October 2, 2017

Hating America

Sadly, this is the conversation that plays in my head as I watch and read people yelling indistinctly about disrespecting a flag or an anthem.

Babsy: Them NFL players brave, sah. Nuff respec’

Chad: You’re so hateful. Why do you hate America?

Babsy: “Hate America”? Well that would be quite a feat.

Chad: Huh?

Babsy: Well … “America” is an undefined concept at worst or vaguely defined at best. “The Americas” broadly refer to 3 continents and a cluster of islands in a protected expanse of water nestled in the curve of the North, South, and Central American continents. It includes diverse cultures and ethnicities evolved from the cultures of Natives to the region across the globe to the Asians and everything in between. South and Central America are predominantly Latino in cultural themes, North America is a conglomeration of several European cultures blended in with Native, African, and Asian tones. And the Caribbean is largely the descendants of slaves but includes many other ethnicities as well such as Germans descended from refugees in the World Wars, and the descendants of the indentured servants from the far East to name one or two. Well … to be honest … the concept of “blended” in North America is wishful thinking at this point in history, for where our forebears may have dreamed of a cultural melting put, what we have today is a mix of vinegar, water, and oil … and someone’s got a match lit under the whole caboodle.

Chad: What the hell are you talking about? I mean the flag and the vets and the anthem. If you support those sons of bitches and their protest, you are anti-American.

Babsy: (shaking her head) Ah .. Chad, Chad, Chad … my dear boy …

Chad: Don’t you call me “boy”, bitch.

Babsy: (sighing and rolling her eyes) Chad? If symbols such as a song, a flag, and an ideological concept of a collective entity consisting of a diverse range people in a very nebulous sense is of more consequence to you than people telling you their lived experiences are fraught with danger … then the problem isn’t those “sons of bitches”, Chad. The problem is you.

September 20, 2017

Whoops! Amazon goofed ... hilariously!

On Tuesday, Amazon let me know that someone had bought something on my baby registry (yay?) and it was on the way.

say WHAT now?

I gotta tell you … I was floored for quite a while. Amazon rarely makes mistakes and when they do they are quick to rectify and/or apologize. I clicked the link.

Yeah, yeah … I know … phishing alert and all that … I was floored, remember?

So I clicked the link and was brought to the “Start your baby registry” page. I know that at some point in the past I had started a baby stuff list on amazon; back when babies were possible for me, that is. Which made the whole deal so much more confusing for me. I was almost 100% sure that I had deleted that list. In fact, I WAS 100% sure I deleted the list because I remember I couldn’t do it after the miscarriage or after the hysterectomy. I remember I had to wait a while to go do it so I wouldn’t burst into tears as I did it. Worse still, when I created the list, Amazon hadn’t launched their baby registry feature yet so it was practically impossible that I had accidentally had a registry there that someone stumbled onto and bought something. So “Start your registry” was not an unsurprising message for me to find. What was confusing, then, was how then could I have gotten that notifcation?

Well, I had field hours soon so I shelved that conundrum for today when I would be better able to troubleshoot.

This morning, though, this was in my inbox:


Cue the laughter, yeah? 😁 Amazon … you got jokes.

July 19, 2017

A New Day


I know.

Things look different. I got tired of bluehost and their constant and neverending downtimes. On a weekly basis, I’d get up to 3-5 messages telling my site was down. Not that anyone was reading it anyway, but it was still annoying if for no other reason than the spamming of my inbox. Besides, considering I am writing much less often than I used to, the cost just didn’t seem justifiable. So bluehost is no more.

A friend of mine was experimenting with a virutal server. And most of you know I have a helluva background in IT and lately I’ve been missing the messing around in tech stuff. I decided that “that IT stuff” was so enjoyable that I was going to integrate it into my new paradigm as “self-care”.

That started with building a gaming machine for myself. I’ve been using iMacs for years as my gaming machine. The story goes back to about 2006 or so. I kept losing my machine due to underpowered power supplies mostly. I’d either burn my PSU out or the underpowered aspect would crash my hard drive. And if it wasn’t one of those two things, expansion cards would conflict with each other and I’d spend an inordinate amount of time trying to get the damn thing to work. It was exhausting … especially since I was doing that as part of my job. Hence … my first iMac.

For the next few years, the iMac was a pretty sufficiently powered machine to handle at least World of Warcraft. The last batch or two, though … horrid. The last iMac I had was so very slow that I could almost launch the game (or even a browser) and go pour myself a drink, take a piss, and a shower and come back and it’d still be loading. Considering school is taking up most of my time, I was good with that for the most part. It didn’t make sense to spend money just so I can load my game faster for the 2-4 hours a week I did get to game. As a self-care measure, though, it made far more sense to me.

Since building it, though, it’s as if I have an addiction. I have played more in tech in the last few months than I have in YEARS. Last time I spent this much time playing around in *nix command lines was when the hubster was in Afghanistan. :)

New toys I’ve discovered? DigitalOcean.com, Pi-Hole (and I’ve got pi-hole running on a RaspberryPi), and, of course, Hugo.

Anyway … it might be a while until you hear from me again. You know how to reach me. :)

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