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| Nostalgia |
| 04.01.04 (12:54 am) [edit] |
There's a commercial on TV lately for A&W restaurants. It's kinda sweet and sappy but gets the point home. The man is shining the old car (query to the car geeks, what year was the mustang that red stockwise?), his wife (we assume) walks up the drive and he says to her, "I'm finished." There's an exchange that only a married couple would understand and he asks her to go for a drive. There's obvious affection between the two (and yes I know it's a commercial but bear with me) as they drive along, each lost in their own thoughts. To me, they are each thinking about how they dated, perhaps in that very car? (Yeah yeah, so I'm a sap so what's new?)
Anyways (the point, come on I usually have one :lol: ), the point of the commercial is they pull up at an A&W and he flashes his lights. Does anyone remember that besides me? She turns to him and says, "they don't still do that, do they?" And he replies, with a soft grin, "nope", as their prearranged meal of mugs of rootbeer and what looks like poppaburgers comes on out a tray. Over most of this commercial is the song Crimson and Clover. I should find out, but I'm guessing that song was released in '56 since that's what comes up at the end, A&W since 1956.
Now for anyone who's been wondering (and what the heck for?), here's a glimpse of how my mind works. Ready? All strapped in good and tight? Okiedokie, hang on now...
This is a song that takes me back to a dear friend (long deceased in one of those how ridiculous an accident is this and what do you mean he's gone type of stupid should never have happened accidents). It was the only 45 this man (boy really) ever bought. I miss him. I miss a lot of people. Missing him makes me think about being 12 years old again and that makes me miss car hops at A&W restaurants (among too many other things to tell you here). I miss going to A&W in Prince Albert with my mom and dad and being all excited when my oldest niece (who is 7 years older than I am) would be our carhop.
I guess, I'm past nostalgic and well into maudlin. But hey, it's a good commercial and certainly has me thinking about rootbeer and other things.
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| Blog-noun-contraction of the words web and log |
| 03.30.04 (2:39 pm) [edit] |
A blog, to blog, blogging, blogged, blogger. How fast jargon becomes slang and then a part of a culture...
Huh, I write so darned well in my dreams :lol: too. I had this great blog entry just swimming through my brain this morning. The sub conscious is a wonderful place, no? :)
Anyways, let's see if I can recapture some of my genius now that I sit in front of a blank screen and the keyboard trembles with trepidation beneath my fingertips. (ok cheesy but whatchagonnado?)
I wanted to tell you all about how my blog journey began and the turns and switchbacks I've encountered. The times I've laughed and the times I've cried and the times I've sat in awe that someone, somewhere thought exactly as I do or, in complete and utter contrast to me.
I found blogs last year. Well, let's say I found I wanted to write a blog last year. I've been reading them in one form or another for much longer than that. But sometime last spring I felt I had something to say. My first entry poked fun at how the blog was the ultimate of ego pages...one's own private editorial column. I goofed off with one sort of post to another, trying to find my *voice*. Knitting is, of course, rather central to me. Last night I mentioned to someone that I should go knit, and they remarked... yes, you need to be knitting... knowing me only online, they recognize my comfort in that act. But there's more to me than that, my psyche says, so I ranted a bit about an injustice or two. I remarked on some articles written and I told of how my 'net life was affected by some flames I recieved. Yet, still, no *voice*
Bloggers I read, Wendy of Wendy Knits, Mr. Lion of CapLion, AnotherLion, James Lileks (under protest, but I'm reading it); they all have *voices*. Susanofpudlin of Poodle, most definitely has a *voice*...one that speaks to me loud and clear. Mr. Lion does, too. When I was shown his blog I read it. I mean, I read it, from beginning to end, 2 years plus of posts. He laughed at me when I said i'd been up till 5 am reading it...but when I started listing off posts that had impressed/affected/made me cry he realized I really had. Same with Susanofpudlin. I've read her blog from beginning to end and marvel at her courage, insight and honesty. I cried a lot there too, but I also cheered and laughed and cared.
Ultimately that's the *voice* I want. One that people care to hear. Hopefully someday, I'll find it. In the meantime...this blog will continue to be my ego page, my own personal editorial column to vent, rant, marvel and gossip in.
Talk to you soon.
PS. All of the blogs mentioned here are linked from this page, with the exception of lileks, you can get to his from CapLion.
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| Mundanity or inanity or some such... |
| 03.26.04 (5:27 pm) [edit] |
Well I started out thinking that I'd go bloghopping and thought to let you all follow my journey...but I found myself in very strange territory very quickly. *gives a few folks a rather puzzled and odd look or two* So I decided to scrap that idea when I got to the mint sauce apple sauce comment.
Instead for your Fridayfile type of entry I thought to itemize my desk.
To do so, I've had to clean it... hmmm, there could be method to this madness.
We have an empty coffee cup, a can of canned air, two letters that are actually in envelopes and need to be mailed, a box of notecards and envelopes, 3 open stitch pattern books, 2 shawls in progress-complete with cones of wool, a hairbrush, about 30 floppies and cdroms - ranging from scanned pictures of pets to Elmopaloozo and Best of Bread and back to SpeedDemon and DukeNukem3D (yikes).
We also have a Dos quick reference manual, a small spiralbound notebook for notetaking, about 18 scraps of paper with urls written on them (in my defense that's my family's way of leaving me a note to look something up on the 'net for them.), a tatting shuttle attached to a small partially finished doily, ball of cotton also attached, a ceramic dish? container with an embossed unicorn on the lid, a number of Bic Z4 pens, a few pencils, some of which are even sharp, 3 packets of recently developed (but who even knows when they were taken) pictures, in duplicate prints, a stack of blank cd-roms (staring me rather accusingly in the face but let's not go there), a children's stationery set, a stack of flipcards for playdoh and other kids' activities, a dead digital camera, spare circular knitting needles, a box of tatting thread, a couple of computer manuals, a kitten, (a live one :);
We also have 1 pattern in a plastic sleeve, an open knitting magazine with the pattern for the other shawl, a handful of tootsie roll candies in various flavours but the chocolate ones are all gone; some confiscated markers, a roll of medical adhesive tape and a roll of gauze, (gee I guess that's no longer sterile *Eeep*) a Brownie sash, with 4 loose badges that need to be safety pinned on for now, a packet of safety pins to do with, 3 notes from my daughter's school, requesting this or that or to be somewhere, and finally a monitor, tower, keyboard and mouse.
The really terrifying part? My desk is about 2' x 4' in size and while there is a separate shelf for the monitor the sides of it are chock ful too.
See you all next entry...
What's on your desk?
:lol:
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| me vs ME (the battle continues...) |
| 03.24.04 (4:54 pm) [edit] |
I'm going to just start off admitting that this is my own fault :), and go from there.
I didn't back up onto a removal medium (ie floppies, cdrom, tape etc) but onto a second partition of my hard drive. Which was (or so i thought) safe enough as i didn't have to do anything to that part of my drive.
cue heavy sigh of sympathy about to be required *GRIN*
I did intend to reformat my c: drive, so that I might install Win2000. Which, by the way, I did and did :) But ran into issues with w2k drivers and such for my video card, sound card and modem. So, I thought, I would backtrack. Ok so far so good, reformat, stick in the win98 startup disk and get cdrom support, e: drive, insert the windows ME disk and type setup. Blue scandisk screen, yep, no errors on c: or d: and away we go... er... what's this? An error screen...what? no errors installing windows...that's not allowed... and simply doesn't happen (innocent deer in the headlight look). Ok, calm down, *read* the error message...ah yes, NFTS or NTFS or somesuch, instead of good old FAT#@ er 32. Hey... I say...Hey! I can fix that... all by myself.
Reboot, a: fdisk, and reformat the drive in FAT32. Sure, I can do that. Only, I didn't...
In my defense, add a Brownie leader without a clue, add 7 yo child heartbroken at the thought of not attending a scheduled sleep over at the zoo (this is a whole other post ok LOL) and add me on the phone, already somewhat twisted by the whole win2000 issue. So instead of resetting the partition as FAT32, I deleted the second partition :EEPS: I won't go into the details, because frankly I'm not really sure what I was trying to do when I did that but I did it ... *SIGH*...
Finally, I'm off the phone (armed with District Commissioner's phone number and a variety of others) and realization sinks in... the d: is gone. All of my digital pictures of #5 as a baby, pictures of our horses (now gone), pictures of various pets, also now gone, umpteen .txt files of various descriptions and other stuff for games that I play. All of my backed up programs. All of my writing files, synopsis, character sheets and manuscripts. A number of personal files of banking and other such things.
Everything... gone.
My heart sank to my toes.
I walk away from the computer a dejected human being. How could I be so stupid, I rail at myself. There's a perfectly good cd writer in my computer... and I have what is considered to be rather decent software for it... but because it was tedious and I had difficulty the first few times I tried... I hadn't learned to use the program properly and have only backed up the odd thing. I shall, of course be learning to run it rather soon.
Onward...
In goes Partition Magic and while fixing things, I notice a recovery icon. I give it a shot. Nope. But the idea has now been planted. I get the partitions reset, and FAT32 in residence again. I reinstall WindowsME (Windows2000 set aside for another day) and start finding my installation disks for various cards. The one for my graphic adaptor, is gone... along with the one for my sound card. Now keep in mind, we bought these new cards this month. How far could two cdroms go in two weeks? Far enough it appears. The issue? Both are legacy products, purchased at our local comp surplus store. After a bit of searching I can set my monitor to more than 16 colours and my desktop to more than 480 x 640 and I can hear sounds again :) The internet is yet again a glorious place for me.
Still the gone files are nagging at me... pulling at my memory, pointing their evil little fingers at me and laughing at my ineptitude. While downloading WinZip (9.0...wow last one I downloaded was 5.4 or some such), I find an ad for Virtual Labs Recovery for Windows Aw heck, we're downloading all night, right, what's one more silly file? And where am I saving these to, you ask. Well D: of course, where else? Where else indeed.
So far, (for those of you who are 1. still reading and have 2. lost track) I have deleted the partition, recreated it (after much messing around using my keyboard to navigate Partition Magic instead of searching out a ps/2 mouse to attach so I can use my mouse...hey, I like my logitech trackball :)), formatted it, and written to it a fair bit.
Three days later, when I get around to reading the documentation on that recovery program I find that I should not have been writing to that drive. *sighs again*. Apparently all is not lost. The writer of the manual has a sense of humour it appears. After that little admonition, he/she says, but if you have that's ok, just stop now. Cute, not that reassuring, but cute nonetheless.
So where was my IT guy buddy, during all of this, you ask? I was too crabby about the whole deal (and too embarrassed (after all he did tell me to back stuff up and I did, although I'm fairly sure he meant to cdroms :( to try to find him actually) even though darling hubby did say, hey let's throw a modem into this other computer and you can get on line and holler for help. His exact words, I kid you not. (Ok, truth is, I knew he was away and unreachable or I probably would have.)
Right! Back to the recovery of my oh so very gone data. After installing and starting the program (all the while reading the documentation, it's a slow process but I'm learning ;)) I click the scan button and hold my breath. Wait, that time bar says 68.34 minutes. So ok, I didn't hold my breath the entire time, but it felt like i did. Soon, the tiny grey line starts to get little purple and blue dots on it and the number of files on the drive becomes larger (numerically of course, I did breath so wasn't hallucinating),309 files, 437 files, 769 files, and then onward and upwards to over 13000 files. (who knew? It's like a virtual closet. Not sure about whether to keep something or not, stuff it on the d: drive... hey the door always closed...)
I followed the procedures as laid out in their online help manual. Right up to where i have to buy *quota*... a sinking feeling in my stomach. They are very upfront that this whole business is free if you want to see if there is data still on the drive. They are also very upfront with the fact that if you want to get it off the drive, there will be dollars exchanged. But up till now I wasn't expecting to find data so wasn't thinking in terms of how much. but there it was, data. After your drive is scanned, you are encouraged to check a few .txt and some .jpg files to check their integrity. The idea being, of course, that if they aren't any good, chances are the rest of your data is really gone. (well not really but that's another service they provide) So, I checked. It was there, the pictures, the txt files... all in as good a condition as one could hope for after being folded, spindled and mutilated.
The moment of truth is upon me. To their website I go...click on the link to order/pricing and prepared to be gouged. Click. What...what is this? Oh, ok, a link to a quota calculator. Oh good Lord, if you need a calculator I certainly can't afford this. I'm also looking at my scan and seeing 10.64 gb and reading how you can only purchase quota in increments of 1 gb.
Yikes, 1 gb, $99.00 USD. That's 10 gb at $100 per...uh no way in horizontal or vertical hell. But for the sake of something or another let's see how much 2 gb costs? $109.00 USD ... now wait just a minute. For the entire 10 gb it will cost $144.00 USD. Whoa! That's not that bad. The better news is? I don't need 10 gb, that's the size of my partition *grin*. I need 3 or maybe 4 gb of quota. Much more reasonably priced. Will discuss this with hubby and see what his take on things is as to whether we go ahead or not. Can we wait you ask? Sure we can, so long as I stop writing to that drive. The session is saved. The way I understand it I don't even need to rescan the disk when I get my quota.
So, while I didn't intend to write an endorsement and really am not knowledgeable about this sort of thing at all. I mean, I picked this program from an ad at CNET :) Should any of my buddies ever run into this issue (hopefully they'll learn from my mistakes even if I don't seem to :) I will point them at this website.
Strangely enough, at the end of this, I was sort of relieved to see that funky ME splash screen come up. Could this mean that I'm becoming fond of ME.. please.. no say that's not so.. quickly...
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| The blog entry that wasn't... |
| 03.19.04 (9:56 am) [edit] |
Yesterday I started writing a blog entry a time or two or four... each time something distracted me and I let the file sit unsaved and each time... Windows ME and it's gang of disidents struck again, requiring me to shut down without saving.
Now I'm willing to admit that's partly my own fault, I should have been working in WORD with autosave enabled, you say? Hah, says I... I was. (well the last two times anyways) Still no saved words of wisdom remained. :?
I took that as a sign and scrapped the idea. It was a rambling account of how I discovered blogs and how my taste in them is changing. I'd even done research :shock: to find the first blog I'd ever read. I will mention it here, Wendy Knits! as it's probably my favourite knitting blog ever. Two other of my regular reads are linked on the bottom left of this page. I will get around to linking to my other favourites. :roll: I will! (slaps a postit note to her already wallpapered monitor).
On the knitting front not much has changed. I've been a bit distracted with one thing and another and haven't picked much up besides the prayer shawl for my sister and Irish Diamonds. That is very near completion, :o I finished the last row of any sort of yo last night in front of Discovery TV (a show about Caligula, how's that for relaxing knitting fair?) and now it's straight garter stitch for 12 rows and a loose bindoff. That might be a challenge, I have a difficult time binding off loosely without it ending up looking straggly. The larger needle idea just doesn't cut it for me. Haven't really picked up much else so both the Forest Path and the Peacock Feathers are still on the same rows they were last report. The good news is, I haven't started any more projects. I really want the Irish Diamonds off the needles before I do. I might even make an appreciable dent to that end in front of the soaps this afternoon. Marlena has been unmasked... (cue eerie revelation soap music...)
:roll:
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| Much Happy Knitting Time |
| 03.13.04 (11:37 am) [edit] |
I've been knitting a fair bit lately. First the updates:
Forest Path Shawl: er..ok... I've been knitting but not on this...it's still on Tier 6 :roll: but it's on the list for today.
Irish Diamond Shawl: *sighs* Somewhere I managed to add 4 stitches to one of the wedges. I have no idea where as I need 3 circs to spread this completely out and haven't really bothered to. The silly part is? The pattern still works. Nothing is out of line or wonky so I must have added them at the outsides of the wedge, but the # of stitches to knit before starting the patterning is also correct. At this point I'm not going to worry about 4 stitches in relation to 780. It's just one of those *galloping horse tests* that's been passed. This is ideal chitchatting knitting and since my son and his girlfriend are now staying with us for a while I've been picking it up more and knitting away at it. Still seems to be a stagnant project but I know I'm getting closer to the end :) I must be I keep using up yarn. :lol:
Peacock Feathers: Recently I had a day in court. Had I read the notice to appear properly it would have been an afternoon in court but hey at least I was on time :roll: I really wanted something that I could concentrate on (the court appearance was not a bad thing but hey it's court and that's nerve wracking :) So this is the project I took. (This is a nod of appreciation to Dorothy Seimans at Fiddlesticks for her excellent pattern... I had no qualms taking this one with me as I have every confidence in the pattern) Anyways, I knitted in the courtroom and had a nod and smile from the adjudicator when I held it up in query so that was nice. I felt it best not to tick him off y'know? *GRIN*. I did ok, until I misread a symbol later in the day. Kept coming up 4 stitches extra... strangely enough when you knit in the back of the loop instead of double wrapping those stitches are incorporated right in just as they should be :roll: My own fault for not double checking the key. That's the only thing I could ask for ... is a key on each page of the charts or at least an explanation of any new symbols as they appear. But looking at the layout of the page I really don't know where she could have put on. I have now affixed a post it note to that side with the new symbols and their instructions written out... I guess I can't expect everything from an already excellent pattern ;). So I find myself about to begin row 71. I'm so enjoying knitting with the illustrious Jaggerspun Zephyr that as I mentioned before I need to stop and block it over my knee and pet it often. Such a relaxing feeling. :) I'm very pleased at how this project has come together.
New project: Sadly one I'd have never done if I'd had my druthers. My sister lost her husband of 49 years and I'm knitting her a comfort shawl. http://www.shawlministry.com I'm just doing a basic triangle discloth shawl on 11mm needles with Red Heart Light & Lofty. I hope she finds some tiny bit of comfort in it. I intend to include a copy of the Comfort Prayer with it and am thinking of all the love I saw between them and the many memories I have of this dear man. Due to the differences in our ages, I was actually born after they had been married a few years and am the same age as their youngest son. I grew up knowing him more an uncle than a brother in law and have some wonderful childhood memories of him playing cards at Christmas time and the wonderful mind puzzles he was always teasing us kids with...definitely a linear thinker :). Suffice it to say this is a project that has me stopping and reaching for tissues often enough.
On a lighter note, as I mentioned, my son and his g/f are staying with us. She's asked me to teach her to knit. So I've started her on a diagonal discloth with some cotton and a short pair of 5 mm needles. My husband has often joked about how my stash could be put to good use if I'd just let him insulate our bedroom with it. Rory quips, mom I've got lots of nooks and crannies in the camper and they are all empty...and I want them to stay that way...quit teaching her to knit! :LOL: Today as they were leaving he leaned back into the door after she dived back in to grab her knitting for the trip, and grimaced at me... MOM he whined... :LOL: Mom, the great enabler strikes again.
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| And now, back to the topic at hand.... |
| 03.08.04 (7:27 pm) [edit] |
Ok we're back on the knitting trail folks. First of all an update on current status:
Forest Path Stole: Just ending tier 6. Birch Leaves have been behaving. I find that I'm averaging just over an hour (with the usual kids, phone and animal interruptions) per block so it's not going to take me as long as I thought. I'm curious to see how this blocks for length so plan to gently soak the done portion (also it's getting a little dirty along the edge (see aforementioned kids as they like to grasp the end of it and stretch it out a little to see the patterns) And test block it for length. Don't I sound all technical? And you all darn well know that what's it really about is I can't wait to block the darned thing :oops:
Peacock Feathers: Row 62, about to start the third chart. This one could be going much faster, but I'm savouring my first experience with Jaggerspun Zephyr. It's a sensual yarn, with an incredible hand and I can't help but stop and pet the shawl every row or two. Not to mention finger blocking it out on my knee to gaze at the lovely pattern.
:wink:
Irish Diamond Shawl: Do you know, I've been saying to everyone that I've done this in Woolease...and it's actually done in Paton's Decor? (DUH!) Nothing like reading the labels of the balls of yarn. I'm not very much further on this one, row 158 I think of 175 rows, so the end is in sight, and the last 12 rows are in garter stitch so really mindless. I love this shawl. For those who haven't seen _Folk Shawls_ by Cheryl Oberle, it's very like a poncho, with an open front. I'm anticipating this to be very cozy and comfy to wear. Almost a bedjacket type of feeling, I'm thinking.
The seamans' scarves for my lion friends are on the drawing board. I want them to reflect their personalities so am trying hard to get the right look to the lions' heads. That and researching the filet knitting idea. I've decided that to keep these masculine as befits these two, that the lion's head must be the negative space. But I really want to try the filet knitting, so I'm sort of torn. I'm sure the more masculine look will win out, (these guys are lions after all) but the filet knitting is definitely going to show up somewhere.
Other projects include a pair of socks pour moi and a few other long time PIGS. I've about giving up on the PI shawl from Knitters Best of Shawls and Stoles. I like it but chose a far too small needle size. I'm working another row of eyelets and then switching to a larger needle and am going to let Becky work on it. She can then have it for a doll blanket or a small shawl for herself.
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| EVIL Home Networks cont'd |
| 03.06.04 (11:22 am) [edit] |
:o Oh come on you didn't think I was done did you? Yikes.
So where was I, oh yes, Windows ME and ICS were about to conspire to drive me stark raving mad. They did! Don't talk to me about inanimate objects and gigo... -THEY- were conspirin, I tell you.
Ahem... to continue... Things went from bad to worse, the old computer was freezing on the simplest of tasks and the network, while appearing to be there, was virtually nonexistent. Much gnashing of teeth, a discussion about scrapping the entire idea and buying a modem for the old computer and other not so rational ideas were discussed.
Finally, when all seemed darkest, in rode the knight in shining armour, aka the IT guy. Something about not wanting to chew glass one more moment and it was fixed. Of course, removing the wonky connector on that extension cable (it appears to have been stressed when the cats took the computer cables out) and redesigning the layout of my living room to accommodate the shorter twisted cable helped too. So, now we're happy home networkers. :) That is until the next time it decides to go on holidays without warning. I wonder why my friend isn't answering any of my messages? Back to knitting next time folks, even I'm sick of this topic. :lol:
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| WIndows ME -EVIL Home Networks EVILLER (is that a word?) |
| 03.05.04 (4:54 pm) [edit] |
Computers Evil
Windows ME Evil
ICS Evil
Home Networks Evil and probably devil inspired
Having a friend with the patience of Job, the wisdom of Solomon, the knowledge of... um... I dunno, some really good IT guy and a rather dubious sense of humour but who is willing to put up with mine PRICELESS
And also really good for the blood pressure. :lol:
Suffice it to say, it's been a long week.. two weeks, gee.. how long was it really?
I've been setting up (with the help of the aforementioned saint of a friend, who by the way has been doing this blind, relying on my vague decriptions of this thingy or that dohickey and remarks like it's just wonky) our home network of a grand total of two computers. (thankfully there were only two). It should be relatively simple to connect two computers running similar 0S (98SE and WinME), yes? Well I thought so. I mean, people do it all the time. Right? Right. So off I foray into the world of networks and ethernet cards and twisted cable. Well they got one part right, twisted :lol:
Hubby does the hardware stuff, gets all the cards installed, drives back to the city to swap out a bad card, get more cable and generally spend money at the computer store and then says, "there you go, do your thing." My thing? MY THING? *gaaaH*.. my thing took over my life. First off, things went well. I believe that is Windows ME's way of lulling you into a false sense of security. After the first little hitch of the wonky card everything went smoothly. The cards worked, the little green lights glowed and the network settings showed a glimmer of making sense to me. We actually got online, sharing the connection. Life was good. We're both online and having fun. Good good good.
But wait for it. Hubby moves his computer, adds an extension cable. Ok, no biggie, a little slower but still both online, files flipping back and forth and life is good.
And then, it is not. Cats, yes cats and spare me the lectures (see aforementioned friend) got behind the computer and unplugged everything and no, I don't know how. Simple fix though, right, plug it all back in... should work... but we forget this is electronic equipment, boards must be reseated and reinstalled. Ok, 3 days later (RL intrudes upon real life sometimes too) and we have a semblance of a network again, but now DNS is not resolving addresses. We can ping from computer to computer but no where else. *eeks*
Hours of typing in what it looks like to my friend online, silly goofy time wasting jokes from me, patience and nasty remarks about *doze* from him and finally, finally we yet again have a network.
Not for long folks, noticing a trend? :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :twisted:
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