Things have been pretty chaotic around here during the last two weeks. If you asked me exactly happened, I'm not sure I could give you all the particulars. Work seemed to be interrupted in the middle of the day, and then at the end as well. Sleep has been hard to come by in spots.
I'd planned to write an entry about the passing of Michael Jackson. No, not the dethroned King Of Pop. I speak of the other Michael Jackson -- the writer about beer and whisk(e)y. My Dad, being the avid beer maker (and consumer), picked up books by "The Bard of Beer" fairly early on. Looking at them in my late teens, as I began to experience alcohol myself, I was pleased to learn that beers like Anchor Steam, Sierra Nevada Bigfoot Ale, and Yuengling Pottsville Porter were still out there, waiting to be tried. When I eventually got serious about whisky (and whiskey), Michael Jackson was already there, waiting for me as well. Goodbye, Michael. I shall miss you.
Now, about the "Fear That Should Probably Not Be Named"... We're trying to close on a house. Hopefully, we will be doing that later this week. After that, we can give notice, move, and start eating a lot of hamburger helper (j/k... sort of). We originally hoped to close last week. We've signed the loan agreement, and all the other paperwork. The only thing holding up the deal is the present owners... who are looking for a place to live. The couple living there seem nice enough, but the wife has been somewhat emotional about the move. What if... what if... they decide to backou--no I can't quite say it. It's something that only whispers to me in the middle of the night.
As to meltdowns, well... one of the computers here in the Geek household decided to die rather horribly over the weekend. I knew that it was not well when I started cleaning the office on the weekend before last and it rebooted spontaneously. It then started to reboot multiple times a day. I tried a few basic steps to determine the problem, and it finally gave up the ghost, as it were.
This played poorly into my obsessive tendencies. I went out and bought about $200 in parts to rebuild the system, and it did not work. After much hair pulling, and the bending of several small pins on the bottom of a microprocessor, I went out and bought a couple hundred more in parts... as upgrades as well as replacements. This included a small purple Linksys router to replace part of the function of this computer. I eventually determined that at least some of the parts in that first group sold to me were defective... I neglected to notice that a box had been previously opened, and the vendor who sold me those parts is notorious for putting "returned" electronics back on the shelves. The whole thing was probably blown out of proportion and had me obsessed... and I am now feeling consumer guilt for spending a few hundred dollars that could probably be better spent on the upcoming move.
Then again, I have a rather plain looking but rather spiffy computer... that will no doubt be put to some use in the future Casa Geek.
on 2007-09-11 at 8:22 p.m.
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