Kevin's Watch

When nobody visits the Watch.

--A

Hey now. *I'm* here...

I have not once, but twice in my life, woken in the night with a mouse peering at me... from the vantage point of my own forehead.

Also, this morning it was not a cockroach but an Asian slug in the kitchen. And I stepped on it twice!!!

Combat boots.

What she said!

The mouse on the forehead? ..that's wild!

For me-
That moment when... you find that one of the milk gallons in the fridge is emptied of milk, but... now contains the dishrag?
(Not that epic, I know.)

deer of the dawn wrote:I have not once, but twice in my life, woken in the night with a mouse peering at me... from the vantage point of my own forehead.

--A

deer of the dawn wrote:I have not once, but twice in my life, woken in the night with a mouse peering at me... from the vantage point of my own forehead.

I suspect it's a rite of passage for them. One can't become an adult in Clan Squeaky until they spend 5 minutes sitting on DotD's forehead without her waking up. Since the little guy failed, he's going to have to try again.

Sorus wrote:I suspect it's a rite of passage for them. One can't become an adult in Clan Squeaky until they spend 5 minutes sitting on DotD's forehead without her waking up. Since the little guy failed, he's going to have to try again.

Clan Squeaky.
*thinks about the implications for a second*

--A

I was recently reminded of a moment, many years ago, when I wondered if anyone actually sent off for Bazooka Joe toys. So I spent about a week collecting the strips and when I had a bundle (and a sore jaw) I searched for something, anything really, that I could afford. Then posted the request.

A few days later there arrived a small package and inside was my Bazooka Joe beachball. It was that moment when blowing the thing up that I folded ... it must have took me an hour at least to blow the ball up between fits of laughing.

should have ordered the x-ray specs. I always wanted a pair.

That moment when your computer gets a "The User Profile Service failed the logon" error, and are able to figure out how to fix it yourself.

Haha, did you do a system restore? Or edit the registry?

(I hate that damn error. It's never happened to me, but people in the office get it all the time.)

--A

Registry edit. *And* I didn't back it up beforehand. I like to live dangerously.

I've gotten other weird things on this computer, but this was a first for this particular error message. The edit was easy enough to do. The worst part was figuring out how to get into Safe Mode. I didn't know I had to push the F8 repeatedly instead of just holding it down.

Or just hit it with a hammer.


I still haven't figured out what's wrong with mine. It works fine when it manages to boot up normally, which argues against most of the list of potential problems.

Ugh. Sorry, Sorus. Does your workplace give employee discounts for tech service?

Pfft...sounds like her workplace gives nothing for anything.

Sorus, try boot it off a disc or USB?

If it works, that might point to an OS or partition problem, which you could fix by re-installing (maybe).

--A

Avatar wrote:Pfft...sounds like her workplace gives nothing for anything.

Not true! They give me stress and high blood pressure.

The computer is actually under warranty at the place I bought it, which means schlepping it there and back, which I have not felt like dealing with. Feel free to kick me if I grumble about it again, because I need to stop procrastinating and just do it.

That moment when... awhile after your kids informed you that they were "playing a dumping water on each-other game" on their bed, you investigate, and find stuff as soaked as a sponge!

Sorus wrote:...which means schlepping it there and back, which I have not felt like dealing with. Feel free to kick me if I grumble about it again, because I need to stop procrastinating and just do it.

Well, the warranty probably expires in 11 months minus a bit, right?
I vote you just aim to get it back there by the time that is 2 weeks before that date.
(really more like 2-4 working days, but I'm saying 2 weeks because, procrastination... and now you know something about my standards for dealing with annoying things like that.)

Rune wrote:I was recently reminded of a moment, many years ago, when I wondered if anyone actually sent off for Bazooka Joe toys. So I spent about a week collecting the strips and when I had a bundle (and a sore jaw) I searched for something, anything really, that I could afford. Then posted the request.

A few days later there arrived a small package and inside was my Bazooka Joe beachball. It was that moment when blowing the thing up that I folded ... it must have took me an hour at least to blow the ball up between fits of laughing.

This story totally amused me!

It comes down to whether the problem or the solution is more of a hassle. I get home from work and I don't feel like dealing with it, then in the middle of rebooting 8 times trying to get Windows to come up, I reflect on the fact that I could've just dealt with it yesterday.