Alright so started off my week with the season primer of The Riches (Eddie Izzard) on FX. The only thing about moving to Colorado that has ticked me off so far, is what time something is coming on the telly. I don't watch alot of telly, find most of the programs to be trite if not down right crass and insulting to one's intelligence. So I had it narrowed down to 3 shows: Sopranos (now off the air), The Riches and South Park. Well the writers strike delayed the primer of many a t.v. show but I was really waiting for The Riches, I was not disappointed; still a very vibrant and well written show. I usually don't get sucked into telly drama, even after 8 years of Sopranos I just didn't get totally pulled in, so when it ended I just chuckled to myself.
Anyway back to The Riches, this series has truely sucked me in, maybe it's because it is very cleaverly written or that the premise is so astromically insane? But here is my problem, time zones. It would appear that all programming on FX is pacific time, so there I am waiting fot the 1 billion th running of Batman returns to finish as Riches was to be on at 10:00 p.m., but it was pacific time. Really once I had looked up to see what time it was well Batman had saved Gotham once again and it was ten minutes to eleven Denver time, CRAP! Well I had stayed up this long staying up another hour was gonna matter a hell of lot. Hell 6 hours of sleep, yeah I'm good. In the end it was all worth it, a great show and I'm now looking forward to a great season.
Right so we had walk through on the house yesterday, I guess one should not judge the power of the professionals doing the work. When the Missus and I saw the house 3 days prior we were pretty sure that it wouldn't be close to ready for us yesterday. OK turns out it was pretty damn close, touch up paint stuff mostly getting my wiring into the homeruns and finishing the hardwood floors. The missus is always excited about these things while I think about the work that has to be done, once that is completed I'll be excited about the new house. always needing something to worry about the missus is hitting me with questions about the wiring and how she is going to be able to work for Medquist if it isn't finished. You know it funny she gets on the Beezer almost nightly for asking questions no one has answers to, gee wonder where he gets that trait from??? I really hate getting hit with technical questions the minute I roll out of bed, usually my first thought is making the bladder gladder, once done it's 5 minutes of convining myself that being out of bed is a good idea. Exchange good mornings with the missus and think about getting dressed and ready to roll out to work. When conversation is started you can trust that two things will happen. One: What ever you asked me for, I will most likely forget. Stop at store get milk; yeah forgotten by the time I've lit my first smoke of the day on my way out the door. Two: I'm most likely not really listening, my ears take at least 2 hours to start working in the morning, most of the time any kind of input has entered but much like talking under water, yeah that is what I hear.
Right so didn't really finish this on the day I had started it, but now that it is actually March 26th; closing day on the house figured I'd finish this off on a positive note. Everything got done, the place looks good, the missus has calmed down at least a little bit and it appears I'm a home owner... again.
Only bad thing, my renter is once again delinquent in his rent payment, tell you what if he wasn't me best friend I'd be down in Vegas kicking someones teeth in, sigh guess me in laws were right, he will forever be me eldist boy.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
2 Down - 1 To Go
Well Sy greeted me this week end with great news from the Vegas/UMC end of the world. It would appear they lowered the boom on Lord Farquaad (The CIO of UMC). Not only did the county cut him loose, but they eliminated the postion all together. Now all that remains for the rubbish man is Asshat (Director of IS at UMC) and if I know anything at all about the current CEO of UMC... She hates Asshat with a passion. I don't expect anything too immediate since the department is already down one assitant director. It's just really good to know that those who diserved to be sacked have been and here's hoping that the last of them is on his way out the door as well. Just wanted to drop this post in as it is indeed a memory worth having record of.
Friday, March 14, 2008
I'm Right, You're Wrong...
So there I am last night grinding away at jewelery crafting with Raay when I see Rinnessa from me old guild Crimson Corsairs, but she is not flying a CC tag any more (some stupid Khoulu nonsense guild name), Anyway after leaving CC on not the best of terms with the officers and especially Captains (guild leaders)Pam and Rinnessa, I didn't send her a tell right away saying what the hell. Instead finished up a few things I needed to do craft wise and headed off to park in TT so I could harvest this evening. Curosity was killing me.
So I fire up the second computer and go on over to EQ2 Players and look up me old guild. But wait what is this I see? Checked the list 3 times, Dammage has left CC as well!?! The person who jumpped my train for leaving, the officer who said he would never ever leave CC for any reason. The same person who said to me time and time again that he would be the last person out of CC. Humm now the hipocracy just seems fitting.
So I shoot Rinny a tell and ask what happened, at first she was aprehensive, sometimes tells outta no where can catch ya off guard esp if your crafting or something. Then I see the reply of absolutely nothing. KK I was prepaired to leave it at that but surprisingly enough she expounded upon this. I could tell in the begining she was a bit defensive, wasn't my intention to do a nah na na na nah or even rub hard feelings (if there were any) I was well surprised mostly. Two of CC's biggest cheerleaders had moved on. The explaination being that they wanted to raid. From Dammage I can see that more or less, not a big giant call for bruisers in raid but he was developing a few other toons. I'm pretty sure the lack of any events of grouping in CC also plaied a part in both of their decisions. One can only solo so long before they start fiddling with the idea of moving on. I did.
So at this point I do wish them both well in there respective guilds and hope they get everything out of the game that they want. I still consider both of them friends even though we haven't really spoken since I left CC.
So what is the point of this entry then?
To Pamalla.. I'M RIGHT, YOU'RE WRONG AND WE BOTH KNOW IT!
im right, you're wrong -
an we both know it.
i'm right, you're wrong -
an it's no secret.
i'm right, you're wrong -
but you got (HAD) the power.
what do ya mean -
when ya stare at me.
you think we're nothing -
but things will change.
we may be crazy -
but we're not insane.
i'm right, you're wrong -
but you got (HAD) the power.
i'm right, you're wrong -
an we all know it.
i'm right, you're wrong -
so let's break it.
your gonna fall (FAIL) - you set yourself up.
you can't stall -
it's crumbling down.
out of the way -
it's been standing too long.
i'm right, you're wrong -
but you got (HAD) the power.
i'm right you're wrong -
an we all know it.
i'm right, you're wrong -
so we'll have to break it.
i'm right, you're wrong -
but you got (HAD) the power.
i'm right, you're wrong
an we all know it.
i'm right, you're wrong - so we'll have to take it.
I'm Right, You're Wrong by D.O.A.
So I fire up the second computer and go on over to EQ2 Players and look up me old guild. But wait what is this I see? Checked the list 3 times, Dammage has left CC as well!?! The person who jumpped my train for leaving, the officer who said he would never ever leave CC for any reason. The same person who said to me time and time again that he would be the last person out of CC. Humm now the hipocracy just seems fitting.
So I shoot Rinny a tell and ask what happened, at first she was aprehensive, sometimes tells outta no where can catch ya off guard esp if your crafting or something. Then I see the reply of absolutely nothing. KK I was prepaired to leave it at that but surprisingly enough she expounded upon this. I could tell in the begining she was a bit defensive, wasn't my intention to do a nah na na na nah or even rub hard feelings (if there were any) I was well surprised mostly. Two of CC's biggest cheerleaders had moved on. The explaination being that they wanted to raid. From Dammage I can see that more or less, not a big giant call for bruisers in raid but he was developing a few other toons. I'm pretty sure the lack of any events of grouping in CC also plaied a part in both of their decisions. One can only solo so long before they start fiddling with the idea of moving on. I did.
So at this point I do wish them both well in there respective guilds and hope they get everything out of the game that they want. I still consider both of them friends even though we haven't really spoken since I left CC.
So what is the point of this entry then?
To Pamalla.. I'M RIGHT, YOU'RE WRONG AND WE BOTH KNOW IT!
im right, you're wrong -
an we both know it.
i'm right, you're wrong -
an it's no secret.
i'm right, you're wrong -
but you got (HAD) the power.
what do ya mean -
when ya stare at me.
you think we're nothing -
but things will change.
we may be crazy -
but we're not insane.
i'm right, you're wrong -
but you got (HAD) the power.
i'm right, you're wrong -
an we all know it.
i'm right, you're wrong -
so let's break it.
your gonna fall (FAIL) - you set yourself up.
you can't stall -
it's crumbling down.
out of the way -
it's been standing too long.
i'm right, you're wrong -
but you got (HAD) the power.
i'm right you're wrong -
an we all know it.
i'm right, you're wrong -
so we'll have to break it.
i'm right, you're wrong -
but you got (HAD) the power.
i'm right, you're wrong
an we all know it.
i'm right, you're wrong - so we'll have to take it.
I'm Right, You're Wrong by D.O.A.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Like An Old Pair Of Boots
Day 4 in the new job, and to be honest I'm still in that new job cruse. So far about 20 different people have asked me how I like it and the only thing that has come to mind is, it's like slipping on an old pair of boots. UMC was a challenge like no other I've faced in the IT industry, I came in the crew was still small (just like the new job)and it was learn it as you go (also like the new job). I built up a wealth of knowledge on the way things worked at UMC, knowledge I pretty much believe that I am in sole possession of. Working IT in a hospital is pretty much the same no matter what hospital you work in, the department is still trying to figure itself out or new management means a new way of doing things. What remains a constant is the fact that it is a hospital, the vendors are still writing patches for Win 95 versions of their software and pretty much you have to make everything last way past it's expiration date because there just isn't money to replace the item.
UMC was over 300 beds, making it a fairly sizable hospital, still in the medium range but getting real close to a large (usually 400+ beds) facility. Good ol Platte Valley Medical Center has 70 beds, I can tour the whole facility, every single department in roughly 23 minutes, as with UMC it was a good hour and a half (not including getting stuck in elevators). PVMC is a "non smoking campus" as UMC was a good luck not getting mugged campus (not really - but I needed a catchy comparision). At UMC we were a swarthy band of techs following our leader CIO Barbie into the jaws of hell. Then Barbie left and things were never really the same. Sy has moved on to security and according to G he really is digging it as well as making pretty damn good coin. I'm glad, Sy needed a place to put down roots, he was never really big on change or adventure.
This is a good spot for me at this time and place in my life, I'm sure frustrations and other things will come round to make me believe I made the mistake of a lifetime, but think about it; have you been happy and right with the universe every single day on your job? I would bet the farm you said no, if you didn't either you don't work or really shouldn't be reading this blog. Working for a living is a drag at best. You can think of at least 20 different things you could be doing if you didn't have to go to work. I would say at least 2 out of the 20 may even accomplish a goal and not involve totally spacing out all day or turning the whole day into one big nap.
So really as of this writing I could still be slugging it out at Judicial, it appears that a few ex-co-workers are in hot water for the ever so terrible crime of looking into a directory with some one else's name on it on a shared server. One has already resigned in liu of taking a dump truck load of crap and still be forever on the shite list. A 9 year employee and most likely one of the best techs on the team; let go without a single care.
The second was my old partner @ Adams. Ghetto is a good guy and made a mistake on like his second week on the job and looked in a directory on the shared server. I could write volumes about what I think about this, but I'm no longer there and really would like to forget much of that time.
So this post is really a place marker in time, I don't have a point; no moral or reason to what has been spewed forth other than the knowledge that sometimes we revert back to what we know best, be it for safety or used as a safety net when one is falling. Don't fear those old boots, but do mind your feet; sometimes the most comfortable pair of shoes cause you the most damage.
Hey by FEAR
HEY!
HEY, HEY, HEY
HEY!
(Quoting Lee Ving lead singer for FEAR - 'If any one of youz can figure out the words to this here song claim your prize in the men's room')
UMC was over 300 beds, making it a fairly sizable hospital, still in the medium range but getting real close to a large (usually 400+ beds) facility. Good ol Platte Valley Medical Center has 70 beds, I can tour the whole facility, every single department in roughly 23 minutes, as with UMC it was a good hour and a half (not including getting stuck in elevators). PVMC is a "non smoking campus" as UMC was a good luck not getting mugged campus (not really - but I needed a catchy comparision). At UMC we were a swarthy band of techs following our leader CIO Barbie into the jaws of hell. Then Barbie left and things were never really the same. Sy has moved on to security and according to G he really is digging it as well as making pretty damn good coin. I'm glad, Sy needed a place to put down roots, he was never really big on change or adventure.
This is a good spot for me at this time and place in my life, I'm sure frustrations and other things will come round to make me believe I made the mistake of a lifetime, but think about it; have you been happy and right with the universe every single day on your job? I would bet the farm you said no, if you didn't either you don't work or really shouldn't be reading this blog. Working for a living is a drag at best. You can think of at least 20 different things you could be doing if you didn't have to go to work. I would say at least 2 out of the 20 may even accomplish a goal and not involve totally spacing out all day or turning the whole day into one big nap.
So really as of this writing I could still be slugging it out at Judicial, it appears that a few ex-co-workers are in hot water for the ever so terrible crime of looking into a directory with some one else's name on it on a shared server. One has already resigned in liu of taking a dump truck load of crap and still be forever on the shite list. A 9 year employee and most likely one of the best techs on the team; let go without a single care.
The second was my old partner @ Adams. Ghetto is a good guy and made a mistake on like his second week on the job and looked in a directory on the shared server. I could write volumes about what I think about this, but I'm no longer there and really would like to forget much of that time.
So this post is really a place marker in time, I don't have a point; no moral or reason to what has been spewed forth other than the knowledge that sometimes we revert back to what we know best, be it for safety or used as a safety net when one is falling. Don't fear those old boots, but do mind your feet; sometimes the most comfortable pair of shoes cause you the most damage.
Hey by FEAR
HEY!
HEY, HEY, HEY
HEY!
(Quoting Lee Ving lead singer for FEAR - 'If any one of youz can figure out the words to this here song claim your prize in the men's room')
Monday, March 3, 2008
In The Home Stretch
Right so not counting today I've got 4 more days to slug it with judicial. Wednesday we have a meeting with the nut job that runs this department, so that will be a late in and an early out :). I'll be meeting with the HR person from the new job on Thursday, doubt I'll even turn up at the old job. Then there is Friday, pretty much rounding up what belongs to me, and turning in what doesn't, then will most likely call it a day :). So all in all not a bad week ahead. So in an effort to fight off being totally bored (pretty damn quiet at the old job) I spent the moring typing up a long assed email to Sy, had totally forgot that I hadn't told him about the job change or how the new house was coming along. I was pretty sure that I had sent him an email right back about 2 weeks ago, but it appears that it didn't send or I just spaced and saved it without sending. Either way it needed the latest news, so there it is.
March 26th is our offical closing date on the new house, I just want the movers to turn up, put all of our crap on the truck and get it there. While I'm totaly psyched about getting the new house the hassle of moving is just well suxors. I'm very curious about the new job as well, I'm pretty sure that I'll be writing my own ticket there and can't wait to get started, fingers crossed that I will like it and make a good go of it; we shall see.
Life in the EQ2 world: It truely amazes me how this happens. Basically I was getting a bit bored and directionless in game, reading the comments that other players are making in chat channels about this or that was getting a bit depressing. After the insodents of the other day I had started on a program of not taking the game too serious anyway. So I figured I'd spare myself some greif and turned off the chat channels for my past levels. Then I went about figuring out what I wanted to do next. I decided that this weeks obsession would be leveling my Fury, the week end was great! I got 3 of possibly the best PUG's I've had in game and Ratius just went along his way to leveling. What I discovered is I'm not too bad at the healing thing. I managed to solo heal 3 instances (all a few levels higher than my toon currently is)and got alot of things done for myself and others in the group(s). To me that is what game is truely all about, having fun with others who are having fun. No one pointing fingers when a death/wipe occures and folks genuinely having fun and not trying to lewt whore or accusing others of lewt whoring. Good runs, good exp and a renewed out look on game. I guess without a few lows, the highs wouldn't be as fun.
I also noticed that running my own guild is way better than filling in a spot in someone else's vision of a guild. Crimson Corsairs pretty much proved to me that guildies aren't always your friends, and some folks when you try to be a friend to them are nothing more than lecherious bitches in the end. Shut up and go with the program or you are nothing more than drama to them. In The Order we don't do that, everyone is always willing to lend a hand when needed but still independant enough to go about doing their own thing. We haven't been busting balls to level the guild but in a steady pace have managed to hit level 29. Big deal you say? Well it is, figuring I dug the guild out of minus 15 levels, then brought it up to level 19 before reopening the doors. So really in 5 months time just being steady we have gained 10 levels. Kudos to me guildies for that, there are about 10 of us that are on steady, more or less 5 of us (not counting all my alts that get in a shot here and there)doing the majority of the work, we have not done bad at all. Ryuuza (my senior officer) has really been good about reminding me that The Order is a no pressure guild and that she wouldn't want to be guilded anywhere else. OK sure alot of it is that I have a crafter for every need that keeps most around, but I think the fact that I have shown that a guild leader can be more than the figurehead of the guild, will turn up to help out the guildies and also make crafted items as fast as the can request em has helped quite a bit as well. I realize that alot of the pressure from game I put on myself. I won't be the first level 80 on either side, many folks have beaten me there quite steadily. I don't have to be anything except another pixel runner having fun. I feel pretty good about playing again, I always enjoyed the paper and pencil D & D that Sy and I played for so many years. I like doing something new in game, not all of my toons have done the exact same thing, not the exact same way. Some toons have done this raid or instance or finished that quest or the other. Each one has it's own personality and own set of experiances, in total I've experianced much of the games content, I'm sure with getting a few toons into the 80's I'll have seen alomst everything in one way or the other. All in all a good experiance (a big time sink) but a good experiance over all. Everything in life has it's ups and downs, much like life you brush yerself off and carry on. I managed to move on from GP and have pretty much become a distant memory to them and think I feak out Kouric, Rone and Koram when one of my alts runs past them, stops and bows or waves. Yep think I've been erased in the memories of my old guildies; that in itself is kind of fun :). So then on to CC, still get a tell or two from a couple of the nicer folks, but for all tense and purpose I've been written off from their end to. I've made alot of contacts getting out in the big bad world of Norrath, lots of folks wanting me to join their guild or just adventure and group. It's a nice feeling when you can happily accept or decline at your own leasure. Yep it's good to be guild leader, sometimes it's really good.
March 26th is our offical closing date on the new house, I just want the movers to turn up, put all of our crap on the truck and get it there. While I'm totaly psyched about getting the new house the hassle of moving is just well suxors. I'm very curious about the new job as well, I'm pretty sure that I'll be writing my own ticket there and can't wait to get started, fingers crossed that I will like it and make a good go of it; we shall see.
Life in the EQ2 world: It truely amazes me how this happens. Basically I was getting a bit bored and directionless in game, reading the comments that other players are making in chat channels about this or that was getting a bit depressing. After the insodents of the other day I had started on a program of not taking the game too serious anyway. So I figured I'd spare myself some greif and turned off the chat channels for my past levels. Then I went about figuring out what I wanted to do next. I decided that this weeks obsession would be leveling my Fury, the week end was great! I got 3 of possibly the best PUG's I've had in game and Ratius just went along his way to leveling. What I discovered is I'm not too bad at the healing thing. I managed to solo heal 3 instances (all a few levels higher than my toon currently is)and got alot of things done for myself and others in the group(s). To me that is what game is truely all about, having fun with others who are having fun. No one pointing fingers when a death/wipe occures and folks genuinely having fun and not trying to lewt whore or accusing others of lewt whoring. Good runs, good exp and a renewed out look on game. I guess without a few lows, the highs wouldn't be as fun.
I also noticed that running my own guild is way better than filling in a spot in someone else's vision of a guild. Crimson Corsairs pretty much proved to me that guildies aren't always your friends, and some folks when you try to be a friend to them are nothing more than lecherious bitches in the end. Shut up and go with the program or you are nothing more than drama to them. In The Order we don't do that, everyone is always willing to lend a hand when needed but still independant enough to go about doing their own thing. We haven't been busting balls to level the guild but in a steady pace have managed to hit level 29. Big deal you say? Well it is, figuring I dug the guild out of minus 15 levels, then brought it up to level 19 before reopening the doors. So really in 5 months time just being steady we have gained 10 levels. Kudos to me guildies for that, there are about 10 of us that are on steady, more or less 5 of us (not counting all my alts that get in a shot here and there)doing the majority of the work, we have not done bad at all. Ryuuza (my senior officer) has really been good about reminding me that The Order is a no pressure guild and that she wouldn't want to be guilded anywhere else. OK sure alot of it is that I have a crafter for every need that keeps most around, but I think the fact that I have shown that a guild leader can be more than the figurehead of the guild, will turn up to help out the guildies and also make crafted items as fast as the can request em has helped quite a bit as well. I realize that alot of the pressure from game I put on myself. I won't be the first level 80 on either side, many folks have beaten me there quite steadily. I don't have to be anything except another pixel runner having fun. I feel pretty good about playing again, I always enjoyed the paper and pencil D & D that Sy and I played for so many years. I like doing something new in game, not all of my toons have done the exact same thing, not the exact same way. Some toons have done this raid or instance or finished that quest or the other. Each one has it's own personality and own set of experiances, in total I've experianced much of the games content, I'm sure with getting a few toons into the 80's I'll have seen alomst everything in one way or the other. All in all a good experiance (a big time sink) but a good experiance over all. Everything in life has it's ups and downs, much like life you brush yerself off and carry on. I managed to move on from GP and have pretty much become a distant memory to them and think I feak out Kouric, Rone and Koram when one of my alts runs past them, stops and bows or waves. Yep think I've been erased in the memories of my old guildies; that in itself is kind of fun :). So then on to CC, still get a tell or two from a couple of the nicer folks, but for all tense and purpose I've been written off from their end to. I've made alot of contacts getting out in the big bad world of Norrath, lots of folks wanting me to join their guild or just adventure and group. It's a nice feeling when you can happily accept or decline at your own leasure. Yep it's good to be guild leader, sometimes it's really good.
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