. The dog has had a few accidents since she got here, and I figured that might be a little unsightly.
And unlike last summer, I cleaned the hell out of it this time: Moved almost all the furniture out of the living room and dining room, cleaned them, put the furniture back in the morning, repeated the process with the bedroom.
Previously I only moved small stuff and left large furniture in place, this time the only things that stayed were a bedside table, my entertainment center and my desk -- each of which had lots of electronic stuff on them. Couch? Moved. Bed? Moved. Those two in particular were important, because the dog used to hide under them frequently. She doesn't any more, though.
So now it's Sunday at noon(-ish) and I'm doing laundry while waiting for the bedroom floor to dry. I just need to find someplace to stash the clean clothes, sheets, etc., while I wait for it to finish.
Needless to say, if there are still stains there I'm gonna be pissed.
As will the floor, if I think about it.
December 12, 2008:
One of the things I mention when giving directions to my apartment is to look for the bowling alley. It's not far, especially when you consider that if you walk you about cut the distance in half.
Well, we moved into our new datacenter today -- the servers move this weekend; until then we're VPNing -- and it turns out that the new office is even closer and again you can knock about 200 feet off that by walking.
It's obvious where this is going: My next job will be at a bowling alley.
December 08, 2008:
On the one hand, the new Blackberry Storm looks like a very acceptable (i.e., cheaper and works on Verizon's network) copy of an iPhone. If I get a Christmas bonus, that's probably where it will go. On the other hand, even though I haven't had a land line since I moved in 2005 -- and haven't had a land line I've used for anything other than internet since 2002 -- I so want one of these.
December 03, 2008:
The dog is a nervous traveler, after about half an hour or so. She gets shaky and starts panting, which I assume is a doggy panic attack. Since I'd rather avoid dumping her on my friends (albeit her old owners) for Thanksgiving and Christmas, I did what dog owners have been doing since the beginning of time. Or at least since the invention of Benadryl: I drugged up the dog.
Except the first time I got liquid Children's Benadryl. Bubble-gum flavored, if the smell was any indicator. Now, this animal eats sticks, mulch, poop, leaves, dry doog food, granola bars, cracker jack, yogurt, dead birds and just about anything else on the planet. Know what she doesn't like? Bubble gum. After putting her in a headlock and dumping a dose in her mouth, she spit it out on the entryway floor (thankfully, tile).
Like Mom said when I first got her: Congratulations, you have a two-year-old.
So the trip up to Ohio didn't go too well, although she made it to Breezewood before freaking out. She even almost took a nap for part of Maryland.
For the trip back, Mom grabbed a sample of quick-dissolve Benadryl tablets from the doctor's office she works at. Know what else the dog doesn't like? Cherry-flavored quick-dissolve tablets. Cherry yogurt is A-OK though. Damn dog. Anyway, pop the pill in her mouth, hold it shut for a few seconds so the pill will dissolve, wait an hour for it to set in, and off we go.
We got to the corner before the dog puked. I brush the nastiness onto the floor with a napkin (she got her doggy bed) and continue on my way. Except now she's trying to crawl up the back of the seat to get away from the bed, so I yanked it out from under her -- not quite as easy as a tablecloth covered in dishes -- and tossed it in the back seat.
We got to Route 44 before the dog puked again. Twice in half an hour. I'm not that bad when I'm drunk.
Of course, that got her freaking out again, and we spent an extra two hours sitting in traffic in Pennsylvania. So, from 10:00 to 6:00 the dog was all twitchy. Joy.
Thankfully, the floor mats are all plastic or rubber, so all I have to do is hose it down. Of course, the car wash area is closed for the winter so I have to haul the thing up to my apartment and dump it in the shower to clean it.
My sister, who works at a veterinarian's office, is trying to get me some sedatives for Christmas. I might even let the dog have some.