Things have been a bit hectic in our neck of the woods the past week. I feel like I’ve lost all sense of time and need a scorecard to keep track of appointments, events, and must-do lists. And no matter how much one might try to prepare, it always seems that this time of year is full up on “stuff”.
Gooooooal- Ohh, Err. Not.
Yesterday was my Tuesday soccer team’s championship game. Our record prior to yesterday was 9 wins, 0 losses, and 1 tie. The one tie was against the team we played yesterday. And after 90 minutes of what I like to term “pinball”, we racked up another tie, 0-0. But because of our superior record (including a goal differential, calculated based on how many goals scored and how many scored against us), we are still the Champions. Booorah, Headers! We rock. The scariest moment in the game was a penalty kick against us which thank jeebus, our kickass goalie Annie blocked. And then blocked a rebound attempt seconds later. She’s got my vote for MVP of the Season.
Of course, I had to take my usual beating during the game. My legs look like a bomb went off at my feet. I have more bruises than I have freckles. But, we’re off until at least the 8th of January, so I’ve got time to heal. And get fat and out of shape, too, so it’s a split decision. I hate the time off, but do enjoy the extra evening I get during the week.
The DVR, aka “Damnable Vexing Recorder”
Not quite two weeks ago, we ordered a DVR from Comcrap Comcast to be part of the “in” crowd who tapes their shows. (Because dog knows we need to sit in front of the tv, eat, and be generally vegetative.) However, I did something lamebrained and in retrospect, I have no idea what I was thinking.
I opted to install it, rather than have the cable company do it. Brilliant.
And thus the reason it sat for nearly two weeks. We couldn’t decipher the hieroglyphic-like instructions. It also didn’t help that we were given cables for an HDTV-ready tv, which we do not have and expressly told the morons at Comcastic we did not have.
But help came in the form of our buddy JMac, who for dinner and some yummy Bordeaux, hooked it up.
Of course, nothing is ever that simple. Despite JMac’s incredible expertise, something is wrong with the audio. About every 10-15 seconds there is this chirping/skipping noise, which totally ruins the viewing experience. And here I sit on my Sunday, awaiting the arrival of the Comidiot technician to fix the problem.
Christmas Notes, a la Lachlan
Some of my longtime readers know that I used to be quite Scroogish when it came to this time of year. I’ve either had a revelation or an undiagnosed head injury, because I am actually looking forward to the holidays. Maybe it’s my advancing years, or whatever. All I know is I find myself wishing it would snow, I’m not dreading gift buying (except for the “I’m broke as hell” aspect of things), and I am not totally sick over the fact that Bayou is going home. Things are shaping up to create a nice holiday season, I think. I know Bayou’s Christmas will be a bit more exciting, but I’m ok with it being sedate and solitary ’round here. Given the pace of work, I expect some quiet time will be beneficial before the clean-up that is January begins.
Because One Can Never Have Too Many Broken Electronics.
The final verdict on my pc? Deeeeeaaaaaaad. Dead, dead, dead. The 250g hard drive I brought (whose warranty died in June) is bad. I always suspected there was something funky with it, and now I am kicking myself for not returning it sooner. $200 or whatever it was down the drain. My lovely, wonderful, perfect iBook is running like a top, however. So I am set- until I want to upgrade said iBook, hehe. Which given the deadness of the big ol’ hard drive that never was, will probably be sooner than later.
And that’s all the boring news from here. What’s happening in your neck of the woods?
