Y2K + 7.315

Well, I just got off the phone with my sister (Government IT person) and her spouse, (another government department IT person,) and dang... now I understand all this daylight savings time change panic! It's ugly, it goes way deeper than I, a meer minor geek realized and it's costing gazillions of IT dollars and one cannot help but wonder if this is just another brilliant Amerikan idea that went horribly, horribly wrong!

I thought, hey, just change the clock on my old computer manually, )my XP one will do it all by itself, it's patched,) no biggie. Well, I have to do it 4 times. Once this weekend, again in April when my computer thinks the time change happens and then twice in the fall, back then forth. That's just me, just a simple home computer. I will not talk about data interfaces and time sensitive relays of information! Mostly as I really wouldn't know what I'm talking about but I do get the gist of it.

Hope none of you are online stock traders with pre-set orders! Ah... Good thing my neighbour's "alleged" nominee trading account, (one of three that netted anywhere from 7.8 to 12 million!) was closed by the time the Ontario Securities Commission found out about it, and this whole time change debacle happened or she could have lost tons of money while artifically inflating the value of the Sulja Brothers stock she was trading! Whew, lucky she beat that by about 6 months eh?

Damn Yankees! Next thing you know they'll decide to re-write history or something... ahhh wait... never mind!

Save the cheerleader? This show saved tv!

I love Heroes! I love Hiro... he's so darn cute. His dad being Sulu from Star Trek was pretty cool. I'm not crazy about the Nicky/Jessica story line but the rest are great! Never call me Mondays between 9pm and 10pm! Well if it's some giant emergency that absolutely no one else could handle and you've exhausted all other possibilities I suppose you could. But it better be good dammit!

ps. for the next 7 weeks, feel free to call. Hiatus/schmiatus!

Michelle is an ungrateful child!

Many of you already know that I often cook 2, sometimes 3 different things for dinner. For those of you who don't... Mich only eats chicken, Bob likes his pork I am a big fan of cows.

Today, I was making Mich a chicken stir fry. In the middle of the day I might add. She has to work at 5 and being the selfless, sacrificing mother I am, I gave up some of my valuable on line poker time to cook. I plopped a rib roast into the oven and started the stir fry. While looking for my water chessnuts, I found a can of sweet potatoes. Mich loves candied sweet potatoes. So I opened the can, mashed them and added butter and brown sugar and popped them into the oven with the roast. I made the stir fry, gravy for the roast and peeled white potatoes for me.

I put Mich's stir fry in a bowl on the counter and stuck a note in front of it..."surprise in the oven, ask me." I signed it in case she couldn't figure out who it was from.

So... around 4 she comes to me and asks, "so, what's in the oven?" I replied... "funny you should ask..." After we finished laughing uproariously, I, with grand flourish, took out the sweet potatoes. Imagine my crushing disappointment when she informed me that stir fry and sweet potatoes just don't mix and that I was mean for now making her choose between them! I pointed out that the stir fry had orange things (carrots) in it and it matched the sweet potatoes; to no avail.

I told her there were children all over the world with NO sweet potatoes, she asked me to get out of the way of the cutlery drawer. I pointed out the children all over the world suffered a shortage of cutlery and the fork and spoon she already had should suffice. She pointed out how ironic it would be if those children actually had a plethora of cutlery whilst not having any food. Which brought us back to the uneaten sweet potatoes.

So... how's your day so far?

Someone/something... owes me 2 hours of sleep!

Up before 5:30am! Why? Don't know. Not a happy way to start a Monday. I'm cranky & tired.



Govern yourselves accordingly!

Sunday musings...

Pretty quiet day. Neighbourhood's abuzz with the murder around the corner and the dreadful firetruck accident! I saw the guys, and noticed Hopkins, at A & P not long before the accident. I hope they will all be fine. George Copeland is in rough shape according to news reports. It must be tough for all the firefighters. I missed the woman coming into the police station to confess she killed the guy on Bruce Ave. by minutes the night I went to file my report of my "front ender."

Nothing happening here. Well Bob, (next door) & Susan went shopping in the States and brought me a handy/dandy picker/upper thingy. Of course the first thing Mich did was torment the cats with it!

I took down my 15 gallon aquarium as all eight fish seem to be flourishing in the new 30 gallon tank. My computer room is huge now. So, of course. Mich had to have Matthew assemble her elipitical machine. It now stands in the middle of the room! I am resisiting the urge to get on it! I will be strong! I will fight! Exercise... well that word is NOT in my volcabulary. I go up and down the stairs 900 times a day as it is. I will fade away to nothing should I start exercising! ( hehe...)

NOT talking about my neck on purpose... This is ridiculous! Been hit before, once or twice or nine times, thousands of dollars of damage... get a measely $600/$700 jolt est voila? C'nest pas amusant!

Thwarted yet again!

Bah... For weeks, I've been planning on watching the lunar eclipse! And... thick cloud cover, blanketing snow makes that just a tad tough eh? Curse you Glacius!

ps. "thwarted" - great word eh? should have used... "T'was thwarted yet again!"

update: just in case, I bundled up, grabbed the binoculars and went out. Didn't want to unpack the giant telescope for naught... and it would have been ... for naught! :(

Well my insurance company now has the claim. It's official. Linda, my adjuster, was very nice, personable and witty. Unlike the last 9 or 10 I had to deal with! She called the liar/cheat/reversingslammintome woman's insurance and they said they were aware of the claim but had no details. Well, lets guess how they are aware? Could it be an email to the Claims Manager from oh... I don't know... ME? We'll see what happens now. Everyone is calling her, her insurance company, my insurance company... Maybe now she'll figure out I'm NOT going away? My neck still has the burning feeling and I take tylenol every 4 or 5 hours, white wine doesn't hurt either!

Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

Ok, no more Mr. Niceguy for me. I went and filed a police report. I emailed the claims manager of her insurance company. Well the manager for S/W Ontario, it's not like I emailed the company president or anything. She is actually in violation of her insurance policy but not reporting. I did, I'm the good child! So, here's SOME of what I know about her to get things rolling...

Michelle Elizabeth Dunlop (26 years old)
Greg Dunlop - not sure if that's her father or spouse (I will find out)
Drives: turquoise 1997 Pontiac Sunbird, plate # ALWP 319 (front end's banged up, not from when she hit me as she hit me with her back end!)

Anyone know this "go back on her word and ignore me" person?

If much more time passes before I hear anything... up go her cell phone #, home #, address and email!

Me and my burning neck will be avenged!

My current mood?

Really, no words are necessary!

No phone calls, no email !

Yep, she's officially ignoring me. The woman who backed into my car I guess is hoping I'll just go away... To those of you who know me... well you know, don't you!

ps... as a former insurance ajuster I hate to type these words but... ummmmm....
My neck hurts! (no laughing!)

Wow... small bump in front end $$$$$

Ok, my license plate holder was pushed back into my bumper, which chipped . I figured a couple of hundred max... two estimates later, one's almost $700.00 the other $600.00. I was gobsmacked! I have three stage, clear coat paint, the bumper has to come off to be fixed properly...yada yada. I called the woman who hit me and she was less than impressed. I don't blame her really. She was at at drive through getting her dinner and to make it worse, the guy forgot her Pepsi! She's not having a good day either. She told me "they" paint their own cars in their garage (at their home I assume?) for $50.00 all the time. I'm not too sure about that one? It's still a good car and well, I'm more comfortable with a real body shop. I emailed her the estimates and am waiting for her to tell me what she wants to do. I hope I didn't make a mistake in judgement by not calling the Police etc.? She seems nice though, so likely all will be well :)

Long gone are the days of $50.00 fender benders I guess. All I wanted to do was get a new paper that didn't smell of cat pee! sigh...

Happy Tuesday... fffffffffffffffttttttttttt!

So lets see... Day started by going to get the newspaper. The one that used to be delivered into my mailbox and is now tossed onto my porch with an elastic around it. I picked it up and... a cat had peed on it! Yep, that's twice in a week. We have a few, (few defined as 169) strays in the neighbourhood. So... I had to go to the store to get Bob a new paper. I was on Caron Avenue, waiting behind a blue Sunfire to make a right turn. She was going straight. She started to go, changed her mind and backed up into the front end of my car.

Ruining my accumulating record of two years and one month for not having a car accident! I think this is number 11 in 9 years or maybe 9 in 11 years though I think the point is moot as the basic issue is obvious. I'm a magnet. I have a "please hit me" arrow over me. I do know that this happens only when I'm alone in the car... well except the one time I had 7 kids in my Town Car, all but one happened within three blocks of my house, the other in front of my work and it doesn't matter what I'm driving. Towne Car, Comet, Olds 88, Olds 2 door sport, Grand Am I've smacked em all up! So far the Malibu has escaped my magnet (shhhhhhhhhhh!.)

I want one!

New species, Antarctic Ice Fish... No red blood cells! How cool (pardon the pun!) is that! Think my vandal fishies would adopt him?

Oscar afterthoughts

For everyone I know under the age of 30. Some movies I think you should see. (Not in any particular order) Oh and please note *there is nothing wrong with your tv, many are black & white!

Marnie, The Birds, Mrs. Miniver, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Wait Until Dark, Backstreet, The Picture of Dorian Grey, Imitation of Life, Rosemary's Baby... All the "Planet of the Apes" films, Soylent Green, and any and all original, dubbed Godzilla movies! OMG when they used to hold marathon weekends I thought I'd died and gone to Japanese Monster Movie heaven! (I'm only talking about 10 years ago!) Big Sinbad fan too... all of them.

I'm still a big loser!

So, had a party AGAIN, last night. T'was an interesting one. We played cards AGAIN, I lost every time AGAIN!

A rising star!

My friend's daughter, Danielle, is starring in "Annie" next month! I can't wait to see/hear her. Ummm her Daddy may have a complete nervous breakdown by then! It's tough when "Litte Girls" start to grow up eh?

To Danielle, a slight paraphrase... I think you're gonna like it there!

The incredible tubes of the interweb!

You just never know what you're going to find. How about a pic of youself from 41 years ago, in another country? Me, in my brownie uniform, in Germany! (Second from left of the front row)

The weeping ...Judge Larry Seidlin

Ummm, not sure really what to say about this one. I'm wondering... maybe he's really the father of Anna Nicole's baby? What a disgrace. Wonder how long he's going to be wearing those robes?

I feel badly for her. That last video was pathetic. Her lawyer/boyfriend should be in jail. I'm sure he sold the footage, he as much as said he was going to on the tape.

These are a few of my favourite things...

Debbie's spinach dip, Susan's peanut butter squares, Nancy/Craig's pasta thingys on a toothpick, Patty's wine (hehehe), TBQ's ribs, Kelsey's beer battered fish, Keg's prime rib, Sinbad's surf & turf, Elias' Deli rueben, my own pasta salad, fried won tons and cow.

Can you tell I'm hungry?

Fireworks is a messy business!

Wow, and I thought I'd cleaned up some messy firing sites!