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Comings and Goings. Mostly Goings.
Dec. 14th, 2024 05:43 pmWe're coming up on the fourth anniversary of Boz's passing, just after a Very Bad Night to try to save him that wound up ending a few nights later with the sweet boy snuggled with me as his final gentle breaths passed from him. His (probably genetically half) brother remains alive, well and certifiably insane. After we walked the dog the other morning, I tossed my coat on the floor while I cleared snow off various paws. Went to put it back on and grabbed my gloves from the top.
Those aren’t gloves.
Nor are they the hat that I had on during those particular walkies. It had gone missing by yesterday morning, and my last remaining hope was I'd left it at the eye doctor's office when I took Eleanor for her checkup the day before. It certainly wasn't anywhere in my car, or at my office, or the restaurant I doubled back to on the chance I'd dropped it there at Thursday lunchtime.
No, it was stuck on Eleanor's dashboard the whole damn time, which became much more obvious when I drove that car this morning for the first time since wearing it last:P I put it there so I wouldn't drop it in the doctor's office. Amazing what a little sunlight will reveal. (Her eye exam went fine, and mine is due this coming Tuesday.)
Eleanor also discovered a workaround for the latest invasion of A.I. into our world:
Since the arrival of IOS 18, the old familiar buttons for albums/search/whatever, with the display defaulting to "recent," has been replaced by a mishmash of "things you might like that we just created for you." Because you really want to scroll past every "people and pets" looking photo you've shot in the past 12 years before seeing the fucking picture you just took so you can share it someplace. Anyway, wayyyy down in the Apple photo app, there's a button for "customize and reorder," which allows you to bring "recents" back where they belong. For now, anyway.
These bots are also quite useful for suppressing opinions about things like the backlash against American healthcare brought on by last week's murder of a CEO. Some of that backlash also got directed to Mickey D's, because it was one of their franchised location's employees who narc'd on him when he recognized the guy inside his Pennsylvania restaurant. That led to this meme showing up, to great acclaim:
That set myBK BS meter right off about its authenticity, and sure enough it was a fake tweet, but so what? It made the point regardless of who came up with it. Yet Facebook, in its infinite fear of the tech bros and other CEOs, immediately blocked my repost of that image, not even just adding a "fact check" comment to it:
I'm waiting to see if the Motherzucker gets equally mad when I refer to him as "McChicken."
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The main Going in my life this week involved one aspect of Facebook that did work reasonably well.
One of the other lawyers in my office just hired a new paralegal, and she's currently working out of a fairly cramped space near our postage meter and other shared officey things. To alleviate that, we're rearranging some things in the waiting room and hallway, and my contribution to making more room was to finally get rid of the old beast of burden that I used as my primary printer, copier and scanning device from 2015 until COVID:
I'd tried to offload it a few times since it was declared Mostly Dead by Xerox, but this renewed need got me to try posting it on Facebook Marketplace with the following explanation and a "price" of exactly one dollar:
Free to a good home: this high-volume Xerox copier/scanner worked just fine until the company declared it had reached its “end of life“ and would not service it anymore. I kept using it until the toner ran out. I believe all it needs is a new toner cartridge, which will probably run around 100 bucks if you can find one. I don’t even need the dollar. Just get it out of my hallway at work. If you know anyone on a nonprofit or other startup business, it might be ideal for them.
That ad got plenty of tire kickers but nothing materialized until Friday morning. A lovely couple from Rochester had one just like it that died, and they had the toner cartridges for it. Barbara, the she of the they, even knew how to crack the admin code on it to see how good the percentage remaining on the drum was. We got it into their van and it's OUTTA HERE!
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I'd wanted to get that effort out of the way because we began making plans for a daytrip that could come as soon as Monday after yesterday was ruled out. Details will come as they're known /vaguebooking
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And finally, back to the Mostly Dead reference from Princess Bride, I spent part of today putting some Indigo Girls CDs into iTunes so I could listen to a few more of the songs they did the other night. I've had a few of their protestier songs in my head since the show, and when I went to make this particular connection to that film in meme form, I found it inconceivable! that nobody seemed to have done it yet.
So I did.
Those aren’t gloves.
Nor are they the hat that I had on during those particular walkies. It had gone missing by yesterday morning, and my last remaining hope was I'd left it at the eye doctor's office when I took Eleanor for her checkup the day before. It certainly wasn't anywhere in my car, or at my office, or the restaurant I doubled back to on the chance I'd dropped it there at Thursday lunchtime.
No, it was stuck on Eleanor's dashboard the whole damn time, which became much more obvious when I drove that car this morning for the first time since wearing it last:P I put it there so I wouldn't drop it in the doctor's office. Amazing what a little sunlight will reveal. (Her eye exam went fine, and mine is due this coming Tuesday.)
Eleanor also discovered a workaround for the latest invasion of A.I. into our world:
Since the arrival of IOS 18, the old familiar buttons for albums/search/whatever, with the display defaulting to "recent," has been replaced by a mishmash of "things you might like that we just created for you." Because you really want to scroll past every "people and pets" looking photo you've shot in the past 12 years before seeing the fucking picture you just took so you can share it someplace. Anyway, wayyyy down in the Apple photo app, there's a button for "customize and reorder," which allows you to bring "recents" back where they belong. For now, anyway.
These bots are also quite useful for suppressing opinions about things like the backlash against American healthcare brought on by last week's murder of a CEO. Some of that backlash also got directed to Mickey D's, because it was one of their franchised location's employees who narc'd on him when he recognized the guy inside his Pennsylvania restaurant. That led to this meme showing up, to great acclaim:
That set my
I'm waiting to see if the Motherzucker gets equally mad when I refer to him as "McChicken."
----
The main Going in my life this week involved one aspect of Facebook that did work reasonably well.
One of the other lawyers in my office just hired a new paralegal, and she's currently working out of a fairly cramped space near our postage meter and other shared officey things. To alleviate that, we're rearranging some things in the waiting room and hallway, and my contribution to making more room was to finally get rid of the old beast of burden that I used as my primary printer, copier and scanning device from 2015 until COVID:
I'd tried to offload it a few times since it was declared Mostly Dead by Xerox, but this renewed need got me to try posting it on Facebook Marketplace with the following explanation and a "price" of exactly one dollar:
Free to a good home: this high-volume Xerox copier/scanner worked just fine until the company declared it had reached its “end of life“ and would not service it anymore. I kept using it until the toner ran out. I believe all it needs is a new toner cartridge, which will probably run around 100 bucks if you can find one. I don’t even need the dollar. Just get it out of my hallway at work. If you know anyone on a nonprofit or other startup business, it might be ideal for them.
That ad got plenty of tire kickers but nothing materialized until Friday morning. A lovely couple from Rochester had one just like it that died, and they had the toner cartridges for it. Barbara, the she of the they, even knew how to crack the admin code on it to see how good the percentage remaining on the drum was. We got it into their van and it's OUTTA HERE!
----
I'd wanted to get that effort out of the way because we began making plans for a daytrip that could come as soon as Monday after yesterday was ruled out. Details will come as they're known /vaguebooking
----
And finally, back to the Mostly Dead reference from Princess Bride, I spent part of today putting some Indigo Girls CDs into iTunes so I could listen to a few more of the songs they did the other night. I've had a few of their protestier songs in my head since the show, and when I went to make this particular connection to that film in meme form, I found it inconceivable! that nobody seemed to have done it yet.
So I did.
