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Stavos built his new computer and
bested my 3DMark score, I learned that Philips is
phasing out plasma displays. My
50" Plasma is now heading toward end-of-life technology as the LCD display grows exponentially in popularity (and size). With my computer and tv no longer on the cutting edge, I was feeling old and obsolete. Even my useless-but-cutting-edge x64 Vista install wasn't helping. Then I found the
plasma wikipedia entry which lead me to the
plasma tv science website. Here I could drown my sorrow in the history and future of plasma displays, and get a good feeling about my TV back. The next logical step is to join the
8800 club, but so far my cheapness is winning that battle.
At the bequest of the
Morlock, I installed
ASP.NET 3.0 along with
AJAX for .NET on this server today. Thinking I had done him a great service, I told him it was ready to use to which he immediately responded with a complaint that I didn't make a database change in my comments. I told him to use the new .NET 3.0 workflow system I just installed to write up a detailed flowchart of the change request. Ten minutes later I got
this jewel in response. Clearly the best workflow diagram ever.
This morning I was greeted with
20 eBay listing notifications in my email inbox. My first reaction was "holy crap my password was stolen" followed by "what idiot doesn't change the email address after stealing an account" The answer to that is
happyforever_2010@hotmail.com. Feel free to email them, that's where all the auction payments were scheduled to go. You can also check the following IP addresses where my password was changed from: 61.170.246.7 subnet IPs: 10.11.64.249, 10.11.64.250, 10.11.64.251. It belongs to Chinanet Shanghai Province Network, Wu Xiao Li at Room 805, 61 North Si Chuan Road, Shanghai, 200085, PRC. If you're in the area, stop by and see if anyone knows about
these ebay listings. I'm sure it's a junk email account and a set of public library IP addresses, but I feel better after looking up the details.
After my excitement about 60 degree weather a few days ago, I was greeted with 74.8 degree weather today. I was so excited I sang
manamana with Lisa all day, who was so hot from the weather she had to get a
haircut. My request for a short skirt and tank top outfit was denied, but she did frolick in the new housing development with me merrily. And yes, the skirt and tank top outfit was for me.
Today was the warmest day of the year so far at 59.7°F. To celebrate, I changed the oil in my Cougar and Motorcycle, then took them both out for a spin. My neighbors were also de hibernating from winter and shook their fists at the loud punk making noise on their quiet street. I took their disapproval to mean they wanted burnouts, and obliged them with each vehicle. Satisfied, I put them both back in the barn in preparation for the
returning snow.
At the request of the
Morlock, I've added a "Your Website" field for comments. If you fill it out, your name shows up as a link to that site in the comment list. Naturally, the first thing you'll want to do is type in
http://www.zombo.com, but once you get tired of that, you can put in your real website. Apparently this interlinking of blogs makes for a lot of good search engine balley-hoo according to the Morlock, and that's good eats. I've also removed the HTML restrictions on the comments by popular demand (and since the image validator works so well), so you can post up your porn links and improve your rating even further.
Unbeknownst to me, Farmington Hills was ranked
29th Best Place To Live last year in
Money magazine back in July of 2006. This comes as a welcome surprise and offers me some hope that my home value won't hemorrhage as fast as my
Redford house currently is. I'm not holding my breath for 2007. Especially when you notice there were only 66 clear days reported vs. the average of 107, clearly the most important factor of any statistic available.
Unbeknowenst to me, Lisa can draw. She created
Lucky the Leprechaun for the March birthdays at her work and it looks pretty good. Especially to someone who has no analog drawing skills himself. Don't stare at it too long, the shading will scare you.
Lisa had become dissatisfied with both the quality of my HDTV signal, and her ability to watch TV reliably in the bedroom. She threatened to find a man who could deliver a multipath interference free 1080i HDTV signal along with a reliable network connection that I was obviously not providing for her. My relationship on the line, I had to fix both. I relocated my
HDTV antenna to my attic and ran the antenna wire and a network cable to the TV. After adjusting the antennas until Lisa was satisfied with the signal strength, I ran the network cable down to my laundry room. With the attic work done, the
Morlock got Sam
good and hyper with some catnip in preparation for his cable run. Unlike
last time, there was only a mild freakout while he got into his
PETA approved harness. Once he was in the joist space he took off
like a pro and greeted the Morlock at the other end with the cable on the first try. After the Morlock
calmed him down he was more relaxed than when we began. My cat is officially a trained cable runner, and with a wired media center and a strong HDTV signal, my relationship is once again safe from disaster.
Lisa called me around noon today and informed it was "acceptable" to visit her at work today since her unit (labor and delivery) had no patients. Apparently this mornings ice storm wasn't good weather for having babies. I know I certainly wouldn't want to be born in this ice storm, or this cold weather, or anywhere in Michigan for that matter. After a few spinouts on I-96 I arrived at the hospital and finally saw
what Lisa does all day. Unfortunately my request for a photo of me in stirrups while giving birth to a pillow was denied for sanitary reasons, I know that's what everyone was hoping for so at least I tried. I successfully embarrassed her in front of each co-worker and learned all about the birthing process. It was edutainment at it's finest. I'm sure I'll never be allowed back, but at least I'll always have the memories.
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