04:56 Have proposed the concept of 'holiday safeword' for April Fool's day. #
10:58 Trying to train myself out of italics is hard. #
11:20 @ursamajor I once listened to Leekspin for 45 minutes straight. Without noticing after the first three repetitions. #
11:42 tinyurl.com/33wwgb Anti-Phishing Phil, cute and informative for people who haven't learned yet. #
16:16 An aisle of LED-illuminated freezer cases that light up as you walk down the aisle is TOO AWESOME. #

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THE.... Sodomite Hal Duncan!! -- a response to a troll. Some NSFW language/imagery.

Parallel universe! -- also via

shadesong.

Blocking known bad links in HTML cleaner process -- way to go,

gariev! The timing suggests that this is in direct response to this past week's attack of spamjournals placing a browser hijack in their profiles, and then serial-adding people. I approve.

Darkside informs me that mages are squishy and best served with red wine. :-P Brat.

In a locked post elsejournal, someone mentioned the way businesses have to avoid making actual announcements on April 1st, and so forth. I put forward the idea of a holiday safeword: some signale pre-arranged between you and your friends, so that you would be able to tell them about any known-serious breaking news without fear of being dismissed as a prank. It's a surprisingly popular concept, I see from the comments.

My alarm clock.

My fucking smarter-than-its-own-good Timex time-zone-smart alarm clock with built in support for time change. The one that doesn't know about Arizona not holding with that funky time change crap.

My gods-damned alarm clock, the one I purchased in 2001. The one that certainly didn't know about this year's shenanigans.

D: MY ALARM CLOCK APRIL FOOLED ME.

Current Mood: awake an hour too early and going back to bed as soon as I finish writing this up because DANG. Ther
Current Location: Arizona. Ari-frelling-zona. Where we don't do that stuff.
Current Music: frickin' alarm clock

There was excitement tonight at work. There were viruses from booth 2 to booth 40. Everyone had to move out of there and into a new area. My consanguinary co-worker commented that it was this sort of thing that was very exciting and felt very important and urgent. (We give plasma at the same place. This leads to a certain connection.)

Tonight I was working almost exclusively on the powerpoint presentation for $ISSUE_SIDE_JOB, and managed to crash PowerPoint about five times. There's this thing where it will crash if you do something with a connector, but I don't know quite exactly enough to reliably duplicate it. On about the fifth time, I followed the bloody link to MS, and of course that meant hey, there was an update! Of course, I don't have root on my box, so I couldn't do it myself. Snagged the URL, described the problem to the best of my ability, asked where I should send it.

Turns out that Dave Matthews Band Fan was still in the building, so Obso1337 Super told me to sneakernet my tech support request over there. So I did. We had a field trip back to field (he was getting tired of doing whatever he was doing, plus I suspect he has a soft spot for me, since I'm Reasonably Geek and will occasionally bring in doughnuts for those dreadful mornings after the overnighter) and he poked and prodded at my box. ( Geeking ensued; my prank was found out! )

Current Mood: amused
Current Location: omg home
Current Music: Jeffrey Hitchin - Tech Support

Showed up at work resplendent in my blacks, with short black-and-blue messy wig on, the Pink Cloak, and the Pink Menace (giant AirZooka from Guide Dog Aunt, who found it at Edmunds Scientific).

Rev. Not-So-Nice Super is not good at being at the receiving end of a prank, but loves dishing it out. (He can take a certain amount of verbal banter.) I knew he'd hate the device forever if I got him with it. Instead, I showed it to him and let him use it all morning long. Comic Pirate Super squeaked the first time he got it, and proceeded to jump every time after. (I think I demonstrated on him first.)

Comic Pirate Super personally greeted each and every one of his people, like a bad parody of the 50s. Rev. Not-So-Nice Super greeted everyone with the Pink Menace (except for the people we thought might not react so well and the people in more fragile health).

I "called in" from the cellphone when standing by the door, and came in to find my desktop's contents overturned.

Homie G loosened the power cord to Stressy College Chick's flatscreen monitor, and taped her phone cord (on the plug, letting it plug in but insulating the contacts). Nicely done.

The Pink Menace won the day.

After the work was done, I called Darkside. He was not entirely available, but he was the hell home. So I went over. Happy April Fool's Day. I had evidently come in at the beginning of a Family Star Wars Marathon. I curled up on the couch.

Malfoy Senior was evidently in a hilariously playful mood, and started a waterfight with his wife. This led to what seemed to be a Wet Nightshirt Contest. Darkside and I first hid, then Darkside hustled me out so that I would be able to avoid his parents being embarrassing. (There was something in the air, and Darkside would probably have been more receptive to it if his parents hadn't gotten there first.)

I de-stressed to him somewhat. It was a long day.

Today was a 16.5 hour shift at work. Shawn said that I work crazy too much. In this case, the long shift was kind of a lot for the making up on the having flaked out some earlier in the week. No overtime for Loonie.

I may well go for an extra Monday shift, just so's I can get the hours in while they're there.

Re-organization starts to go live this week-ish. Happy fucking April Fool's Day.

Speaking of which, the Pink Menace is planned to go in. I am part of like 5 different April Fool schemes:

The Pink Menace. I conspire with Stressy College Chick on this one, and am planning on getting Rev. Not-So-Nice Super in on it, as it's a physical humor thing, and he needs to be part of the in-crowd on those.

Blue hair. Just me.

Something (small) to get Stressy College Chick on the day before the 1st. Just because. So she won't be suspecting ... (With Homie G and Shocking Gum Super, and probably Rev. NSNS)

Something (big) to get Stressy College Chick, on the day of. (Same crowd. My idea was the one-two prank.)

Fake a dialer crash. (with Stressy College Chick)

Someone's going to get me soooo good...

Yesterday there was a fake phone call in for Stressy College Chick. The boys co-opted me in to the prank, because I take phone messages all the time for people. It was some random former co-worker allegedly calling her. They played it really well. If they'd taken the fake message, she'd have smelled a rat. (Was simple and harmless -- said former co-worker who she's not got much history with calling and saying he missed her. Callback number bogus and under the control of Homie G.)

I am playing my own side in all of this, needless to say.

I got an utterly dorky birthday card from a certain best friend (and I'm only just now getting around to sharing a week later).

The front: Birthday Wishes from Gandalf!

( The inside... )

( The back... )

I would not trade my best friend for anything in the world. Except Gandalf's portrayed as kind of ... purple. I'll have to bring that up the next time we talk, and tell him that something about the card Just Isn't Right.

... I've got to find something for next April 1st to top the Spotted Dick of '04.

Current Mood: silly

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Current Mood: amused

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