Man, I made an old guy's day at lunch. Or, at least, his hour. I was looking for hardware for my parents' network, and I was pointing stuff out, and he said "No, maybe you should get this...". I asked why, and he said it was because of the settings I'd need to disable. I said "Oh, I was going to flash it with dd-wrt and override it that way."

He about had kittens. Happy kittens. He paused, looked at me flatly, and then beamed. "I didn't expect to hear those words. Oh, you'll be fine with these. You'll be just fine..."

And he went on and on, and made his (much younger) associate go get me boxes that hadn't been opened, and stuff. So pleased. It was adorbs. I'm glad I got to make him happy, even if it was just five minutes.

Allyson, David Simon's company(The Wire likes carrots) is Blown Deadline, Inc. it's all in the game.

ita, I think sometimes people in the stores are so relieved to have someone come in who actually knows what they're talking about and is pleasant, that they just, well, have happy kittens.

Speaking of happy kittens...I just taught my manager llama drama. I don't even know anymore. But she's pretty good, as far as I can tell.

People are a mess, I am jealous of Sue, and Allyson is not a loser. I'm pretty sure that's all I've got from today.

Timelies all!

When did I become the person at work who knows where everything is, and how do I stop it? (I don't know the location of everything, but it is assumed I do)

Gah, I have spent hours yesterday and today rewriting a contractor's report. The actual sentence construction is crap, and the organizational structure doesn't make sense, AND they're making no effort to use critical-thinking skills. It's all really intellectualized and hypothetical, without site-specific data.

They're going to hate me. And they're already complaining about the budget, god knows why--from this analysis, it doesn't look like they've done that much.

OTOH, I'm kind of having fun; it's the kind of work I used to do a lot of and not so much anymore.

I had no idea! There is a growing clandestine world of pork cooks in Israel, and a retired cardiologist has put out a pork cookbook.

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From the bacontoday website.

I did make soup with magnets yesterday, so that's something.

That's just cool. Also, unrelated to magnets, but related to -t's cookings, chopped liver sounds DELICIOUS. People should stop using it as a negative comparison. Chopped liver, baby!

Cash, your cut and color (and you!) are gorgeous.

There was more, but I forget.

... and the advantage of completely reorganizing this report's analysis section is that I have found a bunch of inconsistencies, and some assertions without citations or grounding. Oh, they are going to so hate me.