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2011-07-18:

Woopie. It was great, it rained a bit, then the sun immediately came out and dried everything up again, and made it super humid. Sigh.

 

Pretty quiet weekend, spent Sunday basically reading Requiem for the Sun, the forth book in the Symphony of Ages universe. Got through most of it, but did have to finish it up today. Here’s the first paragraph:

 

“The light of the harbor torches fluttered on the waves and reflected back at the night sky, a dim imitation of the waxing moon that hung stubbornly above the end of the quay, ducking in and out of the clouds racing past on the wind.” — Elizabeth Haydon

The first paragraph, which is also the first sentence. Reading that just make me go, yeah, this person is a much better writer then myself. Oh well.

 

Saturday I did the one job in the morning, two laptops that needed some work because they were never seen by me when they were bought. Silly. They are also using the crappy “rental” road runner router, the one I have cursed out in the past if you’ll recall, so I think their basic problems stem from that and not the machine. Which still needed to be set up properly.

 

Picked berries, did some things around here, went over to Sean’s. Game went quite well, though in retrospect my ESP roll should have told me what powers were active in the area which would have changed the outcome drastically. Oh well, he left us guessing until the end, and I came up with some interesting sunglasses someone can wear and become “immune” to illusion if they think something funny is going on. Basically it shows a real time image normally, but it can be switched to a record mode, where it shows a second or so in the past. Then you can sort of look at reality with one eye and the recording with the other and see what’s different. That’s the illusion. Future technology is so great.

 

Friday I set up a backup the guy had bought. Came back here, got changed, went over to putty the windows, which I did. Then had pizza and Heather Present Day. Came back here and did some ODST of all things, trying to get Sean/Mizzy those last few achievements they needed. Didn’t… go so well. Sorry Mizzy.

 

Shopping today of course. Turned in my ink which I have forgotten the last two weeks. Only two more books to read before I can start going back to the library again, having finished the box of Manga I got for Christmas. There is still the bag though, which I noticed afterwords. Whoops. I went back to the place I was friday as it seems his crappy Dell d610 monitor backlight died, so I wanted to confirm and get him the price of a replacement. Also brought him a heavy piece of crap CRT monitor he could use. Wow, almost forgot what joy it was lugging those things around. 

 

Came back here, thought of more plot ideas for the book/Maho adventure and finished up the book like I said before. Then at 3:30 saw Bob and Bob, set him up with various things, an actual hour of work! Amazing!

 

Came back here, dinner, got ready for tomorrow because Sean want to do some more challenges tonight “early” so I’m writing this just before 7:00. Not many calls today, one lady who wants to what “what antivirus you gave me” like it matters. Dave with his 7 second message and the hotel with a bunch of PC parts they want me to assemble into something resembling a working machine. Uh huh. So I guess I’ll have some work tomorrow at least. Looks pretty sunny it the forecast, maybe I’ll get over and finish those windows up, shouldn’t take me too long after all. 

 

Looking forward to this Sunday, our big 92 years young celebration for my grandmother. Should be the preverbal blast, will she make it to 93? Are there people reacting badly to that thought? I think the answer is blowing in the wind.