According to one parent (of a really nice kid), half-hour detention is mistreatment.  And another kid thought he could be excused to go buy ice cream.  So…yeah.

If a person accidentally books an extra connection, even if the booking company could make money by changing it, even if the airline could make money by changing it, no one will touch it. If this makes sense to you, you might be Expedia. I mean, I get that the rules are what they are, but simple dollargrabbing self-interest ought to kick in on this.

I’m working the school carnival this weekend, selling snacks, to get some money together to take care of some stuff in my classroom. Now, it’s a good chance and all, that part’s cool…but…I am so tired, I want to sleep all weekend, not do more work. Sigh.

Just a quick update: I picked up two packages from the leasing office today.  One contained a cheap copy of the standard pilot’s manual (and wow that book is packed), while the other was…drumroll please…my “new” phone.  Same kind as the one I had, but with a little cosmetic damage to the front screen cover (the screen works fine).  If my students even breathe on it…*growl*

The blog’s been slightly hacked–so far I’ve found linkspam added to two posts, and an added directory with linkspam contents. I’m guessing SQL injection through WordPress (it’s a new major release after all) though there’s a small chance it’s server-level.  From what I can tell, other blogs on this domain are not affected.  As a precaution, I’ve deleted all inactive member accounts (anyone who’s ever commented got to keep their account).  Also, I checked the active member accounts to make sure nothing more private than an e-mail address was in there.  If you get a spike in spam e-mails…sorry and happy deleting…

It’d help me out a bit if people would keep their eyes open for anything out of the ordinary and let me know if you see anything that doesn’t belong–other than the WeatherSPAM, that is.  I’ll be working from the backend but sometimes, when I’m logged in, what I see isn’t exactly what you see, so it’s possible for something to not show up for me on first glance.  So in short, no need for panic (I’m backed up in case anyone starts deleting things) but please keep your eyes open.

Thanks, all!

For those who missed the previous post, two weeks ago today (yeah, that’s right, on my birthday), my phone disappeared, probably with one of my students.  When I go through that class list, there’s not one of them that I think would be the one…and yet…my phone didn’t evaporate.  Sigh.

So, I ordered a replacement, from eBay so it wouldn’t cost soooooo much.  It shipped a couple days ago and as of now it’s in Phoenix, scheduled to be delivered tomorrow.  I’m considering taking bets: will it be left in the rental office or will I have to go to a UPS office to pick it up?  Will I be able to get it activated tomorrow, or the day after, or will I have to wait until Friday?  Will I get hit with an activation fee?

Ah, all the mystery of it all!  Stay tuned…

They drink blood instead of hunting, so they don’t keep any other population under control.  They spread malaria and west nile virus and probably other stuff that I’m not thinking of at the moment.  So tell me…other than ticking off the aliens from Lilo and Stitch…what difference would it make if mosquitoes ceased to exist?

I’m currently being chewed on (well not right now; it happens while I’m asleep I think) by assorted mosquitoes that take advantage of the fact that I’m cross-ventilating until the air conditioning gets fixed.

Oww oww oww…scratch scratch…

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I hang out with crazy people. This is a reorganized excerpt from last night’s conversation. Note that it contains Choose Your Own Adventure, D&D, and Nethack. And cake.

Spotty: Is this like one of the choose your own adventure ™ books?

Avrila: Was I the only one that wasn’t into those things?

Derek: I don’t think you’re going to like any of the endings… a cellmate named Bubba… Podunk, Minnesota… political office… a tire iron… a daily regimen of stool softeners…

Spotty: Do I get to mix and match, or can I only choose one? Also, are there any potential endings which involve cake of some sort? (pie would be an acceptable alternative).

Spotty (reply to Avrila): they were kind of ‘meh’.

Avrila: The format obliterated any possibility of making a point about the universe. Plus they never had the option I wanted to do.

Derek (reply to Spotty–re: mix and match): One or the other. And I think Bubba likes cake.

Spotty: Well if he likes cake, then ostensibly he won’t feel like sharing it with me. Clarification question: any endings which permit me to have some cake of my very own? Again, pie would be okay, if not quite as good.

Derek: I think the cake that Bubba likes is yours… Don’t bring any cake.

Spotty: Cake-free adventuring. Gotcha.

Derek: You might, however, wish to preemptively pack some stool softeners. You never know.

Avrila: That might also help with getting Bubba off his back. Figuratively speaking of course.

Spotty: “pack” is a disturbing verb choice, in this context

Derek: Bubba will appreciate it.

Avrila: Or not, depending…

Derek: Clearly, you haven’t met Bubba.

Spotty: Let’s navigate our way to an abrupt subject change

Derek: *flips back a few pages* Okay, take option B. I think that one will take you away from Bubba.

Avrila: Hmm…back to cake?

Spotty: Cake! What kind of cake?

Avrila: Oh…how about carrot cake with cream cheese frosting?

Derek:

Spotty: Uh, that would happen to be the best. cake. ever.

Spotty (reply to Derek–re: option B): Excellent. Where am I now?

Avrila: In a dungeon, choosing between shrooms to chow down on for tonight’s dinner. Or you can eat the rations you brought with you, but you only have one meal left.

Spotty: What kind of shrooms? Will they have me seeing trippy dungeon monsters?

Derek (reply to Avrila–re: what to eat): Uh… *rolls 20d*

Avrila: It’s a d20 fool

Derek: Yeah, I seriously need to play more D&D. I’m clearly not nerdy enough.

Derek (reply to Spotty–re: location): *flips forward to page 71* Uh… White Castle.

Spotty: Excellent, dude!

Avrila (reply to Spotty–re: kind of shrooms): Sorry, you didn’t take the mushroom identification skill at the beginning…wait…I’m mixing D&D in…

Spotty: Knowing absolutely zero about this stuff, I’m shooting in the dark here can’t I just sample the shrooms to determine any hallucinogenic effect?

Avrila: Sure. So you’re trying all of them? 5 minutes later, your backpack starts meowing in your ear.

Spotty: Do I have any catnip to feed my backpack, in hopes of shutting it up for a while?

Avrila: You hallucinate some catnip in your hand and stuff it in your backpack. It makes your backpack start shaking you around. It’s difficult to walk like this. Your backpack jumps off your back, bites and is bitten by a sewer rat for a few turns, and then eats a sewer rat corpse.

Spotty: Is there a “Tripping hard, get me the heck out of here” button?

Avrila: Um…you could pray to your chosen diety, that sometimes clears hallucination in Nethack.

As a bit of a comupter geek, this frightens me.  It can’t be easy to debug and it has to be blocking some airflow.

It also, however, looks a bit like a Triscuit.

So I don’t know whether to be afraid or hungry.