Friday, September 23, 2005

Playing with blogger, plus sci-fi addictions

Decided to try uploading an image here...

[Need to at some point mock up a Snoopy with Darth Vader's helmet over his head... maybe with his nose sticking out, or with the Vader mask having a REALLY LONG muzzle. :) ]

Am kindof rambling because there's something funny I'm dying to post, but I have read, and I really don't want to screw with my job.

So you're getting this.

Oh, there is something cool I can talk about: my Sci-Fi addictions. :)

So, if you haven't gotten into Sci-Fi's new version of Battlestar Galactica, you really are missing out. It's totally well done, and has been keeping me on the edge of my seat ever since I saw the pilot. I own the pilot, and the minute Season One is out on DVD, it's getting ordered.

Tonight I saw the season finale. About drove me batty... total cliffhanger. Aigh! Must find out when the new season starts... I need my fix, man!

Another addiction I have WAS to Simon of Space, a cool novel blog. I say WAS because, sadly, the final chapter was posted. :( It's over. I'm feeling relieved in a way: if I woke up in the middle of the night to let the dogs out, and I realized a new post was up, I'd have to stay up and read it! But I'm also sad because it was quite a ride, and I'm already missing it.

I ordered the dead-tree version of the blog-book.

If you want to read an awesome BLOG novel, or purchase it in dead-tree format, go to Simon of Space and look for the link on the right to "read it in sequence". There's also a link on the right for purchasing the dead-tree version.

It's not sci-fi, but am also addicted to Monk. It's really well done. I have to wonder if I would be so into it if it weren't for the fact that I have OCD... and if my husband would be so into it if he didn't have to deal with my OCD! :) No, I think we'd still enjoy the show... it's just really funny and well done. :)

It's on the USA network. You can catch it on Monday and Friday evenings.

Ok, enough rambling.

Blast, I really am dying to post what happened at work. It's not related to work...

Dooce and Opinionistas just have way bigger cajones than I do. :P

Thursday, September 22, 2005


Being wired up is not the best way to get a good night's sleep.

So, at first glance, I don't have sleep apnea. Yeah!!!!!!

It will take 2 weeks for the results to come back on any sleeping problems I may have
in general.

Also, if you have the sleep test, where they wire you up, be sure of the following:

1. Bring any special pillows you are used to sleeping on. Which I didn't do.
2. Check the bed ahead of time. The bed I had was one of those cool beds where you could set the sleep number, i.e., it would blow up with air or expel air to adjust how hard or soft the bed was.

Check it, because although the bed was comfortable enough for chilling and watching tv, it was not inflated enough for comfortable sleep. And guess what? The remote control and/or the power for the inflator? Not functional. Oops.

Everything else was fine. The sleep lab I was in was totally cool. The people were awesome.

Going to the bathroom while wired up, and trying to hold the box all the wires were hooked up to... very, very interesting.

Anyway, although they assured me I got some sleep, I really didn't feel like I had in the morning! :)

Monday, September 19, 2005


I am sitting on a bed, in a room, with a tv on with the sound off, my laptop on my lap. A stuffed German Shepherd. A couple of movies ready to put into the laptop if necessary. My cell phone.

And I am wired up like C3PO before he got an exoskeleton.

I'm in a very nice sleep lab. About to get checked for sleep apnea, or any other problems that could be messing with my health.

I was worried it would be like being in a hospital room, but other than feeling like I somehow got caught in a fisherman's net while scuba diving, it's actually really nice.

And I probably did bring too much stuff from home to ensure my comfort levels. Oh, well. :)

It's just so weird to know that data is going to be taken off me... 22 to 24 different squiggly lines, about 500 to 1000 datapoints per 30 seconds. That's a heck of alot of data, and as a computer programmer who has to save data from tests done with my software, I know data!

It's definitely more data than I take with my software, that's for sure.


And it's all real-time. All very accurate.

As a geek, I was very interested in their server room. What can I say? Rooms that are full of computers and hi-tech gear make me drool!

[Now, rooms full of medical equipment make me run away screaming! :) ]

Anyway, this is a very weird experience for me. Will let you all know how it goes.

But although there are many comforts of home, I really miss my husband and our 2 German Shepherds. My stuffed German Shepherd is just going to be a piss-poor replacement. Ah, well. :)



Don't let the bed bugs bite.

-- Darth Snoopy, Monday night, almost 10pm.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005


Seven years ago today, September 13th, around 3:30 in the afternoon, I married my perfect match. :)

A guy geekier than I am, and yet still capable of being "normal" when necessary. :) [And extra geeky when necessary, as well.]

A guy who puts up with all my shit. And whose shit I happily put up with.

A guy who loves me and appreciates me and is proud of me.

A guy I love, appreciate, and am proud of. :)

A guy who loves to learn new skills and go after new adventures, and has goosed me to have the bravery to go after that same love in myself.

A guy who loves dogs. Thankfully more than white carpets!

A guy I can talk code with. :) A guy I can talk about anything with.

A guy I can snuggle with, or be intellectual with, or just be quiet with. :)

A guy I respect.

A guy with an awesome sense of humor. And a sick and twisted nature to go along with it. ;)

A guy who helps me be assertive and stand my ground, even against my Parents and my Sister, when necessary. :)

A guy I would defend no matter what.

A guy I want to spend the rest of my life with. :)

Seven years ago, he was crazy enough to marry me, in spite of what a nutcase I am. :)

Seven years ago, I was crazy enough to marry him and his often twisted sense of humor. ;)

I am blessed. :)

Monday, September 05, 2005

Flying High

So this weekend we did some much needed positive things.

1) Met a friend for lunch.

2) Worked out an insane amount.

3) Did a Discover Flight, where both my husband and I got to handle the controls of a plane while we went from airport A to airport B, landed, then airport B back to airport A. He held the controls with the instructor from A to B, I did from B to A. Was totally awesome!

We're signing up for flying lessons.

We've learned how to surf... well, my husband can stand on the board, but I use it like it's a boogie board. ;)

We've learned how to scuba-dive. Both of us have Open-Water, Advanced, and Nitrox certifications.

We've learned how to ride motorcycles, and both have bikes.

This isn't a new skill, but we've both been on the HMR diet/exercise program for the past 5 weeks, and have both lost weight.

We've been kindof dormant for a couple of years, other than the HMR thing. It's time for the next major skill. ;)

After what's happened to us this week, what's happened to New Orleans and the deep South, what's happened to us over the past year in general, the Tsunami... it's time to do something positive and energizing in response to our problems and the worlds problems. Time to learn a new skill. :)

Hope everyone else had a good weekend. :)

Thursday, September 01, 2005


So, we went to bed at midnight Wednesday night.

At 3am, the dogs woke my husband up to let them outside. Wow, they actually did go outside and *do* something. I.E., it wasn't just a scouting mission. :)

At 5am, the dogs woke me up to let them outside. I had intended to get up at 4am... then when reality hit, at 6am, to write some more code for my project that needed to be tested today. So I rather reluctantly got up and let them outside, an hour early from my target wakeup time

Only of course, they just wanted attention... they ended up lying around the living room while I fell asleep on the couch. I think our female did go outside to do something in the way of waste removal...

Then, around 5:30am, I hear Ellie, our female, moving fast after something. Boss, our male, hears it, leaps off his corner of the couch (where he had been snoozing with me), and runs outside. [I had left the sliding glass door open while I passed out on the couch... stupid, stupid!]

I run to the sliding glass door.

Boss comes running in, and starts rubbing his face all over the carpet.

I look outside. To the left of me, about 15 feet away, is a skunk. Directly in front of me, about 12 feet away, is Ellie. I actually am not sure if she was skunked at that point.

I called her. She ran to the sliding glass window. That MAY have been when she actually got skunked. Sigh. I closed the sliding glass door, and Ellie joined Boss in the massive rubbing of skunk scent all over our carpeting.

About 2 minutes later, I had them closed up in the guest bathroom.

About 10 minutes later of web surfing for the correct chemicals, my husband entered the bathroom to start bathing them in regular shampoo, and I drove first to 7-11, then to Albertsons for the appropriate chemicals. [I.E., he decided to bathe first in dog shampoo until I could come home with the correct neutralizing chemicals to de-skunk them.]

The correct chemicals are, btw, detergent, H2O2, and Baking Soda.

And you're supposed to soak the affected area in that formula... and then you can rinse it off with water. If you apply soap and water before you apply the chemical combination, you will have activated that horrendous stench. :P So we did it in the wrong order.

According to this site, Deoderize Skunk Spray, the correct formula and methodology is as follows:

"For pets that have been sprayed, bathe the animal in a mixture of 1 quart of 3% hydrogen peroxide (from drug store), 1/4 cup of baking soda (sodium bicarbonate) and a teaspoon of liquid detergent. After 5 minutes rinse the animal with water. Repeat if necessary. The mixture must be used after mixing and will not work if it is stored for any length of time. DO NOT STORE IN A CLOSED CONTAINER - it releases oxygen gas so it could break the container. This mixture may bleach the pet's hair. I have heard of one black Labrador retriever that was chocolate colored after this treatment. (Paul Krebaum's Recipe from Chemical & Engineering News , October 18, 1993, p. 90).

"Some additional tips. Do this outside so the volatile skunk spray does not contaminate your house. To remove residual skunk odor from your clothes and any towels or rags used in this clean up procedure, wash them with one cup of liquid laundry bleach per gallon of water."

I'm back somewhere around 6:30am. It's my turn. I go in with the chemicals, and try direct treatment on the face using a toothbrush, carefully avoiding the eyes.

Around 7am, my husband tries to scrub the skunk smell off his body.

Around 7:15am, I do the same.

Around 7:30am, we're off to drop pets of at vet's for further chemical treatment. We get back around 8:30am?

Around 8:45am, me and my broken Spanish, and our cleaning couple and their broken English, agree on my picking them up at 2pm to retrieve them so they can PLEASE sterilize the guest bathroom, which now reeks! [Because we also tried to clean them indoors instead of outside... mistake #2.]

Around 9am, carpet cleaner dude comes. He makes our carpet as clean as I've ever seen it since we moved in and it was brand new, prior to our getting our first German Shepherd! "Wow, it WAS white when we moved in!"

Around 10am, we're exhausted. My husband takes one more shower. I can't even do that. We fall into bed, and sleep until

1:50pm I'm off to pick the wonderful cleaning couple (who cleans our house twice a month) up from their home. [They don't have a car.]

They spend a little over an hour sterilizing our guest bathroom. They rule. :) They came over with little notice, and when I tried to pay them, they tried to take nothing because it was just one bathroom. I managed to get them to take something.

They are awesome, and I would recommend them to anyone! They are also good friends, and are helping me improve my spanish! :) I hope I'm helping them improve their English...

By the way, skunk in spanish is zorrilllo. I made something up to help me remember it: sore arm in rio. [Only, omit "arm" and "in".]

Around 3:30pm I drove them home.

I got back around 4pm. We both tried to go to go to sleep. We were so tired. But we couldn't do it.

Called the vet around 5pm. Yes, the dogs were done.

Picked up dogs, who were VERY glad to see us! Drove home. Let them out in backyard to poo and pee. Then crated them.

Went into backyard and de-poo'd the yard. [I had been negligent last weekend in doing so, due to a high work-load] Since they were bathed... might as well as try to keep them clean, and our apparently white carpet clean, and remove the odds of poo stains from poo-ey paws.

So with everything that went on, it's now almost 7pm. I have yet to write a line of code for that testing I WAS going to do today. :P

And instead of calling in sick this morning, I called in skunked. :P

I still smell it on the dogs and on me. :P

I hate skunks.

Oh, another thing... my husband and I think that the skunk was after the water in the water dish that we typically leave outside. At night, bring in your dog's water dishes!