8:25 in the morning. Bagpipes.

I don't have the right meds for this.
sigma7: Sims (omgkitty)
( Mar. 25th, 2008 02:27 pm)
When doing some research with a colleague on the ethics of putting police scanners live and streaming on the Internet (me: "I'm all for transparency, but isn't that just asking for a catastrophe?"), I showed her how we can track down an address and see it using Google Street View. My colleague was familiar with Google Maps, but hadn't seen Google Street View before.

There needs to be a term for that moment when you realize what Street View is capable of showing (say sunbathing girls and crimes in progress), and it just blows your mind and causes you to shout "Oh my God!" The Germans probably have a word for it already, but it's probably fifty thousand letters and two vowels long.

And unlike what I managed to convince another cow-orker of, Street View is not updated live. Imagining the bandwidth that would require cowered me.
sigma7: Sims (dammit)
( Mar. 24th, 2008 08:49 am)
Of course, when I bring in a DVD of classical music to bolster my stash I play at work, out of literally three days of music to choose from, why does iTunes immediately fixate on Bach's Toccata and Fugue in D minor? Does it have an empathic interface I'm not aware of? (And if so, should I be surprised that it's in an Apple product first?)

In a slightly more upbeat note, glad to see the short-form Hugo noms -- of the three episodes I'm trying (with some success) to get my cow-orker hooked on Doctor Who with, all three got nominations. Then again, so did Star Trek New Voyages (...buh?) and the broadcast version of Razor, which, I gotta admit, misses some elements of the DVD version. Of the five, though, I'd choose "Blink," if only because it had a resonance that none of the others did ("Family of Blood" approached it at times, but it felt too diluted, by show's end)....

(Edit: Heh, and then it plays the scherzo from Beethoven's Ninth. That's more like it.)
sigma7: Sims (sad little sick jig)
( Jan. 30th, 2008 04:49 pm)
Am currently sick with Death. Can't cough or it feels like the top o'mah head coming off. Worked from home today, fixing more issues than I usually do while well. Not working tomorrow. At all. No e-mail, no nothing. I'm going to get some mileage out of my sick day. Do not want to shower work anymore with my germs. Well, actually, I could handle the guilt, but...but that's bad, I understand. Or have been told.

Finished Y: The Last Man today. Not what I expected. I think I'm pleasantly surprised. (I'm still a little disgruntled by the turns of the last storyline, but that's me for you. Disgruntled.)

Waiting for the Robitussin to kick in. It had a moon and stars on it. That's an unwritten promise of peace I want to cash in. Hrnm. HArd to tyiep nao. Iatjhink whatt my hands are a;like bdig floppy hams noow and maybeloishouldlie donw
At 8:15 this morning the janitor asks to borrow my phone. He calls in that there's a bat in the custodian closet -- in his bucket, no less. (It was not at the bottom of the bucket, and his little schnoz was sticking out, so he might've still been alive.) That's a new record from start-of-semester to bat-incident. We're off to a roaring start. Or squeaking start. Or shivering-from-the-cold start.
sigma7: Sims (Code Monkey)
( Jan. 3rd, 2008 01:52 pm)
So, a few weeks and $3K later, we've got the new server, name of Molly. Not that the DNS is set up for her, though, because to do that, I'd need to e-mail the campus DNS people, and to do that, I'd need to be able to login to my campus e-mail, which I haven't been able to do for the better part of a year now. (The "reset password" function allows me to set a new password, but I can't seem to login with it. The IT Halp Desk warns me that they're also upgrading the server today, so it'll probably be 5 pm before my manually-reset password takes.)

To make matters, not worse, just...annoying, the server rack back in the deep dark closet is a Belkin, fine, I guess. Except that the rails that came with the server won't fit inside it. I disassembled a few of the Belkin rack's rails and tried to get the server to play nice with them, but that has met with profound abject failure so far. And I seem to shock myself every time I touch the server. That's not good.

So I think I'll just amuse myself by setting up the server, adding the staff directory, configuring blogs and wikis. Hee. I like wikis.
The winner is #21: "Computer Support Person," which isn't bad, really. Just shy of the top 20 means I'm not doing too badly. My pokemans. )

Also, [ profile] cleolinda says don't take this meme. I'm afraid that bell's already been rung.
sigma7: Sims (Charlie Brown Batman)
( Sep. 5th, 2007 09:36 am)
Sorry, no pics. By the time I'd wolfed down breakfast and made it to the lab where Mr. Fuzzy was hanging out, he'd already been netted by the Bat Police. Pity.

Also: golfers stalked by emu. Not lasagna.
I don't mind eschewing the German because (hrm, that'd make a great title, "Eschewing the German") I've never had anything resembling affinity or affection for it. Hunter S. Thompson, on the other hand....

Note that these pictures actually came out well -- it's just that Mr. Squeaky is at the top of a stairwell, and I just can't get close enough to get a good pic of him. Note that this also keeps him unmolested by our office staff. Facilities will have a crack at him soon enough, though. (My favorite of these three pics is the final one, shot from directly below, so that you can see his ears.)

At least we know this isn't the same bat from last time, unless the winged critters have found themselves a Lazarus Pit....
sigma7: Sims (donotwant panda)
( Aug. 20th, 2007 03:36 pm)

I've determined that I'm going to count the bats we get in the building this semester.

This would be number one.
Never again am I eating an entire Pizza Shuttle pizza in one sitting. Was up for most of the night, doing very little constructive. I did some fonts done (more on that later), but my mind was too fried to do any real work on the one project that needs doing ASAP. Gah.

Worse, just when I'm getting to bed at 3 am, I hear the distinctive tinkle of the birds' swing-perch, which is big enough to not ring unless it's being significantly moved, which means the birds were freakin' out and having a night-fright. Just when I think Moosie's done bouncing around the cage, I open it to take him out and comfort him when Moosie decides to freak out! yet again (I'm not very bright, you see) and there's two birds circling the room, one landing in the halogen lamp and another completely missing and silent. Takes me a few seconds to fish Muffin out of the lamp before he gets burnt and find Biscuit who's landed behind the kitchen computer and is baffled and panicked. I was worried most about poor Moosie, who seemed kinda dazed afterward, but checking on him now he's on his perch and moving around, so he's okay. Actually, they're all pretty kinetic this morning. Unlike me.

Got a phone call from one of the faculty this morning who wanted to know what the symptoms were of having a virus and I swear to God it took me thirty entire seconds before I realized that he didn't mean a biological virus. But he's worried that he does have a virus on his home computer. Difficulty: it's a Mac. Hey, it's not impossible.

Watched Much Ado About Nothing for the first time since seeing it in the theater. Ruminations on the interim.... )

Tonight: 300, I think. Though the "dining in hell" bit was obviously more apropos last night.
sigma7: Sims (OMGWTFPrairieDawg!)
( Jul. 18th, 2007 06:25 pm)
Power back on in Kedzie, according to the FHPW kids.

And the space bar on my keyboard is failing. Grrr. I may be more terse than usual.
sigma7: Sims (vampire bee)
( Jul. 18th, 2007 04:21 pm)
Via AA: CJOnline - Thousands of bees flee KU museum

LAWRENCE — A swarm of about 3,000 bees left The University of Kansas Natural History Museum this week and found a new home on campus.

The last time such a large group of bees left the exhibit at the museum through a tube, designed to allow the bees exit, was 14 months ago, said Jen Humphrey, communications director for the museum.

Humphrey said there were about 1,000 bees left in the museum’s artificial tree after the others followed the queen bee to a new home.

When a hive reaches a certain size, the queen bee will leave with other bees in search of a new location. Meanwhile, the bees left behind will produce a new queen bee, said Danny Najera, a University of Kansas graduate who studies bee cognition.

In other news, following the substation fire and the notice at 3 pm that everything was fine, apparently something else died at the power station and the power went out at about 3:30, so everybody drives home.

What this means for the Flint Hills Publication Workshop...I have no idea, but I'm glad it's not my problem.
Via -- Five Minutes to Kill (Yourself). After getting stuck on Firefox several times, I finally bit it on IE, 2:44 in. Smited, stapled, shredded and pinata-ed. Still can't figure out what's up with the mail room.
sigma7: Sims (WOWsquirl)
( Mar. 3rd, 2006 10:27 am)
The icon adequately reflects my state of mind and body today. I've had a full mug'o coffee, and for the first time in recent memory, I'm not the slightest hearty. I'm occasionally tired from running up and down stairs, and I'm occasionally breathing hard, but my heart is right back on track. Haven't felt this good in a long, long time.

[ profile] beeform reminded me last night, though, that this is the first time I've had a really kinetic job, instead of being purely desk-bound. None of my other jobs -- well, all the way back to my DJing days -- required much travelling. Now I'm up, about, bouncing around...feels weird. Fantastic, yet weird.


Everything proceeds apace and on schedule, if not ahead. Life = güd.
sigma7: Sims (trent)
( Dec. 2nd, 2005 01:32 pm)
I'm currently in exile, camping out in the computer labs. The original plan was for the evil orange-red carpet in my office to be torn out today, so my staff and I moved most of the desks, storage closets, etc. to adjacent rooms. The facilities staff moved the rest today and began ripping up carpet while I busied myself best I could with my computer disassembled. And then the scuffling/scraping next door stopped, and I looked to see the door taped shut with a nice big "DANGER ASBESTOS" sign on it. Perfect cake-topper on the week. Yay for impending cancer.

Now I am a nomad techie, wandering the halls. It's like Kung Fu, but with more wireless mice.
"You don't want a crying Mormon!"

And, you know, she's right. In reference to coworkers, iPods and the ever-looming spectre of Trent Reznor. Which sounds like the name of a great novel....
sigma7: Sims (sad little sick jig)
( Oct. 6th, 2005 08:47 pm)
I am, on the advice of cow-orkers, taking tomorrow off to recupe. Time for me and the Robitussin to commune.


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