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Sorry it has been so
long. My primary computer died. I'm using the Linux box. You know, I
should put Linux on the new machine. It needs a new hard drive. I've
been so busy, I haven't had time to think. This is going to be a long
one.
Sunday
I screwed up Sunday, Mother's Day. In typical guy fashion, I didn't
take into account how much it matters to Nat. I had planned wishing her
happy mother's day and suggesting a present like getting her nails done
(which I still intend to do). I was trying to unpack some things and
said something stupid like "Honey, I could use some help." That went
over like a leaping walrus. I ended up buying her some flowers. She had
to drive. That didn't feel right at all. She picked out the flowers. I
wish I could get it right every time. I love her so much. Not deserves
it.
The act of moving
Sonic Stop
On the way to Conroe, we stopped at Sonic for lunch. I insisted on
paying. It was the least I could do. We parked both trucks and started
writing down orders. This guy was cussing a blue streak at one of the
microphones. His order was apparently wrong. He didn't seem to care
about all the kids hanging around. It was fun though. it was like old
times in the CB group. They got our order pretty much right. It was ten
times more complex than the jerk's order.
U-Haul Notes
So, I call the U-Haul place from Houston. I reserved a truck. We don't
need the truck, so I get a trailer to tow behind Heath's truck. We are
in front of Natalie's apartment and I call the U-Haul place for
directions. Just as we are about to pull out on I-45, Kenny tells them
what cross street we are at and then he kind of stutters. They tell him
they are at the same cross street. We literally pulled out on I-45 and
turned right into the U-Haul place. It was probably 50m between the
driveways.
Backing the Trailer by Hand
Some one got the bright idea to back the U-Haul trailer into a parking
space in front of the apartment. We didn't use the truck because of the
turn radios. We used a heavy duty dolly (two wheeler) to pick up the
tongue of the trailer and pushing it. There were cars on both sides of
the space. One was Natalie's Escort. The other was a Jeep Cherokee of a
random neighbor. We backed the trailer toward the Jeep and turned it in
to the space. Nat and Jen stood behind the trailer and started shouting
"Woh!!", but the trailer kept rolling for a minute. Nat, tore off her
shirt to reveal her Super Girl outfit and threw herself between the
trailer and the Jeep. We hurt her arm and left a bruise on her leg. I
feel terrible.
Quarter At 65
While zipping down the belt way, on the way home, Kenny and I found
ourselves lacking a quarter. Now, this is no big deal, we had a couple
of bucks, but the change booths were backed up for miles. We made a
quick call and arranged for Jen, in Heath's truck, to pass a quarter to
me, in Kenny's truck. It went very well. Jen leaned out of the driver's
side back door of Heath's pickup and passed the change off to me. The
funny thing is, it was two dimes and a nickel.
Nat's Old Roommate
Nat's old roommate insisted Nat and I met over the Internet. I am quite
sure she was confused. Nat and I stayed in touch over the Internet for
several years. I'm glad Kenny spoke up in our defense.
There was some question over the electricity bill during the move.
Fortunately, that panned out without trouble.
Pictures
I took some pictures, but the software that I liked that I use for my
photo pages was on the computer that died. It may be a bit before I get
them all up. This time I took a video that is kind of funny.
Cat
We are getting a cat. We are inheriting Tiger from Julie. He is
skittish and with a new baby in the house they are freaked out by his
acting freaked out all the time. He is a yellow tiger looking cat. He
was pretty laid back other wise. I am not looking forward to
kitty-litter. I'm also not looking forward to having to feed the cat if
we want to stay at a friend's place all night. When we take off on a
trip, we have to find some one to baby sit the cat. (bleh) I've never
been much on pets. I don't mind it much though.
smbmount
I've been wondering how to mount a Windows share from a Linux box.
Well, I figured it out last night.
smbmount //[user name]:[password]@[computer name]/[share name] [space]
/[mount folder] -rw
Now, if I could only figure out how to unmount the share. I'm still
working out the kinks. Happy mounting.
Trundle Bed
The first thing was to find the brackets that hold the metal part of
the frame to the wooden part of the bed. We turned the house upside
down and found the bolted to the bed. Nat had to run to the hardware
store and get a nut that was missing. I get the frame on with
difficulty only to find that I had mounted them upside down. The
underneath part of the bed won't fit. I take it apart and flip the
brackets. Finally the bed is together. I tighten all the bolts, throw
on the mattresses, and call it a bed. The whole thing, including a
phone call and the trip to the hardware store, took something like five
hours. I'm not very handy. I accept it.
Written
2005-05-07
Moving
We got the rest of Nat's stuff from Conroe. Kenny and Heath were heaven
sent. The apartment is a disaster area. I have a cold, so I feel at
half mast already. I'm leaking and coughing, and carrying things all
over the place. It is pretty miserable.
Dead Computer
My primary computer died. The funny thing is, I keep most of my
important stuff on the server so it isn't that big of a deal to
re-install everything. I'm running the diagnostics, but those never
work. It is running through the keyboard test and the monitor test and
the memory test. I haven't tested the hard drive yet. that is where the
problem lies. I should have done the custom test. It finally finished.
I ran the hard drive test manually and didn't get the answer I wanted.
I may need a new one.
Wow, this hard drive is toast. It will not format. That sucks. I'm
restaging it as I type. I'm on my old ex-Gateway that is now a Linux
box.
The restage did not work. The drive is full of errors and will not
format. It is as if the CPU got dropped during the move. I moved it by
hand, so I didn't witness any rough treatment.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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