Thursday, January 31, 2008

In a house where the average age is 72.5

"Don't make fun of my hearing."
"What? You think my hair looks funny?"

Mid-winter inventory (nocwyhfl*)

*nocwyhfl = No One Cares What You Had for Lunch, a blog entry that is full of minor details that are probably of little interest to anyone outside the immediate family (and, even then, only if their lives slow down for a bit).

As noted before, we should have half of our winter's wood supply remaining at the end of January. We do. Nearly all of it is wood that we brought from my father's house. I didn't measure our supply in the fall, but I'd guess that it was about five cords. We burn more wood now that I'm around all day long. In the spring, I'll place another order for the coming year.

The sun is bright today, so it's a good day for laundry. The extra minutes we get each day add to the drying time available on the clothesline. We still have to finish drying the clothes on a rack inside the house in the early evening, but the good smell still lingers.

Our winter project is to get our office clutter trimmed down. I've cleared out a couple of small baskets, tossing some stuff and sending other to deeper storage. I've saved perhaps 10 pages out of a half-dozen shirt-pocket notebooks. ("Burn our notebooks. What good are notebooks?") We've cleared about half the shelves, a tasty bit of progress.

It looks as though we'll close on the deal with my father's house next week. The closing was originally scheduled for today. The buyers requested an extension, but said that they might be able to make the original date. Given that we're just about out of the original date, we'll go for next week. We have our final chores as complete as they can be, so now we're just waiting. For all the work that's gone into the house and sale, we've been extremely blessed with a lot of help from many corners.


Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Department of why people hate computers

We have a new desktop system at home, a system that I plan to keep fairly clean and use only for household chores - photos, DVD-burning, home finances, stuff like that.

I'd been spoiled by working in a corporate networking environment where you could pretty much just plug a computer into a network port and you'd be connected to everything that you'd need. It's taken me about a week to get our old laptop to see shared folders and a printer on the new system (running Vista). It turned out that I needed to start two services - Workstation and Computer Browsing - on the laptop. Nowhere in the official docs did that appear. I stumbled on it in an IT forum and, even there, it was just an off-hand remark made by the poster on the way to another point.

And, here's what happened the first time that I opened Internet Explorer:

This week's RoasterBoy playlist

Multitasking makes us stupid and, oops, I've got to take this call...

"... certain studies find that multitasking boosts the level of stress-related hormones such as cortisol and adrenaline and wears down our systems through biochemical friction, prematurely aging us. In the short term, the confusion, fatigue, and chaos merely hamper our ability to focus and analyze, but in the long term, they may cause it to atrophy." From The Atlantic: The Autumn of the Multitaskers

via /.

Monday, January 28, 2008

Party on

We had a great gathering yesterday at our house for Mike's birthday, 16 of us at the dinner table. A few items were overcooked and someone took the ice cream cake out of the freezer too soon. (Ice cream soup, anyone?) Still, everything tasted good and, most importantly, we had time to talk and just enjoy each other's company. A lot of it had to do with being relaxed. Instead of worrying that there were kids running up and down the stairs and from room to room, we said, "Isn't this great?" The older kids found Spiderman on TV while the younger ones watched a bit of Nemo upstairs in our room while other just found ways to play. Marley stayed quietly in his room and was rewarded with lots dishes to lick clean after the company was gone.

Happy Birthday a couple of days later, Mike.

Department of Oxymorons: "How Murphy's Law Works"

If Murphy's Law works, does that mean it didn't? Howstuffworks "How Murphy's Law Works"

There is something going on here, ...

but you don't know what it is, do you, Mr. Olsen: YouTube - DEC - Glimpse of the Future, 1994

Sunday, January 27, 2008

What your neighbors say about their religion(s).

237 - Regionalism and Religiosity « strange maps

A Compendium of 150 Monty Python Sketches

Lily knows the words to the Lumberjack Song because I sang it to her as a lullaby when she was a baby. In case you've forgotten the words, here's the sketch along with a compendium of 150 Monty Python sketches.

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