I found out today that one of my co-workers reported me as being, “incompetent and having lazy work habits.”
4 years ago, that would have devastated me. Now, it makes me chuckle a bit, but ultimately feel bad for that person. Over my career working for this school district (a bit over 7 years now), I’ve seen all kinds of folks. The ones that blame others for things tend to be the least happy. In fact, it’s rare to find someone that has any real joy in their work anymore, at least in the school. There are a few, but they’re definitely the minority.
Also, it turns out I am competent, and I have a great work ethic. I do have poor organizational skills, but that’s why we recently hired an assistant for me that is great with organization. I think administration folks like myself tend to be the focus of anger quite often. It’s easier to be mad at someone else than to admit responsibility yourself.
Anyway, I hope you all are doing well. It turns out I have walking pneumonia, and will be able to return to work on Friday. Yay!
I’m sick. It’s an interesting kinda sick too. I had a backache yesterday, which I assumed was because I’m slightly overweight and getting older — but it turns out it was a precursor to this icky funk I’m in now.
My back feels a little better, but this morning I feel like I’ve been avoiding the doctor for a week. I’ve never felt so miserable so quickly. Anyway, the doctor says I have a virus, and a really contagious one at that. I’m quarantined away from everyone, including my family. So here I am. In my writing room. Alone.
Have a good day everyone! I’ll try to do the same.
UPDATE: Donna called the doctor back to find out how long I’m on quarantine. AT LEAST 3 DAYS!!! What do I have, ebola or something?!?!
With all the different spin offs from Ubuntu Linux, I thought I’d spin my own version, and make it available to everyone.
My version is a little different (aren’t they all?) — in that it will only work for me. That’s right, it’s “Not-Your-Buntu.” Since it’s Linux, and since I didn’t think there were enough different Ubuntus out there, it only makes sense for me to release it for everyone to enjoy, right?
Why choose NotYourBuntu? Well, if you’re me, it works incredibly well. It make old hardware perform like a new 8-core Macintosh, and the graphics are incredible. In fact, it will even play DVDs you don’t own! Just type in the name Just say the name of the movie you want to watch, and NotYourBuntu will retrieve the video in real time, even if you’re on dialup. It will also download all your favorite television shows automatically, and wirelessly broadcast them to your television!!! Even if you don’t have a television!!!
NotYourBuntu is an Ubuntu clone like no other. It’s too bad you’re not me, because NotYourBuntu is the fastest, sleekest, awesomest, most bestest-est Linux version ever created. I’ve also used a revolutionary compression scheme that makes NotYourBuntu fit easily on a floppy disk.
Download the full version HERE. (Please note, unless you’re Shawn Powers, and have the super secret password, NotYourBuntu won’t extract and install)
Enjoy NotYourBuntu!
UPDATE: I removed the link to the “distro” because it was really just a password protected zip file with a text file inside. The text file said something along the lines of, “Look, it was just a joke…” A password protected zip file is something that drives me batty though, so I figured I’d just get rid of it.
I don’t go to the beach. It’s not so much the sand in the butt, sun in the eyes, smell of dead fish, and ghostly white flesh (mine) that keeps me away. I don’t go to the beach, because I don’t want to have my eyes wander to women of the non-wifely persuasion. Call me old fashioned, but I really don’t want to oogle other women. Since I’m a man, if I go to the beach, I most likely will oogle other women — so I really prefer to stay home. Or in the air-conditioned van, reading a book.
Now that you think I’m either really sweet, or possibly gay, let me tell you the reason for this post. I went to WalMart (which I despise, but that’s another story) yesterday to buy Easter dresses for the girls. Actually, Donna did the dress picking, and I bought a turkey. No, I don’t like buying turkey, but hey, look at my options here. Anyway, after I picked the turkey, which took much less time than picking 3 dresses, I went back to the little girls clothes section. I wandered around, looking as manly as I could, and found some shorts that should never have been created. They were daisy dukes. Yep, just like from every 13 year old boy from the 80′s fantasy, Daisy Duke shorts. IN THE GIRL’S SECTION. What kind of sick, twisted individual designs shorts that show off a 10 year old girl’s butt? I was beside myself, and still am to be honest.
Did you know that in the Dukes of Hazzard, Daisy had to wear nylons with her shorts, because that much bare leg was deemed inappropriate? I never thought Daisy Duke would be a model for modesty, but apparently so.
So here’s my plea: for Pete’s sake, PLEASE don’t buy your 10 year old daughter short shorts. It’s just wrong, man.
I’m that guy that notices grammar problems. You know, the little ones that really don’t mean a whole lot in the big picture. Yeah, I’m annoying.
The ironic part is that I submitted the final draft of the article I’m writing for Linux Journal. I had a professional review it for me. I edited it myself. I read it out loud to my poor wife (who graciously listened). Tragically, somewhere between copy and paste, (3) grammatical errors slipped in!!! And I already submitted the final draft!!!
I’ve had more than a 3 day gap in posts before, but for the next 3 days I’ll have a reason. Or excuse. Or something.
Donna and I are going with the youth group to lead a retreat. It’s in a beautiful camp located on 6.5 miles of Lake Huron waterfront. The forecast calls for rain and snow, but it will still be gorgeous.
