Showing posts with label real stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label real stuff. Show all posts
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Cutting glass is hard.
Just saying, how pass fail is that. You either cut it correctly or you need another thing of glass. Long story short I changed a very broken window in my house for a slightly broken window, that I cut and kinda glued the bits back on. And only really had the one large enough piece of scrap glass. My mistake was using the glass cutter after I broke it. I fixed it with a pin, a nail, and a screwdriver, but it didn't cut the same (I cut a bunch of smaller bits of scrap glass to practice).
Friday, June 18, 2010
RL moved, also burnt my computer to death.
I somehow thought it was okay to leave my computer in direct sunlight for a while. Admittedly it might have been the jiggling drive across town and the very large heat sink on my system, or that I left the black case in 100 degree F (38C) heat in direct sunlight. In any event my system refuses to turn on when I press the power button though it gets lights on the motherboard when there's power to be had, but it kind of sits there like I didn't just press the power button when I press the power button.
In any event, that's likely why I have very few blog entries in the last week or so.
In any event, that's likely why I have very few blog entries in the last week or so.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
ATM error, nom nom nom $80
This ATM jammed giving me a chunk of cash, and seemed to be unable to roll out the money properly and I grabbed as much as I could but the damned thing ate $80 before I could grab it. It was rather strange to say the least and now I have to go back tomorrow to ask for my money. Hrmf.
It was kind of weird. I suppose it's also strange that gussied-up vending machines that give out money don't screw up that often. Other than once adding a zero (which I might have just pressed anyhow) and giving me $600 rather than $60 dollars, they seem to be very reliable machines... and then they strike.
It was kind of weird. I suppose it's also strange that gussied-up vending machines that give out money don't screw up that often. Other than once adding a zero (which I might have just pressed anyhow) and giving me $600 rather than $60 dollars, they seem to be very reliable machines... and then they strike.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
I have 2/3rds of a swimming pool.
That's actually pretty cool. Need to chlorinate it soon and do other pool like stuff, but for now it's less a giant pit in the backyard and more a play thing.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Without clutter there is space.
How odd. I removed a few large unneeded things from my room and suddenly there is lots of space.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Bad Planning Just Killed My Dogs.
No not canius familarus, but my legs. I walked for an hour and thirty four minutes. Ouch.
Live and learn.
Live and learn.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Waiting in Line at Court...
So I had to go by the court today to take care of a ticket and see the judge. It's a pretty involved process that typically also involves hanging out in line. So there I was waiting at 10:00 for the 9:30 call to enter the courtroom and I overhear two people talking. The first is waxing poetic about an optimistic philosophy of life...
... Such an enlightened man, what could be his secret? The women he was talking to finally asked the relevant question...
... before going into a long story about how she was going to get her driver license back and then sue somebody.
And as I glanced at another women I overheard on the phone earlier leaving in a huff (she wants the house she bought while married with her husband to be all hers because she totally changed some names surrounding the deed without telling her husband and the Judge said 'maybe she should get a lawyer') I thought myself unworthy in the presence of these towering intellects.
"When your car gets a flat tire on the way to a job interview you need to not cuss out your tire."
... Such an enlightened man, what could be his secret? The women he was talking to finally asked the relevant question...
"What month were you born... oh, you're a Virgo, that makes sense!"
... before going into a long story about how she was going to get her driver license back and then sue somebody.
And as I glanced at another women I overheard on the phone earlier leaving in a huff (she wants the house she bought while married with her husband to be all hers because she totally changed some names surrounding the deed without telling her husband and the Judge said 'maybe she should get a lawyer') I thought myself unworthy in the presence of these towering intellects.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Bank Error, Collect $600.
So I went to an ATM to get 60 bucks having 87 sitting in my account. It gave me $600 and said I had -$512 dollars in my account. So now I'm sitting around with $540 bucks that I need to give back to the bank in the morning and bitch up a storm as to how it isn't possible to do that and they better not charge me anything for whatever the hell gave me $540 dollars more than I wanted on an ATM that shouldn't give me more than $300 and an account that shouldn't give me more than $87.
Update: The lady at the bank (they call them tellers, but shhhh... keep that on the down low) said "They shouldn't do that." I said, "I know.". She put the money back in the bank and reversed the overdraft fee. Woot.
Update: The lady at the bank (they call them tellers, but shhhh... keep that on the down low) said "They shouldn't do that." I said, "I know.". She put the money back in the bank and reversed the overdraft fee. Woot.
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