Party On...
I love New Year parties. I'm very excited to be hosting one tonight. I actually wasn't planning to have a gaming party this month because of all the holidays and everyone being gone, but I got a good response for a New Year gaming party, so rock on :) I'm not sure if I'm more excited about having a projector for GameCube on our wall, or having a new bar to serve drinks. I guess I'll have to wait and see :)
19 December 2003
Amazing Dumb People
I was looking at the website for the Dayton Air Force Musuem since Eric and I are going to visit it Sunday. I decided to run through the FAQ (Frequently Asked Questions) just in case they had some weird rule(s). I was initially a little "duh" with the musuem when I ran across this:
Frequently Asked Questions
General Information
What hours are you open?
The USAF Museum is open seven days a week from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. (closed Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s Day).
Are you open on Sunday?
Yes
However, upon further thought, I decided that they probably have to do that because the attention span of the average American is too short for them to read the entire sentence in response to "What hours are you open" where it clearly states that the musuem is open seven days a week. Why would asking if the musuem is open on Sunday still be frequent? I don't know, but I certainly believe it!
I was looking at the website for the Dayton Air Force Musuem since Eric and I are going to visit it Sunday. I decided to run through the FAQ (Frequently Asked Questions) just in case they had some weird rule(s). I was initially a little "duh" with the musuem when I ran across this:
Frequently Asked Questions
General Information
What hours are you open?
The USAF Museum is open seven days a week from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. (closed Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s Day).
Are you open on Sunday?
Yes
However, upon further thought, I decided that they probably have to do that because the attention span of the average American is too short for them to read the entire sentence in response to "What hours are you open" where it clearly states that the musuem is open seven days a week. Why would asking if the musuem is open on Sunday still be frequent? I don't know, but I certainly believe it!
18 December 2003
OH, and BTW...
Never, ever, plan to eat at St. Elmo's Steakhouse unless you are ready to shell out serious bucks. When I mean serious, I mean, nothing is on the menu below $25. The $25 entrees are apparently dogfood based on the other entrees. Eric seemed to be struggling with justifying a $40 porterhouse. This really amazed me because I personally can't justify $4.95 for a little plate of green lettuce, or spending money at any restaurant. The point of eating out is to enjoy the service provided, and well prepared food that you did not have to slave over to make. Once this was conveyed, he ordered the porterhouse and seemed to thoroughly enjoy it. I must say though, if you do go, I would highly recommend St. Elmo's, as the food is simply fabulous. Getting the shrimp cocktail appetizer is absolutely required. It's like eating straight wasabi.
Never, ever, plan to eat at St. Elmo's Steakhouse unless you are ready to shell out serious bucks. When I mean serious, I mean, nothing is on the menu below $25. The $25 entrees are apparently dogfood based on the other entrees. Eric seemed to be struggling with justifying a $40 porterhouse. This really amazed me because I personally can't justify $4.95 for a little plate of green lettuce, or spending money at any restaurant. The point of eating out is to enjoy the service provided, and well prepared food that you did not have to slave over to make. Once this was conveyed, he ordered the porterhouse and seemed to thoroughly enjoy it. I must say though, if you do go, I would highly recommend St. Elmo's, as the food is simply fabulous. Getting the shrimp cocktail appetizer is absolutely required. It's like eating straight wasabi.
Age Reflection
I was quite startled when I suddenly realised, as I stared at the microwave heating my steak and potatoes, that I will be 25 years old in March. My god. 25 years old? I suddenly had this reckless desire to return to 18, then on further reflection, decided that I didn't want to ever re-live my life. Growing up was hard enough with multiple mistakes made. Why endure that again? People amaze when they say, "I want to be young again and avoid the mistakes I made." Let's think this through. If they're really young again, they probably have the same reckless stupidity, and will undoubtably make the same mistakes again! Anyway, I don't feel 25, and I definitely don't feel like I've accomplished anything yet, so I don't want to be 25 either. I then went to CNN to read since my steak and potatoes was heated for my breakfast (leftovers that won't make it to lunch), and they had an article that said,
What? 25 years old is a later age for kids???? I'm almost there and the prospect of having a child is monstrously terrifying. A cat, rabbit, and kitten is traumatic enough for me now.
I was quite startled when I suddenly realised, as I stared at the microwave heating my steak and potatoes, that I will be 25 years old in March. My god. 25 years old? I suddenly had this reckless desire to return to 18, then on further reflection, decided that I didn't want to ever re-live my life. Growing up was hard enough with multiple mistakes made. Why endure that again? People amaze when they say, "I want to be young again and avoid the mistakes I made." Let's think this through. If they're really young again, they probably have the same reckless stupidity, and will undoubtably make the same mistakes again! Anyway, I don't feel 25, and I definitely don't feel like I've accomplished anything yet, so I don't want to be 25 either. I then went to CNN to read since my steak and potatoes was heated for my breakfast (leftovers that won't make it to lunch), and they had an article that said,
"ATLANTA, Georgia (AP) -- The average age at which American women are having their first child has climbed to an all-time high of 25.1, the government said Wednesday."
What? 25 years old is a later age for kids???? I'm almost there and the prospect of having a child is monstrously terrifying. A cat, rabbit, and kitten is traumatic enough for me now.
16 December 2003
Better...
I'm definitely better (referring to my cancelled holiday). Not quite as crabby and bitter, but still bad enough that avoiding me would be considered intelligent. It doesn't help that after running through all my excuses to remain crabby bitter, I realised that I haven't actually taken a vacation this year, except for Tae Kwon Do Nationals, and that was work, not play. This would be a good time to note that in a typical work year I take two to three vacations, which often results into leaves of absences for a week or so because I always run out of vacation days. Not that I ever cared though. I have been partially subdued by the promise of cooperation from my boss that I can still take my two weeks in February/March that I had already planned, and also go to England in the Spring. Wow. Three weeks in the same quarter? That's not too bad.
I'm definitely better (referring to my cancelled holiday). Not quite as crabby and bitter, but still bad enough that avoiding me would be considered intelligent. It doesn't help that after running through all my excuses to remain crabby bitter, I realised that I haven't actually taken a vacation this year, except for Tae Kwon Do Nationals, and that was work, not play. This would be a good time to note that in a typical work year I take two to three vacations, which often results into leaves of absences for a week or so because I always run out of vacation days. Not that I ever cared though. I have been partially subdued by the promise of cooperation from my boss that I can still take my two weeks in February/March that I had already planned, and also go to England in the Spring. Wow. Three weeks in the same quarter? That's not too bad.
12 December 2003
I'm not the only one I guess...
In a heroic effort to make me feel better about making a complete idiot of myself, my friend who I originally had intended for the email (see post below for reference) sent me an article about email and posting fax paus'. Apparently, they happen somewhat frequently. These two especially amused me.
In a heroic effort to make me feel better about making a complete idiot of myself, my friend who I originally had intended for the email (see post below for reference) sent me an article about email and posting fax paus'. Apparently, they happen somewhat frequently. These two especially amused me.
"A client asked for a rather time-consuming research project . . . in fact, it became kind of a boondoggle," he writes. "So when the junior staff member working on it forwarded the results to the team leader, she slugged the e-mail 'Your dumb-ass project.' Unfortunately, the team leader simply forwarded the e-mail to the client without changing the subject line."
"During the recent telecom crash, I was involved in executing a major downsizing," recalls a reader who asked not to be named. "In e-mailing one of the near-final plans late one night, I accidentally selected the wrong 'Jim' in my address list - instead of sending the layoff list to my divisional vice president, I sent it to one of our most troublesome and underperforming employees. This individual would have been on the layoff list even if it were only one person long. . . . You can imagine the painful phone call I had to make, asking this usually uncooperative person to please not disclose the news until the entire plan was executed. To his credit, he did cooperate, but I think it was mostly due to the generous severance they all received."
Worst Fax Paus Ever
Ever have a fear of posting something that you will never be able to delete? I have, but no more. There is nothing to fear once you've done it, right? I wasn't going to post on this, but why not? My humiliation is with my school peers, not you, so I figured I could at least make excuses to you. My excuses are as follows:
1) I'm very sick with the stupid flu
2) I had to cancel my trip to England next week because of my fever
3) My favourite relative ever in England has Alzheimers and has officially forgotten me. I just found this out.
One would think that a combination of these circumstances would consider it wise to not react to anything, or put myself in a position to react, because it's likely to be emotional and distorted. However, I truddle out of bed and go to my online class to see how another team has evaluated a course design that I had been working on with my team for an Instructional Design class. They had all good comments except for the assessments not being clear and questioning why we put references. Being mentally and physically unstable, I stomp-typed an email off to one of my team members and friend that was sarcastic about why we used references (to not plagerize!!) and how defensive I was feeling with their assessment comments.
*click* It's posted.
Oops, that was to the main (public) newsgroup, not the personal email to my friend. Now, my friend is well aware of my thoughts, as well as the instructor, other team, and anybody else in the class.
Never, ever, again, will I post, respond, or read things that will impact me when I'm already really upset.
I have deemed it ... unwise.
Ever have a fear of posting something that you will never be able to delete? I have, but no more. There is nothing to fear once you've done it, right? I wasn't going to post on this, but why not? My humiliation is with my school peers, not you, so I figured I could at least make excuses to you. My excuses are as follows:
1) I'm very sick with the stupid flu
2) I had to cancel my trip to England next week because of my fever
3) My favourite relative ever in England has Alzheimers and has officially forgotten me. I just found this out.
One would think that a combination of these circumstances would consider it wise to not react to anything, or put myself in a position to react, because it's likely to be emotional and distorted. However, I truddle out of bed and go to my online class to see how another team has evaluated a course design that I had been working on with my team for an Instructional Design class. They had all good comments except for the assessments not being clear and questioning why we put references. Being mentally and physically unstable, I stomp-typed an email off to one of my team members and friend that was sarcastic about why we used references (to not plagerize!!) and how defensive I was feeling with their assessment comments.
*click* It's posted.
Oops, that was to the main (public) newsgroup, not the personal email to my friend. Now, my friend is well aware of my thoughts, as well as the instructor, other team, and anybody else in the class.
Never, ever, again, will I post, respond, or read things that will impact me when I'm already really upset.
I have deemed it ... unwise.
08 December 2003
04 December 2003
Credit Card Suit
Annoyed because my credit card balance was off by $.08 from my expected balance (yes, I am that obsessive about my bank and credit card balances), I discovered the problem. Apparently there was a lawsuit that involved my credit card company, and my settlement refund was a whopping $.08. Very impressive.
Annoyed because my credit card balance was off by $.08 from my expected balance (yes, I am that obsessive about my bank and credit card balances), I discovered the problem. Apparently there was a lawsuit that involved my credit card company, and my settlement refund was a whopping $.08. Very impressive.
03 December 2003
Some babbling...
Have you ever been able to take pleasure in deleting a voice mail only half way through when you know the voice mail contains complaining, whining, and other annoying aspects? I was extremely gratified to do just that this morning. Normally, if you can't get your name and number on my voice mail within 5 or 6 seconds, it has been deleted. Unfortunately, I cannot always do that with work voice mails. However, I was lucky enough to recognize the annoying pitch of of whiner this time, and since I had already addressed her issue via her email, I took great satisfaction of slamming 76 to forever blot her voice from my phone system.
I feel better now.
I was reading Might Matt's blog, and noticed his comment about playing Mario Kart on GameCube with Ball. Eric and I just bought each other the GameBoy Advance SP (another stellar example of my ability to wait until the appropriate time to exchange gifts) and I have heard that GB Advance SP games can be played on GameCube? Is that correct? Since I get RCA employee discounts, I had wanted to purchase a large screen TV, buy GameCube, PS, N64 (we have that), etc. and put them all in a lovely entertainment center that can be closed when not in use. I wanted the center to be custom made to hold appropriate handlers, etc. and give it to Eric for next year's anniversary or some kind of event. Unfortunately, I have zero idea of how to go about creating such a gigantic game arena, thus the reason why I'm sharing it where Eric can see it. I think it's a nice idea though. *sigh* Back to the drawing board of creative thinking...
Have you ever been able to take pleasure in deleting a voice mail only half way through when you know the voice mail contains complaining, whining, and other annoying aspects? I was extremely gratified to do just that this morning. Normally, if you can't get your name and number on my voice mail within 5 or 6 seconds, it has been deleted. Unfortunately, I cannot always do that with work voice mails. However, I was lucky enough to recognize the annoying pitch of of whiner this time, and since I had already addressed her issue via her email, I took great satisfaction of slamming 76 to forever blot her voice from my phone system.
I feel better now.
I was reading Might Matt's blog, and noticed his comment about playing Mario Kart on GameCube with Ball. Eric and I just bought each other the GameBoy Advance SP (another stellar example of my ability to wait until the appropriate time to exchange gifts) and I have heard that GB Advance SP games can be played on GameCube? Is that correct? Since I get RCA employee discounts, I had wanted to purchase a large screen TV, buy GameCube, PS, N64 (we have that), etc. and put them all in a lovely entertainment center that can be closed when not in use. I wanted the center to be custom made to hold appropriate handlers, etc. and give it to Eric for next year's anniversary or some kind of event. Unfortunately, I have zero idea of how to go about creating such a gigantic game arena, thus the reason why I'm sharing it where Eric can see it. I think it's a nice idea though. *sigh* Back to the drawing board of creative thinking...
01 December 2003
This is for Baa Baaa....
As a whole, my T-Day weekend was good. I have to average it as good because while T-Day itself and the shopping day thereafter was fabulous, the next two days stuck in the wilderness of Ohio was not so hot. OK, they don't even have a mall until Columbus. That's pre-historic.
My offical T-day meal consisted of the most awesome biscuits and gravy made by my dad at noon, shrimp cocktails during the afternoon, and White Castles in the evening. I consider my meal plan a complete success.
My shopping day after T-day (please understand that T-day crawls by for me because I have to wait until T-day to justify a fully functional Christmas shopping day, along with decorating the house) was very exciting for me with the car piled full of gifts and a 6 foot tree strapped to the roof of my car.
Let's just skip the in-law trip. They are nice people though.
Sunday evening was perfected by my typical inability to wait until the appropriate time to exchange gifts. Although our 1st wedding anniversary is not until December 14, I could no longer wait! Eric pronouced my gift a huge success, leaving me the impression that it was so great that I can only go down after this. I literally saw tears in his eyes, so I knew it was a good one :) The only discouraging issue is that he beats me at chess somewhat regularly.
There you go Baa Baaa, my synopsis :) :)
As a whole, my T-Day weekend was good. I have to average it as good because while T-Day itself and the shopping day thereafter was fabulous, the next two days stuck in the wilderness of Ohio was not so hot. OK, they don't even have a mall until Columbus. That's pre-historic.
My offical T-day meal consisted of the most awesome biscuits and gravy made by my dad at noon, shrimp cocktails during the afternoon, and White Castles in the evening. I consider my meal plan a complete success.
My shopping day after T-day (please understand that T-day crawls by for me because I have to wait until T-day to justify a fully functional Christmas shopping day, along with decorating the house) was very exciting for me with the car piled full of gifts and a 6 foot tree strapped to the roof of my car.
Let's just skip the in-law trip. They are nice people though.
Sunday evening was perfected by my typical inability to wait until the appropriate time to exchange gifts. Although our 1st wedding anniversary is not until December 14, I could no longer wait! Eric pronouced my gift a huge success, leaving me the impression that it was so great that I can only go down after this. I literally saw tears in his eyes, so I knew it was a good one :) The only discouraging issue is that he beats me at chess somewhat regularly.
There you go Baa Baaa, my synopsis :) :)
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