For the first time since starting this site, I’ve managed to post every single day for an entire month. It’s appropriate, I think, that I pulled off this feat during my birth month.
I think I’ll just sit for a minute and bask in the glow of those 100% indicators just off to the left a bit, there. Yay, posting frequency!
(Now, if only I had actual substance to post about, eh? I shouldn’t complain, though. I’m a big fan of peace and quiet…)
Sure, I ran around in headless-chicken mode for most of the day, frustrated as all get-out, short-tempered and multitasking like a six-armed three-headed cyberbeast…
…but I got to do some mad server-fu towards day’s end. I love actually getting to do hostmaster tinkering. Yay!
Note to the gods: This is not an invitation to give me another day like today, tomorrow. Okay? Thanks.
When you can’t make one particular computer connect to the network… when you have to deal, yet again, with a recurring arcane problem that tends to fix itself once enough random things have been pressed or jiggled… when the powers that be keep coming to you for answers that you don’t have about why things aren’t quite right… when projects keep piling up and you keep not having hours in the day or spare sets of hands or eyes to deal with them… you wonder why you love the job so much after all.
Then again, someone dangled a rather nifty carrot in front of me today. I hope something actually comes of it…
I can’t believe I’d never heard of Babylon Five’s Flying Circus. Where have I been all this time?
SINCLAIR: One day John, all this will be yours.
SHERIDAN: You mean the curtains?
SINCLAIR: No, not the curtains. All that you can see. That will be your kingdom.
SHERIDAN: But I don’t want any of that.
SINCLAIR: Listen up, I built this space station up from nothing. All there was was space. All the captains said it was daft to build a station in space, but I built it all the same, just to show them. It blew up, so I built a second one. That one blew up. And a third one, and that one blew up. I built a fourth one, that one disappeared in time. But the fifth one stayed. And that’s what you’re going to get John, the strongest space station in these sectors.
SHERIDAN: But I don’t want any of that. I’d rather…
SINCLAIR: Rather what?
SHERIDAN: I’d rather … just … SING!
Look what somebody sent me!
(The ducks, not the sticker. That came from someone else, but I couldn’t resist putting it into the picture.)
So, do you think she’s trying to tell me I need sweetening up? Or that I should be trying to get my ducks in a row? What do you suppose the meaning is, here…?
You learn something new every day…
Originally misclassified as rodents, rabbits belong to the order of Lagomorpha and are more closely related to ungulates such as cows and deer than rodents.
So I’m not allowed to call Tia and Saturday rodents anymore? Nuts…
Anyway. Cute bunny picture, linked below. Happy Easter, folks.
