OMG WTF

I’ve had two days in my Network+ class. Two days to realize I am in far, far over my head. (Have I mentioned that I am vertically challenged?) I’m seeing words like “signal” and “frequency” and “nm” (that’s a nanometer. I didn’t even know they had those) If I had known I was going to have to be an electrical engineer in order to maintain and support a computer network, I might have re-thought this whole process.

In two days (not even two full(-duplex) days, more like half(-duplex) days for 4 or 5 hours) I have encountered ALL of these acronyms. Most of them have cutesy pronunciations, like “fuddy” for FDDI. I can’t remember to say “fuddy” – I don’t even know what FDDI stands for yet! Or “scuzzy” for SCSI. For some reason, I can remember “scuzzy.” Oh well.

Then there are all the words that I thought meant one thing, but really mean something else. Words like “microwave” and “bridge” and “hub” and “port.”

All I can say is:

BFD!

Because I know what that means! FFS!

shrinking potions and unconscious mutterings

HELP! I’M SHRINKING!

Someone spiked my drink with a shrinking potion and now

I’m getting smaller and smaller and I’m freaking out because the cat is

staring at me with a weird look in her eye and I’m afraid to go outside – I don’t want

to get eaten by a stray. Please help me … help …

…….. help ….

. . . .

I’m easily amused. Sorry. (I stole the idea from a book I read in junior high and I can’t for the life of me remember the name of it)

Oh, you wanted Unconscious Mutterings? Of course, what was I thinking?

(I was actually thinking that I need to do my homework – right NOW – but I’ve already been working on it for 2 days and I HATE THIS CLASS because it’s HARD. 

Also, I’m starting the Network+ class tomorrow, plus the Phoenix stuff, so if I’m not around much in the next two weeks, don’t worry that some mad scientist gave me a shrinking potion [even though it could totally happen].)

Sorry, got distracted again. No, I’m not ADHD, I’m just … ohhhh, shiny!

LunaNina provides the words, you say what you think … and then you read other people’s answers and go, “Why didn’t I think of that!?”

1. Guest ::
2. Impact ::
3. Unplanned ::
4. Tactic ::
5. Delayed ::
6. Bombastic ::
7. Comfort ::
8. Trumpet ::
9. Joe ::
10. Budget ::

Gay Transformers

Is everything a race issue? Now the movie Transformers has racial overtones? Seriously? We’ve been reduced to this? Apparently two minor characters (robots) in the movie downloaded information from the Internet and then formed speech patterns from that – and ended up kind of gangster. Here’s what the (black) actor said:

“It’s an alien who uploaded information from the Internet and put together the conglomeration and formed this cadence, way of speaking and body language that was accumulated over X amount of years of information and that’s what came out,” the 40-year-old actor said. “If he had uploaded country music, he would have come out like that.”

It’s not fair to assume the characters are black, he said.

“It could easily be a Transformer that uploaded Kevin Federline data,” Wilson said. “They were just like posers to me.”

So the actor didn’t think anything of it, but someone might be offended.  I thought Obama’s election ended the race question. I thought a vote for Obama settled it – that a vote for him meant everything was cool now. Since America gave him a landslide, I thought we weren’t racist anymore. What about Justice Thomas, and about-to-be-confirmed Sotomayor? What about Colin Powell and Chris Rock and Will Smith and Bill Cosby? Hell, we let OJ go – wasn’t that good enough?

These kinds of stories just make my head explode. America can’t get past race because the media keeps stirring it up and looking for motives that don’t exist. Then the people reading those stories – kind, honest people who aren’t racist – start questioning their own motives and second-guessing everything they do.

Or the media completely ignore someone who actually is stirring the racial pot. Jeremiah Wright anyone? How about a dose of racial poison in the name of God? Yet the media didn’t go after him until they were forced to – and Obama didn’t distance himself until it was politically impossible for him to stay in that church. But it’s okay if it comes from that side of the racial divide, right?

The problem is never going to go away – it’s like a zit we just keep picking at. Is it getting better? Is it gone? Is the Clearasil working? We never give it a chance to heal.

About 18 months ago, I got into a very heated argument with the racist asshole I used to work with. (Click the link; it’s worth a read)  A few months ago I said something (don’t remember what) that brought up politics again. Yeah, I know. I never learn. Anyway she said, “That’s weird. I thought you voted for Obama.” I guess it’s weird when someone stands up for what is right – even when they disagree with the person they’re defending. It didn’t seem weird to me at all. It seemed like the right thing to do. And I happen to believe there are more people like me than there are people like the Racist Asshole.

Maybe I’ll go see Transformers this weekend and see if I can find any other hidden social agendas in the plot. Is there a gay or lesbian Transformer? No? Why not? Oh my God!

REPRESENT!

Things I don’t care about (that probably make me a bad person)

Since no one (except Len and Lass) seems to care about my outside step-cat, I thought I’d make a whole list of things I don’t care about.  I’ll go ahead and put the disclaimer right here, where everyone can see it: If you’re reading this and you think I’m talking about you, see#5

In no particular order, I don’t care about:

1. Gay marriage. Yes, I said it. I don’t care.
2. If Rob Pattinson and Kristen Stewart are a couple
3. Your (insert body part) pain
4. Jon and Kate Gosselin
5. Your inner turmoil, real or imagined. Also your ego, real or imagined.
6. Your (alleged) Christianity
7. Lapel pins or rubber wrist bands showing “support” for a cause
8. Your thoughts on geopolitics
9. Iran
10. Reality/game  shows with D list celebrities (I’m a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here, The Superstars, Dancing with the Stars, Celebrity Password, ad nauseum)

Lucky FeatherTail and the evil twin

I’ve been stalking Lucky FeatherTail* for weeks – and I finally got a picture of her without a window between us. She has been living under my neighbor’s shed – and I’ve been feeding her on the side of the house.

It’s a bit confusing to tell them apart because Indy has an evil twin that lives next door.

He** looks exactly like Indy. Same head shape, same size, and no visible white markings. He has green eyes, though, and Indy’s are gold with only a little green.

Then we have Lucky FeatherTail – who is such a scaredy cat that it has taken two weeks to get a decent picture of her. This time, she let me open the door, walk onto the deck and take a picture.  Check out that tail. It’s the most awesomest thing ever.

But when I took one step closer to the rail, she freaked out, even though I was still a good twenty feet away and two flights of steps above her. She ducked back under the shed.

And this cat also has a twin, that has the same small, triangular head and almost-crossed eyes, but its tail is unspectacular. Which makes me sad for the little guy, having to live in his sister’s tail-shadow like that.

*Got a better name?

**Why am I sure that Indy’s twin is a boy and Lucky FeatherTail is a girl? Because I said so.

(I’ve always wanted to say that!)