Things have been a bit dodgy over the past couple of days. I haven't written much because of stuff going on at home. Somehow, Leandra's systemware got horked along the way (I'm pretty sure that I messed up an upgrade somewhere along the line and it cascaded out of control) and I spent most of the weekend trying to fix it. While I think that I made some progress getting things put back together there is no guarantee that things aren't going to go seriously pear-shaped in the near future. Plus, I really don't have the bandwidth at home anymore …
At 2302 EST5EDT last night, our friend Rhianna gave birth to a 6 pound 14 ounce baby girl at a hospital just outside the DC metroplex. Rhianna and Rab named the baby Skya Danaan MacFadyen.
Right now I'm still trying to adjust to something approximating a normal diurnal schedule and not having too much luck at it. My ability to sequence words is largely nonfunctional at the moment (my coherence at present is illusory, I assure you) and the best I can manage is pale imitation of ADHD.
Much of the DC metroplex is still digging out from under what has been dubbed Snowpocalypse 2009. At least where I live, the main roads are in pretty good shape, albeit they're down about three feet of clearance so they're more like one-and-a-half lanes in both directions. The side and back streets haven't really been plowed and are still touch and go should you need to drive on them. Generally speaking, unless stoplights are involved the snow removal strategy seems to consist of sunlight melting the snow, brave drivers breaking up the ice as they go, and the powers that …
Let's try this again, without the "Oops, I just lost everything you wrote."
Another Samhain has come and gone, which means that we have yet another chance to make things turn out for the best. Lyssa is still recovering from surgery a couple of weeks ago. Her cast was swapped out for a one-piece fitted fibreglass cast which means that her achilles tendon is healing up nicely. Neither of us had realized just how much energy repairing soft tissue damage takes out of you; Lyssa's able to move around in short bursts only so she's been spending most of her …
I'm still alive, but with everything going on at work and at home I'm pretty ragged right now. I've been working on an essay or two that I wanted to post but it takes an act of will right now to string together a single paragraph. I'm also hoping to track down some unusual glitches on the back end of my website with the help of PivotX's lead developer, but that'll have to happen after I get a good night's sleep.
Frankly, I don't trust myself to not write something impressively stupid while feeling like my head is stuffed …
It’s a sure sign that you’re trying to accomplish too much when you start forsaking sleep for other things. Lately, work has been running me ragged so to compensate I haven’t posted (or been writing) for a couple of days. To keep from overrunning myself I’ve been reworking a couple of electronics projects in my spare time and discovered in the process that the circuit diagrams I’ve been working from, simply put, won’t work as advertised. Thankfully, the principles they were supposedly based upon are sound so I broke out the data sheets and …
Lyssa and I packed up our stuff and set out around 1100 EST5EDT on Saturday morning in the general direction of Rockville to Laurelinde’s place, where we picked up Cate and Tori (after a cup of coffee, of course, following a rather rude surprise early that day) for an afternoon in Maryland. We set off toward College Park for lunch at Plato’s Diner because it happened to be within spitting distance of our eventual destination. Tori was turning sixteen and as her gift we’d all chipped in to get her ears re-pierced at Curious Tattoo on the …
I took Pigpen out to run around the apartment in his ball a couple of days ago and used the opportunity to refill the water and food in his cage. After I put him back he promptly returned to his daily life of climbing around the cage and taunting gravity by climbing around on the roof of his cage. As you would expect would happen, from time to time he’d lose his grip and fall to the bottom of the cage (or maybe one of the mesh floorwooks that added a little more terrain to the interior). At some …
Disclaimer: I got three hours of sleep last night because my sleep schedule is screwed. This post will probably not make a whole lot of sense.
Lyssa and I organized craft night at our place on Friday evening and put the word out for folks to come over and work on stuff. There isn’t much else that you can say about that, really – I’ve been experimenting with Arch Linux on my netbook to get a sense for whether or not it will work for my purposes. I would eventually like to use my EeePC as a wearable computer …
