WHAMMY
This weekend was tamer than most. It was kinda nice.
Didn't do much of anything Friday night. Made some calls, but I really didn't put in the effort to do anything. I was pretty beat, so I just stayed home, threw on Anchorman and played WoW for a while. Hit 50 on Sunday, go me. Weekend warrior. Had a beer, relaxed. It was nice.
Saturday morning was prettymuch the same, I sat around in my shorts all day long, more Wow, eating, sleeping. Also nice. Went outside with my father so he could help me set up the antenna for my XM Skyfi2. That thing is cool, you can pause and replay live broadcasts. Nice. Took an hour or so, we took apart most of the molding along the passenger side of the car, took off the seatbelts, all that stuff. Ran it right through the gasket between the roof and the rear hatch. Perfect fit, and the magnet on the bottom holds on tight. Wire comes up right underneath the center console, perfect. I think I'll get the cupholder mount for it too, makes things easier.
Josh finally came into town around 4pm or so, he gave me a call to let me know he landed alright. He went out to dinner with Carol, then they went back to her school in Oakdale to work on the school paper (she's the editor). He gave me a call around 9 or so and we all met up at Applebee's in Ronkonkoma, which is actually like 5 blocks from where I work.
On the drive, I find out that all the work I did on the radio didn't work. Well, it worked while we were trying it out. But as soon as I got in the car to drive to Applebee's, nothing. No signal. Beats me, but I was pissed. It's worked on and off since then, so there must be a pinched wire or something. I have to tear it all apart again. Least I know where everything goes now.
Applebee's was me, Josh, Carol, and most of Carol's crew team. It was cool that I got to see the two of them, but the team was kind of annoying. They came with one of their coaches, and most of them were 19-20 so they couldn't drink. They were a bunch of loud squeaky messes. One was cool though, her name was Jen, 21, senior. We sat around and talked most of the night, me, Josh, Carol and Jen. It's good to have him back in town. Ended up leaving Applebees around 12:30 or so, which was late for them since crew had practice at 6am I think. Ouch. Came home, relaxed for an hour or so and then crashed around 2am.
As I was crashing, I remembered Mango had told me the game on Sunday morning was 10am.
Crap.
Alarm set for 8:45am, woke up. Stumbled around for 15 minutes, dressed and left. Still no XM radio. Damn. Get to the field around 9:30am or so. Couple guys from our team are there. None of the other team, and no officals. Bah. One the guys, Joe, had his awesome pickup totalled during the week. He's a NYC cop, tried to pull over a station wagon full of illegal Mexicans that ran a red light. They sideswiped him on the Brooklyn Bridge, and then he got rammed by another van full of them from behind. Almost went over the bridge, and he wasn't even on duty yet. Sucky.
Officals showed up right around 10am. They point us from the regular field back to the far fields again, where we played in 2 feet of snow last week. We get up there, and it's only a foot this time. A foot of pure ice. We say we aren't playing on that, so they find another untouched field, only a foot and a half of snow. Sigh.
So we played. Got our asses handed to us again. It was 7-7 at the half, and I think it was 35-7 at the end. Shame. I usually play defensive line, and I'm good. So I had another 4 sacks, a batted pass and a few tackles behind the line on their damn reverses and double reverses. You can't stop me, you can only hope to contain me. I got stuck on offensive line though, since Bill didn't show up til halftime. Bastard. I have the size for it, I just don't have the weight. Eh, I did well enough so that Pat could get the ball off. Shame he has no timing. 4 more interceptions for him. We did pick one of their's off though, good job to Matt. Unfortunately he also let a guy blow by him for an easy 6 later on, so it kinda cancelled out.
Ah well. Team Mobo will ride again next week. And maybe we'll win. But I'm damn sure keeping up my defensive MVP play. Even the other team was saying "Damn. We gotta stop him from doin that." That made me happy.
Only problem was the injuries, again. Playing on a foot and a half of snow is not conducive to healthy living. I got legwhipped across my left calf, it's still sore. Had my knee twisted under a pile of snow and bodies, fell straight on my elbow and popped my shoulder, and got a forearm to the temple on a vicious sealing block on a toss. Fockers double teamed me. Some various cuts and bruises too. I do like this league though, it's definately not a pussy league like I played in up at school. Besides, it's nothing some Advil and Vicodin wont fix.
Back home after the game, relaxed. My uncle Paul came over, 100% guido, to watch the game with my father. His son, my cousin Paulie, made up a 6 foot hero for us, so that was cool. We sat around and talked for a while, ate and stuff. He works nights, so he took a nap before the game. Josh came by and we played WoW, he brought his laptop. I was suprised that it ran that well, both of us on the same connection. Impressed, even. (PS - I need more RAM.) We were actually more interested in the commercials this year, since, really, who gives a shit about the Eagles and the Pats? They both suck. So we played WoW, watched the commercials, drank and had a good time. It was pretty cool. I think my uncle slept through half the game, but he didn't really care. He hates those teams too. Josh took off, and I finally crashed around midnight I guess.
Monday was interesting. The day flew. Spent the first 2 or 3 hours working with Frank, the German guy who works for us. I think he's someplace outside of Berlin, but I can't be sure. He's in the states for 2 weeks, so I had to redo his laptop to set it up with our new network. Pretty straight forward except that his entire laptop was in German, along with the keyboard. So I was able to do about half of what I needed thanks to placement and icons, and the other half I needed him to translate. Kinda fun actually. He's a good guy, and now he's all set.
After that, back to the computer from hell, in the acoustics lab. What a POs. First the harddrive craps out, then as I finally get Windows 98 back on (don't ask, Windows 2000 won't work with their add-in pci cards that connect to their oscilliscopes), the CD drive craps out and kills the install. Another format and reinstall after that, drivers and programs and more drivers, and it's finally back up and running, after a week of diagnostics and testing and hardware failures. Stupid power surges, and useless UPS's. What a waste of time. But it's up and running and they're happy again. Once again, I'm the hero.
Long lunch, since Merri came by to pick up a cd. I was supposed to drop off MS Office to her last week some time, and I completely forgot. So she stopped by on her way home from school (her masters and ph.d. congrats to her) to pick it up. Sat and bs'd for a while. She wants me to find her a cute doctor in here. I told her if she finds me a cute student out there, we can trade. Fair enough.
Then, of course, the afternoon. Everything was going fine until "the internet died". Whole company, nothing important worked. Web, ftp, email, nothing. No idea why. Ping worked, DNS didn't. Strange. Turns out the other guy here was messing around in the ISA server, accidentally hit a dropdown that changed from "allow only the following services" to "disallow only the following services". Oops. Took out everyone for about 1 1/2 until he mentioned he made changes. Then I looked, sure enough there was the problem, bam. Fixed. Savior again. I am that good people.
Gym after work, like usual. Didn't know how useful I'd be, since it was shoulder day and my left shoulder was still bothering me from Sunday. Turns out it was alright. Everything was full strength, so I guess it wasn't as bad as I thought. Or I was using different muscles. Either way.
Came home, showered, had some dinner and Josh came over around 8. We started playin WoW again, and I ended up talking to Manda for an hour, maybe two. I can't remember. I do remember Josh yelling at me since I kept alt-tabbing out to write a few lines, then go back to the game. We talked about a couple of things. Not really sure how that all turned out. There's a lot of hurt feelings there, on both sides. But there's something else too. Maybe it's a familiarity, since we've known each other for so long. Maybe it's something more. I don't really know.
Josh left, I crashed, and that was that.
Nothing too bad today so far. Can finally start cleaning up the server room since I got some of the cables I ordered. Hopefully I can finish all that up by the end of next week.
Here's to the future.
Didn't do much of anything Friday night. Made some calls, but I really didn't put in the effort to do anything. I was pretty beat, so I just stayed home, threw on Anchorman and played WoW for a while. Hit 50 on Sunday, go me. Weekend warrior. Had a beer, relaxed. It was nice.
Saturday morning was prettymuch the same, I sat around in my shorts all day long, more Wow, eating, sleeping. Also nice. Went outside with my father so he could help me set up the antenna for my XM Skyfi2. That thing is cool, you can pause and replay live broadcasts. Nice. Took an hour or so, we took apart most of the molding along the passenger side of the car, took off the seatbelts, all that stuff. Ran it right through the gasket between the roof and the rear hatch. Perfect fit, and the magnet on the bottom holds on tight. Wire comes up right underneath the center console, perfect. I think I'll get the cupholder mount for it too, makes things easier.
Josh finally came into town around 4pm or so, he gave me a call to let me know he landed alright. He went out to dinner with Carol, then they went back to her school in Oakdale to work on the school paper (she's the editor). He gave me a call around 9 or so and we all met up at Applebee's in Ronkonkoma, which is actually like 5 blocks from where I work.
On the drive, I find out that all the work I did on the radio didn't work. Well, it worked while we were trying it out. But as soon as I got in the car to drive to Applebee's, nothing. No signal. Beats me, but I was pissed. It's worked on and off since then, so there must be a pinched wire or something. I have to tear it all apart again. Least I know where everything goes now.
Applebee's was me, Josh, Carol, and most of Carol's crew team. It was cool that I got to see the two of them, but the team was kind of annoying. They came with one of their coaches, and most of them were 19-20 so they couldn't drink. They were a bunch of loud squeaky messes. One was cool though, her name was Jen, 21, senior. We sat around and talked most of the night, me, Josh, Carol and Jen. It's good to have him back in town. Ended up leaving Applebees around 12:30 or so, which was late for them since crew had practice at 6am I think. Ouch. Came home, relaxed for an hour or so and then crashed around 2am.
As I was crashing, I remembered Mango had told me the game on Sunday morning was 10am.
Crap.
Alarm set for 8:45am, woke up. Stumbled around for 15 minutes, dressed and left. Still no XM radio. Damn. Get to the field around 9:30am or so. Couple guys from our team are there. None of the other team, and no officals. Bah. One the guys, Joe, had his awesome pickup totalled during the week. He's a NYC cop, tried to pull over a station wagon full of illegal Mexicans that ran a red light. They sideswiped him on the Brooklyn Bridge, and then he got rammed by another van full of them from behind. Almost went over the bridge, and he wasn't even on duty yet. Sucky.
Officals showed up right around 10am. They point us from the regular field back to the far fields again, where we played in 2 feet of snow last week. We get up there, and it's only a foot this time. A foot of pure ice. We say we aren't playing on that, so they find another untouched field, only a foot and a half of snow. Sigh.
So we played. Got our asses handed to us again. It was 7-7 at the half, and I think it was 35-7 at the end. Shame. I usually play defensive line, and I'm good. So I had another 4 sacks, a batted pass and a few tackles behind the line on their damn reverses and double reverses. You can't stop me, you can only hope to contain me. I got stuck on offensive line though, since Bill didn't show up til halftime. Bastard. I have the size for it, I just don't have the weight. Eh, I did well enough so that Pat could get the ball off. Shame he has no timing. 4 more interceptions for him. We did pick one of their's off though, good job to Matt. Unfortunately he also let a guy blow by him for an easy 6 later on, so it kinda cancelled out.
Ah well. Team Mobo will ride again next week. And maybe we'll win. But I'm damn sure keeping up my defensive MVP play. Even the other team was saying "Damn. We gotta stop him from doin that." That made me happy.
Only problem was the injuries, again. Playing on a foot and a half of snow is not conducive to healthy living. I got legwhipped across my left calf, it's still sore. Had my knee twisted under a pile of snow and bodies, fell straight on my elbow and popped my shoulder, and got a forearm to the temple on a vicious sealing block on a toss. Fockers double teamed me. Some various cuts and bruises too. I do like this league though, it's definately not a pussy league like I played in up at school. Besides, it's nothing some Advil and Vicodin wont fix.
Back home after the game, relaxed. My uncle Paul came over, 100% guido, to watch the game with my father. His son, my cousin Paulie, made up a 6 foot hero for us, so that was cool. We sat around and talked for a while, ate and stuff. He works nights, so he took a nap before the game. Josh came by and we played WoW, he brought his laptop. I was suprised that it ran that well, both of us on the same connection. Impressed, even. (PS - I need more RAM.) We were actually more interested in the commercials this year, since, really, who gives a shit about the Eagles and the Pats? They both suck. So we played WoW, watched the commercials, drank and had a good time. It was pretty cool. I think my uncle slept through half the game, but he didn't really care. He hates those teams too. Josh took off, and I finally crashed around midnight I guess.
Monday was interesting. The day flew. Spent the first 2 or 3 hours working with Frank, the German guy who works for us. I think he's someplace outside of Berlin, but I can't be sure. He's in the states for 2 weeks, so I had to redo his laptop to set it up with our new network. Pretty straight forward except that his entire laptop was in German, along with the keyboard. So I was able to do about half of what I needed thanks to placement and icons, and the other half I needed him to translate. Kinda fun actually. He's a good guy, and now he's all set.
After that, back to the computer from hell, in the acoustics lab. What a POs. First the harddrive craps out, then as I finally get Windows 98 back on (don't ask, Windows 2000 won't work with their add-in pci cards that connect to their oscilliscopes), the CD drive craps out and kills the install. Another format and reinstall after that, drivers and programs and more drivers, and it's finally back up and running, after a week of diagnostics and testing and hardware failures. Stupid power surges, and useless UPS's. What a waste of time. But it's up and running and they're happy again. Once again, I'm the hero.
Long lunch, since Merri came by to pick up a cd. I was supposed to drop off MS Office to her last week some time, and I completely forgot. So she stopped by on her way home from school (her masters and ph.d. congrats to her) to pick it up. Sat and bs'd for a while. She wants me to find her a cute doctor in here. I told her if she finds me a cute student out there, we can trade. Fair enough.
Then, of course, the afternoon. Everything was going fine until "the internet died". Whole company, nothing important worked. Web, ftp, email, nothing. No idea why. Ping worked, DNS didn't. Strange. Turns out the other guy here was messing around in the ISA server, accidentally hit a dropdown that changed from "allow only the following services" to "disallow only the following services". Oops. Took out everyone for about 1 1/2 until he mentioned he made changes. Then I looked, sure enough there was the problem, bam. Fixed. Savior again. I am that good people.
Gym after work, like usual. Didn't know how useful I'd be, since it was shoulder day and my left shoulder was still bothering me from Sunday. Turns out it was alright. Everything was full strength, so I guess it wasn't as bad as I thought. Or I was using different muscles. Either way.
Came home, showered, had some dinner and Josh came over around 8. We started playin WoW again, and I ended up talking to Manda for an hour, maybe two. I can't remember. I do remember Josh yelling at me since I kept alt-tabbing out to write a few lines, then go back to the game. We talked about a couple of things. Not really sure how that all turned out. There's a lot of hurt feelings there, on both sides. But there's something else too. Maybe it's a familiarity, since we've known each other for so long. Maybe it's something more. I don't really know.
Josh left, I crashed, and that was that.
Nothing too bad today so far. Can finally start cleaning up the server room since I got some of the cables I ordered. Hopefully I can finish all that up by the end of next week.
Here's to the future.