I am sitting here watching my work laptop work through some profane ritual masquerading as a BIOS update.
It's on its third reboot and each time it goes down, the sound system sounds like it is gasping for breath after being punched in the gut.
I am almost afraid to leave it alone until I see the desktop again.

84 days. it should be 22 days, but, here we are.

And this is why I went from getting off this account in 28 days to getting off this account in 90 days.
Tell me again how much better the new service providers are over my shop?

7X + 1Y = 12 just doesn't work when X and Y have to be whole numbers because they are the number of lines in the log for each error.
And no one cal tell me how they found 12 lines with errors in the log when there were only 8 records that had errors:
* 7 errors of one type
* 1 error of another
Sure, if Y=5, and X=1, then it works, but the equation doesn't balance if no one knows what X and Y are.

So how's your day going?

Day 6 of my wife with COVID19. I'm starting the count last Thursday when she was concerned enough by a sore throat that she asked for a home test. She didn't get a positive test till Saturday.
Looks like she will be back teaching tomorrow. I'm just hoping with 3 other teachers in her grade out sick, she isn't pushed to cover for others.
And it seems that I was able to avoid it, with negative tests Saturday and today.

Birthday dinner, by video chat, for reasons.

The joy of a surprise power outage while presenting something for work . . .
At least things seem stable now.

Just say today as the 27th school shooting of 2022. Today is the 144th day of 2022.
That is a school shooting every 5.3 days.
How do we get a dashboard of every shooting, every day, in the US?

I was in a reasonably good mood, and then I saw the news.
Now I am waiting for my wife to get home from her teaching job.

Oceana seems rather busy the last few days.

And I guess tonight there are fireworks somewhere nearby.

Some kind of really loud boom heard in Kempsville section of Virginia Beach.

The website for the pizza place I normally order from is down. I had to call them to order.
Human interaction, how horrible.

I have been on a phone call since 15:00 today. The day started at 07:00. And here I am waiting for 01:15 so I can give an estimate for when this piece of work will finish.
41 days till I get off this project.

All I can say today is that after working today, my executive function was completely burned out.

45 days.

I don't know about anyone else, but the last thing I expected when I shooed the moth out of the car was for it to fly into my ear.
Let me know if I start acting out of character.