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WTF is up with Apple lately?

Posted 2009.07.31 15.57 in Computers/Internet/Technology, Pointless Blather

I’m a Mac user. I have an iPhone. I (heart) the Mac OS X. But I’m no Apple fangrrrl, I don’t drink their kool-aid. I like their products but I’ll call them on their BS when I see it. I don’t expect them to be all warm and fuzzy, I understand that they are a big business and all that jazz. But lately it’s starting to feel like they’re going out of their way to remind us that all we are to them is dollar signs.

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Why did the Chicken cross the Road?

Posted 2009.07.31 9.43 in Photography, Pointless Blather

We don’t know, she declined to give us an interview.

Chicken, road, crossing

Clearly, further research is required.

I (Heart) My Aquarium

Posted 2009.07.30 18.02 in Aquaria, Photography

I’m sitting here in some partial darkness and I truly (heart) my aquarium. I love how it looks right now. I did a good cleaning last night, and added another plant this afternoon. Right now the water is crystal clear, the fishies and snailies are acting happy, and everything just looks hoopy.

Props to my sister for giving me the 23 gallon tank.  If only it were a 30. Or a 50. I’m addicted. More fish! More snails!

My Aquarium Right Now

I also (heart) my new camera. It’s super cool, and props to Kimberly for telling me something cool about editing RAW images.  Yay! Happy happy happy.

No matter how stressful work gets, my fishies and snailies help make it better. Wine doesn’t hurt either.

Cheers!

Always Bet on Bureaucracy

Posted 2009.07.30 13.23 in Pointless Blather, Work

This is the true origin of the mythical Hydra. The seven-headed monster was actually just a euphamism for government bureaucracy. When you’re trying to get them to admit they made a mistake, when you’re trying to get a problem sorted out… every time you think you’ve beat them, two more challenges spring up before you, and the battle starts anew.

Of course, the drones with whom you communicate on the phone aren’t the actual enemy. They are merely pawns, and while they may put up a valiant fight, they may just as easily throw themselves on your sword. The outcome doesn’t really matter to them, and they know it’s hard to swing a sword if it’s got a bunch of drones stuck on it. Their job is to merely slow you down, wear you out, grind down your resolve by exhausting your ire and indignation. Like punching an enormous pillow – you never, ever hurt it and never get hurt yourself, but eventually you just can’t go on.

As difficult as it can be to engage one department in battle, when your task requires you to face two departments at once, you may as well forget it. You can’t turn them against each other, instead they each take turns playing you off the other. They won’t even talk to each other, so you end up having to run messages between them. It is a cruel, sick game, I believe.

I actually have a point to all this, a specific situation that I was going to rant about. But I’m truly exhausted after wasting another 2 hours with them this morning. Suffice to say that the process of getting them to correct their mistake is excruciating, and they’ll never, ever apologize for making the mistake, nor for wasting an hour or two of my life every week.

If they were a business, I’d take my business elsewhere.

More Misha

Posted 2009.07.30 8.56 in Cats, Photography

More Misha

Because there’s never too much Misha.

Ice-Pick Headaches

Posted 2009.07.29 10.16 in Pointless Blather

Here’s a superfunhappy thing that comes along every now and then.

Ice Pick Headaches.

Bet you never heard of these fun little rascals. They get their name from the way it feels like a steel prod is being driven into your skull.

Typically I get them no more than a few times a week, just a sudden jab, a convulsion of pain, and then its gone. Normally they last no more than a second.

Not today though. I’m getting them every few minutes – a sudden stabbing blinding pain that shoots through my head, originating just above and behind my right ear. And not only are they coming in horible regularity, but they’re lasting up to 5 seconds at a time, so I get to experience them to their fullest.

It’s leaving me quite nauseous and weak. I want to go home and close all the blinds and wrap bandages around my head and lay down under blankets in the back of a closet with the whole world locked out.

Instead I have to work because I was off the last two days and have a backlog to get through.

What Causes Coincidences?

Posted 2009.07.28 14.06 in Music/Movies/TV, Pointless Blather

Sometimes I can’t help but wonder, what really causes coincidences? I mean, are they really just random stuff that happens randomly but seems to have some order? Or is there really some cause and effect going on that’s just too big or too subtle for us to notice?

Yesterday I was looking for ideas to post about, and going through my photo library. (I ended up posting about winter camping, after finding a photo from Algonquin Park during a snowfall.) One of the other photos I had been looking at was this picture of the SS Noronic at the Canada Steamship Lines dock at Toronto Harbour.

SS Noronic at dock in Toronto

Obviously this is a very old photo, I believe I found it in the National Archives. I have a handful of old pics from about a century ago. I was contemplating posting about the Noronic but ultimately I didn’t have anything useful to say about it. Its story has been told already, numerous times.

History Channel ListingThe reason I’m writing about it now, isn’t specifically about the Noronic, but about coincidence. As I said, it was just yesterday that I was looking at this photo, thinking about the fire, but I couldn’t remember all the details, so finally I put it aside and did the thing about winter camping instead. But then just this morning, what do I find on TV, but the story of the Noronic’s fire. Just 24 hours after I was focusing on the photo and thinking about it, trying to remember the details. If this was a one-off thing, I wouldn’t think much of it really. But this sort of thing happens all the time. Almost weekly. I think about something for a while, trying to remember something, or just thinking about it, and within the next day or so, I get the answers delivered without having gone looking for them.

And this is my question – what makes this sort of thing happen? How does the universe know to serve up the right episode of this series, so I can find out those details I was wondering about yesterday? Does this happen to everyone else on a regular basis, or just me?