Mmm, pizza.

One way to not get leftovers? Pizza. Nephew's pizza was shredded in such a way to not provide viable leftovers (so he eats the sauce and the cheese and the toppings -- *except* the black olives -- which he'd told me he liked -- I had him eat one before he put them on his pizza to make sure he *did* like them -- and then he leaves them. Because he doesn't like them). Marx had leftovers, but no one else.

I'd like to have Darkside visit for pizza night sometime. Ah well.

Monitor

DeVry is swapping out its monitors for flatscreen. This means delicious sales.

Too bad I don't have a car to get monitors home; else I'd get quite a few.

Order of Operations:

Panic.
Scream.
Run.
Hide.

(Shrimpy just walked in. Both he and Darkside are wearing Scooby-Doo shirts today. The original idea I proposed [run, scream, panic, hide] was deemed inefficient by Darkside. Shrimpy and Darkside have the same first name. Much terror and horror will be released upon their class group today.)

Filk: TTTO "California Dreaming"

DHCP's down
And the screens are grey.
I plugged in my box
On the lab's due day
If I could get done
It'd be OK
Network Admin dreaming
On such a crummy day.

Stopped into the lab
To see if I could play
Well the network admin groused
And he said "No way!"
You know the Admin's power-tripping
He knows I'm going to stay
Network Admin dreaming
On such a crummy day.

(instrumental)

DHCP's down
And the screens are grey.
I plugged in my box
On the lab's due day
If I hadn't slacked this
I'd have got an A
Network Admin dreaming
On such a crummy day
Network Admin dreaming
On such a crummy day
On such a crummy day

Lyrics (c) 2002 Joan Laurel [lastname]

General filk notice

If the subject line of a filk I post doesn't contain the magic symbols "Fwd:", and the first name of the official writer matches my IRL name... I probably wrote it.

And wouldn't you know.

After I got finished filking, and got it printed out to share with everyone in general, and Dawn and Darkside in specific? The network went down again, including print servers... everything.

Shared the filk with the head of the IT department, who liked it. Go me! He liked it enough to grab a copy, probably to post in the IT department. Darkside giggled.

Well, actually, what Darkside did was started singing something softly about the network being down, to the exact same tune. I could tell he was hacking out words in his head. "Already wrote it," I said smugly, and passed him the sheet. He read it and laughed.

Later, when Shrimpy was bothering Dawn, I came up with songsheet in hand. She and I started singing. Shrimpy scattered. Darkside laughed.

To Reinstall

Dell Audio Drivers
Excel

Sociology Reading Log, 2001 03 25

The primary basis of communication is the agreement on common symbols. My high school friends used to come to me to translate between different worldviews. I could translate between Youth For Christ and random semi-pagan curious person, or Administrator and Unruly Student With No Respect For Authority, or even Hyper Drama Student and Normal Person. In one notable instance I took three sentences to translate to Hannah what Brian had been taking all morning to try and tell me, and she grinned and finally got it, and he gaped at me and invited me to his youth group, at which point I had to explain the essential difference between agreeing and understanding. ( It does ramble on some )

In case you hadn't guessed...

Today is backup day. I'm going to be cleaning up Tigereye so I can actually do things with her.

Fwd: Contra '98

Contraceptives '98 By Microsoft

Microsoft Corporation has taken another step toward dominating every aspect of American life with the introduction of Contraceptive98, a suite of applications designed for users who engage in sex. ( Read more... )

Fwd: Military Reviews

ACTUAL LINES OUT OF U.S. MILITARY OERS (OFFICER EFFICIENCY REPORT):

• Not the sharpest knife in the drawer.


• Got into the gene pool while the lifeguard wasn't watching.
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