Thursday Things

Hoo boy!  You should hear Mom rant about going back to the day hunting gig yesterday.  The day hunting place did not have any 'lectricity on Tuesday, so nobody got anything done.  The servants, however, crashed hard, and needed a lot of attention to make them happy.

But it wasn't the servants that gave Mom fits yesterday.  You see computers are connected to patch cables that go through walls and ceilings and connect to patch panels.  The cables continue on to switches that may or may not connect to other patch panels and then other switches.  The servants connect directly to the switches.  All the printers connect the same way. Even wireless computers need to connect (wirelessly) to a WAP  (dunno) that connects to a patch cable that connects to a patch panel that connects to a POE device (don't ask me that either) that connects to a switch that connects to the servants.

Got that?  (Good, because I don't.)

Anyway Mom said that all of her fellow day hunters got their computers running, but SOME computers couldn't talk to servants. It was Mom's job to figure out where in that big description (above) to find the gremlin that was screwing stuff up. 

You see, at the DHP (day hunting place) there are a bunch of old switches and patch panels WAY WAY up in the rafters of the building, and Mom had to ask one of "the guys" to give her a ride in the lift truck (like an elevator on wheels) to check them out. They were OK, so Mom knew her problem was right in the special room where the servants live.

Fortunately for Mom, a Sultant was there at the DHP to help the servants wake up.  Mom got him to look and he moved ONE CABLE and PRESTO!  All the computers that weren't talking to the servants suddenly started!!  Mom had to reset all the printers, and then they happily spit out paper whenever they had to.

And the telephones! Oh boy, that was another problem. Mom said the upstream telco had to completely rebuild some configuration, and that fixed that problem. (I don't know what that means either.)

There was one last printer that just wouldn't spit paper no matter how hard Mom asked.  Finally she asked it a bunch of questions and it told her it changed it's address from what it was before. Mom scolded it, and changed it back, and it started spitting out paper too.

Have I told you lately how glad I am to be a cat?

Serving the Servants

Mom says these are two of her servants. They sure don't look like any servants I have ever seen before. They look like stoopid computers.

Mom's got to go to her day hunting gig today to put stickers on them. (This I wanna see.)

Fanatic Friday

Mom -finally- did it. She finally got herself a new computer. She's only been trying to get a new one for about a year now. The new one is the little one on the left. She has a kayvee-ahem switch so she can have the two computers on using one monitor and keyboard, and mouse. She's copying files from her old computer to a portable 300 Gig hard drive, then onto the new one.

The vendor goofed though. Mom has a spiffy w-i-d-e flat panel monitor, and it uses a special video card. She told him she HAD a special video card and didn't need to buy another one. No problem. Except when she cracked the case of the new computer to install it -- there is no special slot for the special video card she already has. Oops.

She is a very good customer, and she knows she will be taken care of. But she says it's very annoying because until she can use the right video card, the pictures all look s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d out. And that makes her a little crazy.

Frankly, I think she's a little crazy to begin with.

Mom's got quilts designed for Lilly Lu, Mu Shue & Iris and she'll be sewing them this weekend (if she can pry herself away from the new computer). When she's done those (and two others also in the works) she is gonna concentrate on her Super-Duper Secret Project that she won't tell anybody anything about.

She said I would never get ANY treats or ANY 'Nip for -The Rest of My Life- if I spilled the beans, so you guys aren't getting any clues from ME!

At first I thought this was a Terrible Thing. But then it dawned on me -- if she can't tell anybody about her Super Secret Project -- then she won't be hijacking my blog! I can have it ALL to MYSELF!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!