it's a convoluted mess
My laptop is dead. Bob set up shop to see what could be done, did some googling of symptoms and found a probable cause of the machine’s demise. There is a known problem with heat causing the soldering to come loose on the graphics chip and once that gets knocked out of place, there’s really no fixing it. The tumble the laptop took off the ottoman, while not severe, was probably enough to knock loose… Keep reading…Figures…
Slept about two hours last night. Calling it a victory because I haven’t been able to stay in bed to sleep at night for over a week now. About 3AM, I was perusing the intarwebz when my computer screen went black. And there it sat. I had to do a hard shut down and restart (it wanted Safe Mode) and it took 3 tries restarting to get it functional again. Things seemed to be running… Keep reading…FML…
I was looking for an old graphic file on my hard drive. I ended up falling into a bottomless pit of some ridiculously bad graphics once designed for website pipe dreams gone by. I also found a metric fuckton of web pages, code, and whathaveyou for all of those long-dead website plans. Ten-plus years ago I did not have one flipping clue what I was doing when it came to webdesign. I probably still don’t… Keep reading…Still unwritten…
Saturday on our way home, we picked up dinner and took time to sit down and eat before we unpacked the car. Things trailed from the living room up the stairs to the bedroom. We changed into pajamas and took a nap. When we woke up, we slothed our way to the loft and turned on our computers for the first time since shutting them down six days before. I scrolled to the bottom of… Keep reading…Sweeter than sour…
We left home late Sunday night. We got home Saturday afternoon. … We saw Mt Rushmore. It was very cool. … Colorado was awesome. … Red Rocks was incredible. … The concert was FUCKING FANTASTIC. … We drove for over 32 hours and 1800-some miles. … The Curse of the Jetta™ struck TWICE. I am physically and emotionally exhausted. Processing this trip is going to take some time. For now…I need sleep. Because I am… Keep reading…Denver 2012…the prelude…
I always feel the need to commemorate anniversaries with essays waxing poetic about years gone by. Then I start writing and it takes off in an entirely different direction that I never intended and I end up scrapping the whole thing. Three years ago today Bob and I got married. He is my best friend. He is my saving grace. I love him more than I ever thought it was possible to love another human… Keep reading…What are you doing for the rest of your life?