Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
No, you do not.
I always thought "what's in the box" was funny, but I am not entirely right in the head.
Argh. So, I get home just now and today is my produce and egg delivery day so I expected to find my box full o food on the porch. Well, it was there, but tipped over, vegetables strewn about, the egg carton destroyed and just some bits of shell here and there. Looks like raccoon prints in the frost/dew, I would guess. I don't have the energy to go through the produce and see what else is missing right now, I need to sleep!
Another vet appt for Devi, end of the week.
As I left for work this morning, Loki was giving me Death Glare from the top of the stairs. He's definitely not happy about the new food routine. Luckily, he doesn't have much hate in him, so his Death Glare is more Confused and Annoyed Glare.
My sinuses hate me.
In sum, January is stupid.
Bummer about the food delivery, -t. Can you set up a box of some sort that the raccoons can't get into in the future?
I'm looking over a bunch of documents that will eventually go up on my org's website. I'm hoping there will be a revision process first. The phrase "Applying your learnings" isn't considered acceptable English anywhere except on cat macros, right?
Raccoons are no joke -- they can get into anything.
Who is that brash young go-getter in Marketing?
Which one?
The one applying his learnings!
After waking at 4 and going back to sleep at five thirty, I slept until 8, a fact that the dog has informed me is woeful. But we are all awake in a warm house yay! Because it's 5 outside. Anyway, dog is fed, late breakfast is incoming, and I'm feeling better enough to sort and do some laundry and hopefully get office stuff done even if I'm not teaching. I'm still tired, but don't feel that bone deep exhaustion upon waking up today.
Oh yeah, we hear regular scritchings and after it snowed this last time, little telltale raccoon prints (they look like baby handprints! There has been a toddler on my deck!) were all over the deck. I still haven't seen one, but I think I may have come close this morning, as the Biscuit pseudo chased something (still on his tether) when we came out for his morning ablutions.
I'm applying my learnings right now, AIFG.
I'm applying my learnings right now, AINotFG. Why can't I get the SQL Browser service to bend to my will?
eta: is it because I learned my SQL Server learnings on the street?
Yikes, -t! That's just not fair. Bad raccoons!
Can you set up a box with a bungy cord holding the lid down? I see that in my neighborhood sometimes.
In other news, apparently the wingnut right thinks that the Newtown shootings were either completely fabricated or orchestrated by the government in order to justify increasing gun control. So they're harrassing the retiree who sheltered some children during the shootings. God, that's revolting.
Conspiracy theorists make no sense to me: it's really not possible to keep that sort of thing secret, not with all the people who would have to be in on it.