Update
I'm been lax on updates lately. Then again, there hasn't been a lot to report on. Life has been dull, yet overly full at the same time, somehow.
As is becoming the usual pattern, I went to bed a few hours after I got home on Tuesday night, and slept until 7PM that next night. Then, I started fucking around with my phone, hard resetting it in an attempt to fix the problem I've been having with the call log not appending. Apparently, the call log was corrupt. I found out when it hard reset on me when I scrolled to one section that showed a bunch of incoming calls from a number listed as "ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ". After I wiped it out, it was fine. I didn't want to lose three years worth of logging, but at least now it'll log all new numbers. And that's more important. Also, this solved the issue I'd been having where the browser didn't load when I clicked on links. And in general, things seem to work smoother and better. I guess there was a lot of cruft in there. After all, I've been using a Palm since I had that Sony Clie ages ago.
Because I spent the entire night fucking with my phone, I only got a 90 minute nap before I had to go to the damned wine class. Now, if it were something I was learning on my own time, like a credited college course, or something just done for the fun of it, I'd have loved this. But the company spin was "sell our proprietary products". Which of course the store I work at doesn't even carry. Well, maybe two Italian ones that are promo items, at most. So, as far as being actually useful to me in my day-to-day job, it was a massive failure.
I did manage to get off a nice one-liner, though. At one point, the instructor was talking about the difference between "aroma" and "bouquet" in a wine. I quipped that "the difference is that one's French, and one's not". I enjoy a nice glass (or bottle) of wine, but when you get to the point where you start making up shit like that, your head is clearly up your ass. It's all fluff and justification for the inevitable buyer's remorse associated with buying a bottle of wine that costs more than some people's cars.
Didn't get home until after 5:20 (bloody traffic) so I didn't get a chance to call about that promising condo I saw on Craigslist. I'll have to carve some time out on Monday to do that. If that's still available (I won't get my hopes up too high, it seems rather nice to have lasted this long) and in a FiOS service area, I'll have to give serious consideration to moving.
Still working on those three long-ass posts. They will be coming at some point, I just haven't been inspired to sit down and write them yet.
As is becoming the usual pattern, I went to bed a few hours after I got home on Tuesday night, and slept until 7PM that next night. Then, I started fucking around with my phone, hard resetting it in an attempt to fix the problem I've been having with the call log not appending. Apparently, the call log was corrupt. I found out when it hard reset on me when I scrolled to one section that showed a bunch of incoming calls from a number listed as "ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ". After I wiped it out, it was fine. I didn't want to lose three years worth of logging, but at least now it'll log all new numbers. And that's more important. Also, this solved the issue I'd been having where the browser didn't load when I clicked on links. And in general, things seem to work smoother and better. I guess there was a lot of cruft in there. After all, I've been using a Palm since I had that Sony Clie ages ago.
Because I spent the entire night fucking with my phone, I only got a 90 minute nap before I had to go to the damned wine class. Now, if it were something I was learning on my own time, like a credited college course, or something just done for the fun of it, I'd have loved this. But the company spin was "sell our proprietary products". Which of course the store I work at doesn't even carry. Well, maybe two Italian ones that are promo items, at most. So, as far as being actually useful to me in my day-to-day job, it was a massive failure.
I did manage to get off a nice one-liner, though. At one point, the instructor was talking about the difference between "aroma" and "bouquet" in a wine. I quipped that "the difference is that one's French, and one's not". I enjoy a nice glass (or bottle) of wine, but when you get to the point where you start making up shit like that, your head is clearly up your ass. It's all fluff and justification for the inevitable buyer's remorse associated with buying a bottle of wine that costs more than some people's cars.
Didn't get home until after 5:20 (bloody traffic) so I didn't get a chance to call about that promising condo I saw on Craigslist. I'll have to carve some time out on Monday to do that. If that's still available (I won't get my hopes up too high, it seems rather nice to have lasted this long) and in a FiOS service area, I'll have to give serious consideration to moving.
Still working on those three long-ass posts. They will be coming at some point, I just haven't been inspired to sit down and write them yet.