• Joe Jobbed

    This morning, like most mornings, my routine began with rolling out of bed and kicking on the computer.

    No, I’m not kidding, but I am exaggerating a bit. I really just use my big toe (sometimes right, sometimes left, depends on mood) to depress the power button.

    And wouldn’t you be depressed if a big toe came out of nowhere to squish you every morning? Thought so.

    Hmm. You shouldn’t let me go off on weird tangents like that. Back to the story… I checked my email as usual. What was unusual is the proportion of email inbox contents between my new and old addresses. Main address? The usual dozen or so missives, all but two being spam. Old legacy almost defunct address? More than sixty messages… all of them bounced spam!

    The hell?

    Until this morning, I didn’t know what a “Joe Job” is. Consider me edu-mah-cated. And annoyed. I mean, who the hell would use that address for anything? Argh. (Mind you, at least they didn’t use my current address!)

    Also consider me inspired (at long last!) to get GnuPG installed on my home computer. From now on, missives from my main address will be signed. (Okay, as soon as I can make the same thing happen on my computer at work… which shouldn’t be all that tough.)

    My public key is right here, thanks.

    Signing my emails won’t prevent another Joe Job scenario, but it will allow me to state with much more authority which emails are really from me and which aren’t. This makes me happier. Dammit.

  • Ubber-ray Ucky-day

    I give thanks to fellow waterfowl enthusiast Lonita for pointing me here so I could expand my foreign (and dead) language knowledge with the following phrase:

    “Volo anaticulum cumminosam meam!” (“I want my rubber ducky!”)

    (It’s from Lonita that the term “Anatidaephobia” has entered my vocabulary, by the way. What is it, you ask? The fear that somewhere, somehow, a duck is watching you.)

  • Heather In The Sky

    While I was being a lazy bum up in Seattle, Heather was doing this:

    Wow. That’s a whole lot more brave than I could ever imagine being.

    Again I say, wow. I’m impressed. Looks like a helluva lot of fun… for somebody other than me.

  • Don’t mind the mess.

    I’m doing another upgrade here, so if things are sorta tweaked out or broken or just plain weird… it’s me. It’s all me. Feel free to tell me what’s not working for you, though. Maybe I’ll miss something if nobody tells me!

  • The move continues…

    This afternoon and evening will be spent, once again, helping Wendi and the kids move into their new apartment. On tonight’s agenda is the electronic equipment (computers, audio-video gear), as well as getting the washer/dryer over to my place and (finally) getting my box spring home.

    The kids are handling things better than the adults, in a lot of ways, though Wendi’s holding up fairly well all things being equal. I worry, but I’m a born worrier so I’m working very hard not to let it show or to let it dictate my responses.

    Tomorrow the heavy stuff gets moved to the apartment, and this weekend we’ll be cleaning the house. Six years and some-odd of detritus and wear and tear need cleaning out and off…

  • North, then South again

    “Why the sudden silence,” you ask? “Again,” you add?

    I took off for the Seattle area early on Friday to visit with Dawn. For the record, I highly recommend train travel over bus travel. Sure, Amtrak is chronically late… but there are fewer annoying people and you’re not packed in like sardines alongside ‘em.

    Anyway. I arrived at the Tukwila station around noon just in time to enjoy a brief rain squall in the middle of a bright sunshiney day. Oh, how I’ve missed Seattle weather. (And by “missed” I mean “managed to blot out from my memory as a trauma defense mechanism.”) Okay, I’m teasing a bit there. Portland weather can be almost as freakish…

    And, ah, by “Tukwila station” I mean “a raised platform attached to the rest of civilization by a switchback series of long, long ramps.” Apparently the real station is yet to be built. It’s kinda neat, really.

    Dawn and I went out to lunch, then pretty much spent the weekend either shopping, hanging out, playing games or eating. Well, okay, we slept occasionally. All in all, I enjoyed the visit and ended the weekend much more relaxed than I’d started out.

    As for not updating when I got home or at any point yesterday… well, I’m a lazy butt. I thought you knew that!