Archive for August, 2002
[08:32] * daveb is looking forward to a day that isn’t yesterday [08:42] * daveb was on this train yesterday.
≡ 8:52 am
[08:42] * daveb was on this train yesterday.
Hmm, dsandler.org just went down.
3:34pm up 5 min, 1 user, load average: 0.82, 0.57, 0.25
Well, our email server’s down again, so perhaps I’ll take this time to comment on the move.
≡ 3:29 pm
Well, our email server’s down again, so perhaps I’ll take this time to comment on the move.
The only unanticipated issues seem to be IT-related: email screwage, people disappearing from the NT domain, remote users completely locked out. All the physical stuff #151; boxes, the moving of computers, etc. — seems to have been OK.
My lava lamp seems to have leaked in the heat of my car’s trunk; the purple liquid seeped a little, and has a pungent bathroom-cleaner smell. Consequently, that’s what my office smells like at the moment; I’ll have to see what I can do about that.
I don’t have a drawer-for-random-stuff in my office. I have two large filing drawers, and that’s it. I’ll need to figure out some place to store my pens, scissors, push pins, etc.
Oh, and I found my Texas license plates in my trunk. Naturally, they’re now on my wall.
Wow, what a week-end.
Erin’s sister arrived in town on Thursday. We had a great weekend exploring the peninsula, seeing movies, hanging out, playing Street Fighter 2 (”Aww, Eustace!”), and vacationing in Napa. (All three of us seem to have gotten some moderate food poisoning, though, so how fabulous must the rest of the weekend have been to relegate this significant detail to a mere footnote?)
[11:38] * dsandler goes to put his lavalamp in his car [11:45] <todd> The groove is officially on hold
≡ 11:47 am
[11:45] <todd> The groove is officially on hold
Tales of the hapless Ph.D. candidate, whose advisor just sent him this email:
I would like to discuss with you […] I think what we did up to now is fine except that… [your work] cannot provide any usefull information.
$ p4 help undoc
Whoooaahhhhh.
