And you know of course that when I start with I forgot to blog that the next thing is going to be I've got nothing. Sooo...
I've got nothing.
Well, I've got a mental headache from figuratively bashing my head against the desk because of the arrogance and stupidity of some so-called scientists, but you probably don't want to know about that. If you do, just check the work blog.
And if you don't know where the work blog is and desperately want to, just go to the work website.
And if you don't know where that is, write me a note and I'll send you the address.
Snail mail.
Just because I'm in the mood to be difficult.
Later, all. Happy Canada Day in advance, since I won't likely be around the office tomorrow and still haven't figured out how to post telepathically.
Because the internet doesn't yet contain enough pointless blather.
Now complete with pointless photography.
Wednesday, 30 June 2010
Tuesday, 29 June 2010
Dependent
No, not the pointless photo. It's pointless. As usual.
This morning, after a pointless (frustratingly so) hour of shopping for program props and not finding at all what I needed, I stopped in for some crickets (which I definitely didn't need, but the salamanders did) on my way back to the office. As I walked into the store the person at the checkout warned me that their debit and credit machine was down, so they'd only be able to accept cash. Later I overheard that not only were they offline, but their phone system was down as well.
That's like suddenly finding your pet store on a desert island in this day and age, really.
I don't think we all realise just how dependent we've all become on electronic gizmos today. I mean, even if you were a complete luddite about technology in your own home, all you'd have to do is go out the door to find yourself in a total web of electronic dependency. Everything from your car to your banking is tied up in the digital world whether you like it or not, and the only way you'd be able to get away from it is to go completely survivalist off-the-grid and hope never to see another human being again.
And even then you'd probably have to go for supplies eventually.
I'm not saying this is a good or bad thing, by the way. It just is. And I think we tend to forget how comparatively recent it all is. We've all come to expect things to work in a way that thirty -- maybe even twenty -- years ago would have been unthinkable.
As an example, I can tell you for sure that if the store I'd walked in today with no phone and no interac was the grocery store I worked in as a teenager, there would have been no warnings of "cash only" necessary. Just about everything was in cash, because your only other option was a cheque. If a business tried to run that way now we'd think the owner absolutely insane, but only a couple of decades ago no one thought a thing about it. And forget about losing a phone line... Once we had all of the power go out, and our manager told us to keep putting orders through by tallying by hand. That's right. Not only did we not have scanners that day (or any day), but we didn't have tills. We checked things out as best we could by keeping a running count on paper. I'm sure it made inventory a holy hell to figure out afterwards, but no one would have considered telling the customers to go home just because we didn't have our fancy newfangled 'lectric cash registers to help us out.
And no, this didn't happen seventy years ago. And you kids get off of my lawn.
As I was getting ready for work the channel I had the television on was promoting a look at how the internet had changed learning. Forget about the internet -- electronics in general has changed everything. We depend on our electric aids. For better or for worse? Oh, I don't know. All I know is that my mother used to say every now and then that if you stopped to think about all the changes that our ninety-year-old next-door neighbour had seen in her life, it was like she was living in a completely different world now than the one she started in. Now? Sometimes I feel like that's already happened to my forty-year-old self.
It just makes a person wonder how much faster change can become before we find out that we can't depend on it, I guess. Or maybe it never will.
But I bet I could still tally up a grocery order if I had to. Even with the GST.
This morning, after a pointless (frustratingly so) hour of shopping for program props and not finding at all what I needed, I stopped in for some crickets (which I definitely didn't need, but the salamanders did) on my way back to the office. As I walked into the store the person at the checkout warned me that their debit and credit machine was down, so they'd only be able to accept cash. Later I overheard that not only were they offline, but their phone system was down as well.
That's like suddenly finding your pet store on a desert island in this day and age, really.
I don't think we all realise just how dependent we've all become on electronic gizmos today. I mean, even if you were a complete luddite about technology in your own home, all you'd have to do is go out the door to find yourself in a total web of electronic dependency. Everything from your car to your banking is tied up in the digital world whether you like it or not, and the only way you'd be able to get away from it is to go completely survivalist off-the-grid and hope never to see another human being again.
And even then you'd probably have to go for supplies eventually.
I'm not saying this is a good or bad thing, by the way. It just is. And I think we tend to forget how comparatively recent it all is. We've all come to expect things to work in a way that thirty -- maybe even twenty -- years ago would have been unthinkable.
As an example, I can tell you for sure that if the store I'd walked in today with no phone and no interac was the grocery store I worked in as a teenager, there would have been no warnings of "cash only" necessary. Just about everything was in cash, because your only other option was a cheque. If a business tried to run that way now we'd think the owner absolutely insane, but only a couple of decades ago no one thought a thing about it. And forget about losing a phone line... Once we had all of the power go out, and our manager told us to keep putting orders through by tallying by hand. That's right. Not only did we not have scanners that day (or any day), but we didn't have tills. We checked things out as best we could by keeping a running count on paper. I'm sure it made inventory a holy hell to figure out afterwards, but no one would have considered telling the customers to go home just because we didn't have our fancy newfangled 'lectric cash registers to help us out.
And no, this didn't happen seventy years ago. And you kids get off of my lawn.
As I was getting ready for work the channel I had the television on was promoting a look at how the internet had changed learning. Forget about the internet -- electronics in general has changed everything. We depend on our electric aids. For better or for worse? Oh, I don't know. All I know is that my mother used to say every now and then that if you stopped to think about all the changes that our ninety-year-old next-door neighbour had seen in her life, it was like she was living in a completely different world now than the one she started in. Now? Sometimes I feel like that's already happened to my forty-year-old self.
It just makes a person wonder how much faster change can become before we find out that we can't depend on it, I guess. Or maybe it never will.
But I bet I could still tally up a grocery order if I had to. Even with the GST.
Labels:
nostalgia,
technology,
work,
you kids get off of my lawn
Monday, 28 June 2010
Look! It's another non-post!
Sorry, all. I really was going to try, but last night was one of those wonderful stare-at-the-clock events and I'm tired enough to be almost weepy.
That's always a fun thing at work.
I'd tell you about my weekend, but there's not much to tell. Spent it by myself, mostly just trying to give this cold a chance to go away already. It decided that it would like to hang around for a little while longer, apparently, but I'm happy to report that I'm feeling a lot less like minideath (hey, even I'll admit that it was never bad enough to feel like actual death) and if I could just get some sleep I might even be functional.
That'd be weird.
Kind of fits around here, though, I guess.
Later, all.
That's always a fun thing at work.
I'd tell you about my weekend, but there's not much to tell. Spent it by myself, mostly just trying to give this cold a chance to go away already. It decided that it would like to hang around for a little while longer, apparently, but I'm happy to report that I'm feeling a lot less like minideath (hey, even I'll admit that it was never bad enough to feel like actual death) and if I could just get some sleep I might even be functional.
That'd be weird.
Kind of fits around here, though, I guess.
Later, all.
Labels:
slight whinge
Friday, 25 June 2010
Pointless pre-progam post
Oh wait. That was yesterday.
Oh waitier. It's today too.
Different day, same garbage. Except with a bit more voice. And a lot more p.o'd about something here that... You know what? Whatever. It's not like my being p.o'd ever really changes anything anyway. Especially after the fact, and this is most definitely after the fact.
So here we are, then. No time to make a proper post, but still typing for some stupid reason. And yes, I'm in pretty much in the mood I sound like I am.
In other words, different day, same garbage. Or words to that effect which you're perfectly welcome to fill in for yourself. I'm going to stop typing now, if that's ok with everyone.
Oh, one thing though. I probably won't be around a computer tomorrow, so at least we'll all be spared three days in a row of me in a snit. And I'll try my best not to be in one by the next time I post.
Almost made myself laugh there...
Oh waitier. It's today too.
Different day, same garbage. Except with a bit more voice. And a lot more p.o'd about something here that... You know what? Whatever. It's not like my being p.o'd ever really changes anything anyway. Especially after the fact, and this is most definitely after the fact.
So here we are, then. No time to make a proper post, but still typing for some stupid reason. And yes, I'm in pretty much in the mood I sound like I am.
In other words, different day, same garbage. Or words to that effect which you're perfectly welcome to fill in for yourself. I'm going to stop typing now, if that's ok with everyone.
Oh, one thing though. I probably won't be around a computer tomorrow, so at least we'll all be spared three days in a row of me in a snit. And I'll try my best not to be in one by the next time I post.
Almost made myself laugh there...
Thursday, 24 June 2010
Pointless pre-program post
Yeah, I have a program in just a little while so this post won't amount to anything besides a hey, I'm still here. My voice, however, isn't.
This is somewhat of a problem, considering that I need my voice to do my job.
Also, I'm informed by my father that my uncle has decided to dump one of his aquariums, and as a result his pond now has a dozen more fish.
This has absolutely nothing with my program or my voice, by the way. I'm just saying that it's too many fish.
Ah well, let the fish wars commence, I guess.
Going now.
Probably whispering later.
This is somewhat of a problem, considering that I need my voice to do my job.
Also, I'm informed by my father that my uncle has decided to dump one of his aquariums, and as a result his pond now has a dozen more fish.
This has absolutely nothing with my program or my voice, by the way. I'm just saying that it's too many fish.
Ah well, let the fish wars commence, I guess.
Going now.
Probably whispering later.
Labels:
nonsense
Wednesday, 23 June 2010
It's SO humid that ....

....you get a picture from January of this year, reminding me why I should be happy it's so very humid at the moment. Not sure if you can see the snow whipping past the widest tree in the centre of the pic.
Where you see the spousal unit and dogs walking is now a lush cornfield ... which of course makes them - oh you know it's coming - out, standing in their field.
Maybe coffee will help the mental process.
Oh and can you spot both dogs? This is your "where's waldo" for today.
Labels:
seasons
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
Pointless photo of the day:
That's all you're getting, I'm afraid. Basically, I feel like crud and I'm going home now.
To continue feeling like crud, unfortunately.
To continue feeling like crud, unfortunately.
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