December 31, 2005
Happy
Have a happy Saturday. Next week will be just like every other week.
My first tag. I’ve arrived! Via CmdrSue.
(none of these are in any order)
Seven Books (or Series) That I Love
Seven of My Favorite Movies (or Series)
Seven Things I Cannot Do (or jus’ don’ wanna!)
Seven Things To Do Before I Die
I can’t think of a thing that, if I never got to do it, would leave me feeling incomplete. Maybe I should find something like that…
Seven Things That Attract Me To… Blogging!
Seven Things I Say Most Often
Seven Impractical Things I Think Would Be Really Cool Anyway
I can’t possibly think of seven people to tag… so, if you want to play, consider yourself tagged.
I got Mrs Cleek an iPod Nano for Christmas – and wow are they cool looking. Today I tried to set it up on her PC. I installed iTunes; iTunes asked if we wanted to reboot to finsih the install process; I said Yes.
Windows never came back up. I unplugged the iPod and tried again. Nothing. I unplugged everything non-essential (leaving keyboard, mouse and monitor), and tried again. Nothing. I tried booting to the “Last Known Good” configuration. Nothing. Tried booting to Safe Mode. Nothing. I searched the web to see if this had happened to anyone else. It has. It’s quite common, actually, and has been a problem with iTunes and Win2K since at least 2003.
I called Apple to see if they had a fix. Fifteen minute wait. The first girl had never heard of the problem and gave me to someone else who had heard of the problem and who cheerfully suggested I re-install Windows 2000. I declined.
A little more Googling turned up this, which suggests a conflict in Win2K between Adaptec’s Easy CD Creator v4 (which was installed) and iTunes. Solution: unplug the CD-RW drive, reboot, uninstall iTunes and/or Adaptec. That will let me boot again. Now to see if I can boot after reinstalling iTunes and reconnecting the CD-RW drive.
…
I can.
Joy!
I’m not popuar enough to get tagged for these things, but I love to play them anyway:
Four jobs you’ve had in your life: ice factory worker, stockboy at Barbara Moss, janitor at a Salvation Army, President of a corporation.
Four movies you could watch over and over: Star Wars (IV), My Cousin Vinny, Full Metal Jacket, Monty Python’s Holy Grail.
Four places you’ve lived: Corning, NY; Wellsboro, PA; Newmarket, NH; Wells, ME. All before the age of 4.
Four TV shows you love to watch: The Daily Show, The Family Guy, Antiques Roadshow, Alias.
Four places you’ve been on vacation: Hawaii; Ambergris Kay, Belize; Maastricht, Netherlands; Puerto Vallarta, Mexico.
Four websites you visit daily: Atrios, Boing Boing, The Code Project, Straight Dope.
Four of your favorite foods: apple pie, Apple Jacks, apples, pizza.
Four places you’d rather be: Beaufort, NC; Holland; in bed; Lake George, NY.
I tag Gordon & The Fixer.
(via Digby)
I’m just an average guy with an average life
I work from nive to five, hey hell I pay the price
But I want is to be left alone in my average home
But why do I always feel like I’m in the Twilight Zone
CHORUS:
I always feel that somebody’s watchin’ me
And I have no privacy
I always feel that somebody’s watchin’ me
Is it just a dream?
In a piece called Our Domestic Intelligence Crisis, an idiot at the Washington Post says:
When I come home at night
I bolt the door real tight
People call me on the phone I’m trying to avoid
Well, can the people on TV see me or am I just paranoid
That idiot, by the way, is also a judge on the U.S. Court of Appeals.
When I’m in the shower, I’m afraid to wash my hair
I might open my eyes and find someone standing there
People say I’m crazy, just a little touched
But maybe showers remind me of Psycho too much
That’s why…
I always feel like somebody’s watching me
Who’s playing tricks on me
I always feel like somebody’s watching me
Tell me it can’t be
I don’t know anymore
Are the neighbors watching me
Well is the mailman watching me
And I don’t feel safe anymore, oh what a mess
I wonder who’s watching me now?
Who?
The IRS?
You can trust us, we’re the government! Well no, you can’t trust us to run a national health care system, that’s different. But you can trust us to know everything about everything everybody does, any time we want, with no oversight or public disclosure. And trust us, we’ll never mix national security and domestic politics, besides, we’re entitled to know all that stuff. It’s our country – you just live here.
I always feel like somebody’s watching me
Who’s playing tricks on me
I always feel like somebody’s watching me
I can’t enjoy my tea!
This week, the iPos starts me off with:
Wow, no Robyn Hitchcock this time!
Hate my job.