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I came in to my blog a couple of minutes ago hoping that there was a new post to read when I realized that it was my blog and there wouldn’t be anything new unless I wrote it.

I think I’m losing it. Maybe I have a memory leak.

I went to get my allergy shot this morning and was the first person there. I’m always the first person there. I get there at like 7:40a and they don’t open until 8:00a, but the door’s open so I just go in and read whatever book I’m reading until I can get my shot. I went in today and it was colder in the doctor’s office than it was outside. How is that even possible? If the heat is off inside and there’s no air conditioning, wouldn’t the inside heat up and cool down at roughly the same temperature as the outside? Not this time.

Went to Amazon today to fill up my pre-order schedule. I like getting prizes in the mail. I ended up buying:

I even still had a $5 promotional gift certificate in my account. How sweet is that? Free shipping, and I’m good to go. I should be getting something fun and new in the mail every, like, week or two between now and April.

Due to my fear of atrophy (and the fact that Jenn and I both have these distinct non-abs where we should see abs), we’ve started another get-in-shape routine. The flavor this month is BalanceBall. We got one of those big yoga exercise ball things and a beginner’s workout DVD because we’re big pussies.

After doing it a couple of times, I’ve had a chance to form an opinion. First, this is definitely my kind of workout. It’s mostly stretching and relaxation, so after I’m done I’m totally chilled out. Second, I’d much rather sit on the ball and bounce like it’s a hippity-hop than actually do any sort of workout. The thing is, bouncing on the ball is also good for you if you do it for like 5 minutes or more. Finally, the chick on the yoga video is one of those fruitcake hippies who tells you to breathe and “create space inside yourself” and “feel the stress flow out of you” and crap like that. The chick bugs me, but the workout’s pretty decent.

The only problem is that because it dedicates itself to showing you relaxation and stretching techniques, there’s no workout to it. That is, I’m not toning up by lounging around. Now that we’ve done this one a few times, I think Jenn’s looking at getting a new one that has a little more work to it.

Hey, man, anything’s better than sit-ups.

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I finally got in contact with Dave, the facilities guy, regarding my lost Tron figure. He made it sound like he had some sort of grabbing or reaching device I could borrow, and that got my hopes up.

He had a broom.

Had I known I was waiting for the opportunity to borrow a broom, I probably would have continued my pen-taping efforts. But I didn’t, so I didn’t.

The broom worked pretty well. I taped a couple of paper clips to the end to form a reasonably stable hook and after a couple minutes of fishing, I was set to go. I fished the figure out of the depths and it emerged wearing a small coat made out of dust bunny fur. Apparently it had been down there longer than I realized.

The Tron populace reunited, I moved them to a more secure location where they won’t fall back behind there. Should that happen, I will probably make the suggested trip to Home Depot to fashion a more stable fishing mechanism.

In other news, the weekend came and went uneventfully. I bought Introducing the Hardline According to Terence Trent D’Arby at the local Wherehouse and am reasonably pleased with the purchase. I am trying to conserve funds now that I’ve gotten my Visa bills from the holiday season, so I admit to having my fair share of buyer’s remorse over the $8 purchase. I’m enjoying the music, though, so I can’t be too hard on myself.

Speaking of buyer’s remorse, Jenn and I went to the new Whole Foods store in downtown Portland and both of us were quite impressed. They offer a wide array of very interesting and uncommon foods there that were fun to look at, though the pricing on them made it unreasonable to shop there on a regular basis. In order to get our parking validated we had to buy something, so I bought a jar of mango salsa and a macadamia nut candy bar. The candy bar, we knew, was $2, but it was something new to try so we ignored the ridiculous cost for an item probably 2”x1”x1” in size. The mango salsa was another story.

We tried a sample of the stuff and fell in love with it so we had to pick up a jar… but there was no price on it. I’m normally smart enough to know the “if you have to ask, you can’t afford it” rule, but I was blinded by flavor. (Figure that one out!) At checkout, I found the jar of salsa cost me $6! Holy shit!

So we left the store with our candy bar and our salsa, $8 lighter but with validated parking. All in all, a rather successful trip. I still can’t believe it was $6 for that salsa, though.

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I have a lot of toys in my cubicle. I won’t lie to you. They’re everywhere. The thing is, I know where every single one of them is, and I know what I have. If you take something, I may not notice the very instant that it’s gone, but I will notice that it’s gone.

I was sitting today and noticed that one of my Tron figures is missing.

My first thought was, “Those scheming rat-bastard cleaning motherfuckers stole my figure!” Then I remembered that I have been monitoring them with my surveillance camera nightly and have not seen them take anything. They’d either have to be really slick or totally innocent.

Then I thought maybe it had fallen under my desk. My file cabinets are all on wheels (they slide under the desk; the desk is attached to the cube walls), so I slid the closest one out. It wasn’t there. It was then that I figured out where the figure went.

I sit next to a large, unopenable window. Now, keeping in mind that my desk attaches to the cube walls, obviously you realize it can’t attach to the window, right? Which means that there is a cube wall that runs at waist height along the window, just underneath it, that the desk can attach to. This further means that there is probably a one or two inch gap between the window/wall and the cube wall.

Guess where the figure went.

The problem now was how to get it out. I tried fishing it out with the retractable string attached to my work badge and a paperclip, but that wasn’t long enough to reach down there. I opened the Venetian blinds on the window and tried using the blind cord (the window’s probably six feet tall if it’s an inch), and that was long enough but made me realize that “fishing” wasn’t too accurate or easy.

The next train of thought led me to believe that if I could stick a pole or something down there with a hook on it, that would be good. Or the pole could have something sticky on the end that I could stick to the figure. Either way, right? Well, nothing around here is long enough, so I started taping pens together to make a stick with. After about ten pens, I found that it was going to take me a good 30 pens to reach where I needed to get to. So that plan went out the door.

The last thought I had was that I could remove the panel from the bottom of the cube wall that the power and phone cords run through and then I could reach under and get it… but I can’t figure out how to get the panel off without destroying it, so that didn’t work.

I’ve given up. On my limited resources, I can’t get it out of there without spending some serious time on it. I ended up contacting Dave the facilities guy (nice guy, too) to help me get it out. He’s coming up tomorrow morning.

What an ordeal.

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I had lunch with my good friend Liz today at Jack in the Box. The last time I saw her was prior to the holidays, so it was nice to see her again and catch up on what happened over break. Shame on her for not visiting this site first.

She brought up the fact that she’ll be 30 in ten days (or, more accurately, “the first anniversary of her 29th birthday is in ten days”) and her life is turning into Bridget Jones’s Diary.

This got me thinking: I don’t know of any guys who are concerned over aging. I mean, if you ask a guy how old he is, he’ll probably answer you straight without referencing how many years ago he left his 20’s. Women, on the other hand, seem generally preoccupied with how quickly life is slipping away and the effects this could potentially have on them.

Not that that’s a bad thing, necessarily, it was just the difference in thought process that struck me.

Honestly, I don’t think Liz has anything to worry about. She’s a hottie and really smart to boot, and if she’d get the hell out of her house, I’m sure she could find some really great guy who’d snap her up. (Are you hearing me, Liz?!?!) And if not, well, I don’t think that’s so big of a deal. I mean, it’s not like there’s some rule that says you have to be married by a certain age or anything.

Besides which, if all else fails, she can move in with Jenn and I and join my harem. :)

But I digress.

Anyway, lunch was good (love the “Ultimate Cheeseburger”) and she gave me my Christmas gift, The Twilight Zone Companion by Marc Scott Zicree. Everything you’ve ever wanted to know about the Twilight Zone but were afraid to ask. Gotta love that. Now to begin my collection of TZ DVDs.

Finally, a throwback to yesterday’s post - I found out that one of the problems I ran into with the SharePoint Portal Server 2001 SP2 is actually a known issue that they’re going to publish a knowledge base article about. I think it should be in the readme file instead, since I’d never have gone to look in the KB; I’d have assumed the problem was due to the install of the service pack and called it a day. Oh, those crazy Microsoft guys!

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I never really realized how much of a night person I am until I came back to work this week.

During my vacation, I pretty much started inverting my schedule, staying up really late (well, 1:00a or thereabouts, which is late for me nowadays) and sleeping in. It was a very easy thing to do, staying up until then and getting up around 8 or 9 the next morning. But going back to the “wake up at 6:15a, in bed by 10:30p” routine is another matter entirely. I’m so beat on that schedule. I feel like it’s way too early when I wake up, and then I’m not tired when it’s time to sleep at night. I need to reset my body clock or something.

I’m reading this book Inside Delta Force by Eric L. Haney. It’s actually a really cool document of how they formed the counterterrorist unit of the US Army. The interesting thing about books like this is that I know I don’t have the physical or mental abilities it would take to do this stuff (but I like to sometimes imagine that I do) and reading about these guys in these dangerous situations, risking their lives for the civilian population and whatnot really makes me admire them for their efforts. Reading it, you almost feel like you’re there, right alongside the guy as he goes through the selection and training process and finally goes through various missions. Very interesting stuff.

I’ve spent all day at work today rebuilding servers. It’s tedious, time consuming crapwork and I’m really quite sick of it. The only redeeming factor is that it does give me a little reading time during the install process. Why am I rebuilding these machines? Glad you asked…

I am in charge of implementing this product called SharePoint Portal Server at work. I’ve talked about it before here. It’s sort of like a document management server that allows folks to collaborate on things and disseminate information in a convenient format. It’s a pretty nifty thing the way they tie a web front-end to the document management back-end to make it all one convenient package.

In my workings with it, though, it seems that everything we want to do with it is something “out of the ordinary” or not outside the normal scope of what they intended it to do. At least, that’s what I’m guessing because I seem to find all sorts of problems and holes in it all the time - almost on a weekly basis. I have more product and developer support calls open right now than I can shake a stick at.

One of the calls I’ve talked about is the IE6 SP1 issue - if you install IE6 SP1 on a SharePoint Portal Server, it breaks the server. I finally got an answer from Microsoft - the latest service pack for SharePoint Portal Server, not yet released, mind you, is supposed to fix it. To demonstrate, they sent me the production version of the service pack so that I could try it. It’s not even available yet, but I’ve got it so I can fix my stuff. Good deal, right?

SharePoint Portal Server SP2 breaks SharePoint Portal Server, even worse than IE6 SP1 does.

I mean, if you put IE6 SP1 on your Portal Server box, you could work around the problem while MS worked out a fix. If you put SPS SP2 on there, it breaks so much stuff, you’re really screwed. You can’t connect to it with development tools anymore, stuff stops showing up in the web view of things… it’s just really messed up. I’ve sent my findings to the “Critical Problem Resolution Team” and we’ll see what they say.

Portal Server Geeks: Before you ask, NO, I can’t send you the service pack, and NO, I don’t know where you can find it. Our agreement with MS specifically prohibits me from providing you the software, and it’s not available on their web site yet. Trust me, that’s a good thing.

Anyway, my day is going slower than slow and I think I’ll probably be doing this for a long time tomorrow, too. They should really allow drinking on the job or something here. :)