Time Slips

I had an interesting thing yesterday. I was in a factory doing some computer work (no that's NOT the interesting part) and had the strangest sensation of not being able to tell if it were day or night. I guess it was sort of like how people describe being in Vegas. It's a bright factory on the inside with no windows and I started looking around and began to question to myself if it was day or night outside. I had a clock, I knew what time it was, but it was so strange. I guess you might get used to working on that environment, but it did strike me as very unnerving. It was late afternoon, and had it been the winter time it could have been dark out, maybe that lead to some confusion, but still it was a strange feeling. Makes me like my office window even more.

Poor Pluto

I have no time to post, but I thought a change in the number of planets was as good a reason as any. Agree or disagree the important thing is now there must be a new phrase thought up to help school kids remember the names of the planets. I liked Pluto, I think it's cute we had a planet named after Mickey's dog. I mean come on, it could have been Goofy.

The Battle Of The Boxes

My war against cardboard in my house is almost over. Most of the floor of the room formally a safe haven for boxes is now visible. I think a mere 3 or 4 boxes remain to be sorted through. I'm ok with that. There are still some other things we need to get done before we can put everything up. It's starting to feel like we have really moved in and the house is home. After only 9 months I think it should.

I had lots of other things I wanted to write about, but as usual, my mind went blank. I know, total shock, get over it.

Put A Coaster Under That

I need to clean. Far to much of my life revolves around cleaning. Tomorrow night we have to clean the house so the housekeepers can clean the house, right now we are still putting up boxes and trying to finish unpacking, which to me is also a from of cleaning, and my office is a mess and needs to be cleaned. Enough with the cleaning already.

I think the part the really bothers me is not the cleaning, but the fact I know it needs to be cleaned and I want it cleaned up. How sick is that? It used to be ok when my room was a mess.

On a nerd side note, I have my copy of Windows Vista sitting beside me, I just need to find a computer to try it out on. It should be interesting to see how we can crash Windows today.

Then God clapped twice, saying, "Let there be light!"

Nothing new to report for a Tuesday. Looks as if the SS Norway has been beached. I'm sad about that, but I guess life does go on.

On a bright note something amazing has happened. Sara has finally found a housekeeper that makes her happy. It took until the 4th try, but I think this one will be ok. They actually clean. I know that sounds strange, but if you've had some of our past housekeepers you would be amazed when they clean. These people move stuff, mop the entire room, not just parts, and really wipe things to clean them. It is amazing. I hope things continue as well.

Also, our battle with removing cardboard boxes from our house continues. If things go well, we might win the war this week.

It's A Monday

Not the worse Monday ever, but it is a Monday. To start with I walk in the door and our file server has crashed. No big deal, just a restart and it's back up. Next one of our employee's computer dies. Again, no big deal, I have another one. Bad thing is the new one fights me every step of the way installing software and joining the domain. Now Office is fighting me and not wanting to install. Does anyone have a hammer?

Next it looks like my long held hope that the SS Norway would be saved is for naught. The Indian Supreme Court has a hearing on it Thursday, so the ship breakers now plan to beach the ship today. Looks like it's over. I understand it's a 40 year old steam ship and does need to be replaced, I'm just sad to see such a grand cruise ship destroyed. Granted it was the SS France and I have no love for most things French. It does strike me that all the effort to save the ship has come from Australia and the US, the French, who's flagship ocean liner it once was, have made no effort. Sad really.

Fear Not, I Write On

Or, if you prefer, be afraid that I continue to write. Although, in my opinion, my writing leads more to annoyance than fear.

Speaking of fear, the news this morning out of Europe was scary, more plane hijacking attempted. This time with exploding liquids. Now, as a result of that, you can no longer take beverages on a plane. I have a long flight to Hawaii, let's hope the airlines continue serving free beverages and not take this as an opportunity to start charging a fortune for them. I can hear it now, you want a Coke, that'll be $20.

We finally had a little bit of rain over the past few days. It was great for the plants and all, but I am most thankful because I can turn off the sprinklers and save some on the water bill. From our last water bill you would think we are watering the lawn with Evian.

Saturday Update

I've been away from the Internet, so that has made posting very difficult lately.

Sara informed me last week that the 1-800 number for UPS is one digit off from the number for the Colorado Psychiatric Services. I wonder how she found that out?

Sad Ship News

My little bit of hope for SS France (SS Norway) to survive is over. Yesterday the Indian sort gave permission for the ship to be beached and broken today. It just amazes me that a ship that was sought after for cruises only a few years back is right this very moment being beached and destroyed. It's a sad day.

I never sailed on the SS Norway. I've sailed on many other NCL ships, but never the Norway. I always thought it was such a grand ship. It was an ocean liner formally the SS France. It had been purchased in the late 70's by NCL and was the first "big" cruise ship. It started the entire mega-liner craze. Today, it's scrap metal being torn apart on some Indian beach with blow torches. It's so very sad. Good bye Norway.