downs and ups

I've not been in much of a posting mood as of late, due to general crappiness. I've been working 11-hour days for the past few weeks, and then curling four nights a week -- so have not really relished the thought of coming home and hopping on the computer. The week-long losing streak on the ice didn't help much either. Mom had a health scare that seems to be okay now, while one of her dogs had one that isn't okay, and will most likely be in Stupid Puppy Heaven when we get up to MN tomorrow. And then yesterday morning, there was the harrassing voicemail waiting for me at work; a direct reference to an incident from last Thursday. Only a handful of friends have my work number, so I'm 90% certain this was a coworker's doing. But I can't prove anything, nor can the IT folks trace this "outside caller." I should probably be thicker-skinned about this (and usually am), but I'm not working 7 to 6 every goddamn day with no benefits to be mocked for something I feel sorta lousy bout to begin with.



But there've been some good spots as of late. One of which is sitting on the floor behind me; Kirsti and I got an eMac as our main Christmas present to each other. It's niiiiice, or seems to be, anyway; we won't get it set up 'til after thanksgiving. Not a moment too soon, either, as the trusty 6100 is about to give up the ghost.



Note elsewhere that Mark is just now getting rid of his Mac Classic, circa 1991. We got eight, nine years out of our 6100; one of the first Power Macs to hit the market. When people sneer about Apple's alleged declining market share and predict doom yet again, they're either forgetting or ignoring the installed base. Yeah, Macs are expensive; yeah, their annual marketshare is only 5% or so; but the thing is that users hold on to them forever and upgrade them, instead of buying a new machine every 3 years.



Let's see, what else...

Finally saw Lost in Translation. Along with American Splendor, one of the year's best. There's more to be said later, I think.



Last Wednesday we went to a Fountains of Wayne show. They were fun, but I was surprised to see so many kids there for what I still consider to be a poppy college-radio band. (Seriously, kids -- I mean 11 and 12-year-olds. I guess it's been while since I've seen a band who was actively riding a big TRL hit. ) FoW gave more or less equal time to all three albums, including a nifty version of "Radiation Vibe" from the debut, which segued at times into "Double Vision," "Seven Nation Army" "Oh Sherrie," and "Let's Go."



Oh, and the losing streak is snapped; as of tonight, I've won two of my last three. Tonight's win had nothing to do with my awful play, but I'm not complaining too much.