I just discovered a cool service called Qik. It allows you to live stream video from your phone to their website, plus it saves it for later. I’m only using the free service to see how I like it for now. To view my live stream you can either click on the Videos link above, or go to:
Not much at this point other than my lame first video test.
This entry will make lemons out of lemonade.
It appears that we avoided another apocalypse! I was keeping a close eye on the park across the street as the predicted time of 6:00 pm came approached on May 21, 2011. My knowledge of bible scripture, albeit somewhat limited, was enough to know that children are considered “innocents” and would therefore be “raptured” along with all of the adult faithful. As I expected, the kids just continued laughing and playing and no sign of massive earthquakes being reported on the news.
For the record, I didn’t believe in any of Harold Camping’s predictions and laughed when I read his “math” computations for how he arrived at such a precise date and time for the rapture. I’ve never seen such a convoluted and confusing explanation to force somebody’s argument before. And to top it all off, to doubt the appointed time and not simply accept that this was going to happen was to cast doubt on your faith – so you just had to blindly believe or risk being “left behind.” What a joke.
What got me worried most about the doomsday prophesy was that at least one of my family members believed it was true. I was concerned that they would do something drastic, like some other cults have done, at the appointed time or after they realized it had passed and they weren’t included. Luckily I got an email a day later that at least let me know they were still alive.
Anyhow, I could ramble on and on about that scam, but I don’t want to take the time to type it. Ha!
In other news, my annual birthday camping (how’s that for a segue?!?) trip is not going to happen this year because Rece has to attend summer school. His lack of interest in school has come back to bite him and it ends up affecting not only me, but everybody else that was going to join us for the trip. What a bummer.
This entry likes the type of camping that involves tents.
Here’s a late night … or rather early morning update session. Got started on updating a server for a client a couple of hours later than I had hoped. So here I sit, waiting for a server to finish installing a bunch of updates because the prior IT guy never applied them. Joy.
This entry doesn’t want to talk about yawning.
Wow, it’s a new everything!
Life has changed considerably for me since 2011 began. I was laid off in January and then moved in with Dawn a couple of months later.
A little over three months along and everybody seems to have adjusted to all the changes. Rece is in a new school, still struggling with staying on the right path, but otherwise doing well. I’m keeping an eye out for business opportunities – making the best of all the free time I have without the 9-to-5.
Short blog post for now. Maybe I’ll try posting more often again.
This entry was originally scribbled in crayon.
I love my Google Voice service. The tools it provides in managing phone calls and message alerts is incredible, considering it’s a free service. One nice thing that it does is translates voice mail into text, then sends it to me as an email to my Gmail account and as an SMS Text message to my phone (breaking it into multiple texts, if longer than 160 characters).
Every so often I’ll get a message that proves to be a challenge for Google Voice to translate properly. Incidentally, it seems to have this problem with the same people leaving a message. I thought I’d share the latest voice mail-to-text message, as I found it quite perplexing …
“Hey Dave It’s wrong that I hey Canada capacity as money and not And I need everything over into a folder called old email, and I want to gmail. Like mail the on Dot Com and i are tied on my own messages and I just needed all of You know my older contacts in Bernie my old emails women archives front about how it works or whatever, so I’m not sure I would think that maybe I would just check in with you again and it doesn’t look like it’s doing and I sent some test from my work email to my personal email so if you can. 8 call me just definitely yeah. So anyway, I’ll look forward to hearing from you get when you get a chance talk to you soon bye bye.”
I’m not exactly sure, but there seems to be some sort of problem with Canada’s capacity that I need to resolve. I’ll see what I can do to fix that.
This entry wants Dave to know that he can’t do that.
I have to say that there is a heck of a lot of change going on in my life right now. At times it can feel almost overwhelming. Most of it is good, which is nice. You’ll have to settle for this vague post for now. At some point all will be revealed.
This entry is shifting daily.
Well, it appears that I’ve gotten myself involved with too many outlets and not enough time (or inclination) to do them all. So with my 365 days of photos project, my time spent playing LOTRO (Lord of the Rings Online) with friends, hanging out or talking with friends, and just spending time to myself, I’m finding that some things are falling behind – this blog especially.
One thing that I’m currently having a difficult time in staying focused on is my 365 days of photos project. With the exception of just 2 or 3 days, I’ve been dutifully snapping at least one picture a day and then posting it online on a regular basis. The part that’s sometimes frustrating is that my motivation to do it is sometimes lacking — sometimes for days at a time — and I end up taking some lame picture just to get it over with. Then there are the times when I feel like I’ve been bit by the shutterbug, but due to work or other engagements, I run out of time – or the opportunity passes.
So this post seems to be mostly to whine about having too many fun and interesting things to do and not being able to get to them all. I guess I’ll leave it there.
This entry is spinning, spinning, spinning!
Beware of people who are untrue to their words. Do not put up with dishonesty. Your word should be like iron. Others should come to learn this through your constant example.
Material things are temporary. The old saying “You can’t take it with you” is true. Spending more than you have is inviting disaster and risking enslavement. Save some, spend some, and then enjoy the rest – in that order.
Good friends are extremely hard to come by. You’ll be lucky to find one true friend in your lifetime.
Stand up for yourself, without threatening. A bully will usually back down when they suspect their mark might be more trouble than they thought; they are usually weak in spirit themselves.
Think. Then act. The reverse will get you into more trouble than you’d like.
Laugh! Laugh from the bottoms of your feet, up through your legs, into your gut, and expel it all through your lungs. Be blinded the tears of joy and revel in it.
This entry sits in a cave, high up the mountainside.
One of my friends is a recruiter. She matches people with companies looking to hire someone for a specific role. She forwarded me a funny email exchange she had with somebody who was interested in a medical writer position she had posted.
Applicant:
From: [wannabe medical writer]
Subject: Fw: medical writer> Hi
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> Am a health care worker who is also a writer
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> Have been writing for many years.
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> Have a post grad degree in pharmacology (Phd)
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> Have over 700 health related articles
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Have attached two of my writing samples
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> Reliable and punctual.
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> [name removed]
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> below are some medical sites that i have written for.
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> [links to sites removed]
Her reply:
Dear [wannabe medical writer],
Your message below does not have any complete sentences nor correct punctuation which does not demonstrate to us that you have strong writing abilities.
Best of luck in your search.
Applicant:
u are a first class fool
punctuation, stick it up your arse
This applicant is also quite eloquent, it seems. Needless to say, he’s not going to be considered for the writing position.
This entry wants to stick some punctuation up its arse!
