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Saturday being a work day, and all...
On the way home from work, we picked up some steaks, mushrooms, and some wine, which I whipped up into a dinner with the entire family. Afterward, the kids and I went down to visit our neighbor's horse, Buck (I came equipped with carrots). Huntur was a bit intimidated by the animal, but only a little, I think.
Lee, Galina and I then watched Corky Romano on pay-per-view. While there were a few laughs (mostly sight gags) sprinkled here and there, I probably could have missed this film and not noticed any emptiness in my life.
All of a sudden, there are people coming to the store for computer-related issues. One fellow came today and got online to the University of Phoenix. I've already written about the doctor with his twin Compaqs. Yet not all opportunites are "gimmes." One fellow came in today to send a laptop to Florida just to have someone install a program; he didn't seem too interested in having me or Lee take up his problem. Another fellow was sending his son his desktop, apparently because it is infected with a virus; he, too, wasn't interested in having us look at it. "My son is a computer whiz," he said.
No biggie. I'll make money from him one way or another, assuming he actually sends off the unit.
* * * A certain sinking feeling overcomes one when one realized one has forgotten to pay a bill. Drat.
* * * Client T called and left a message yesterday morning, which I reviewed too late to do anything about. It seems a question has arisen regarding my invoice. (I can't stand the suspense, though I suspect the issue may revolve around either the two hours I charged between assignments on Monday, or the four hours I charged for the cancelled sim, both of which I invoiced at the recommendation of people in the client's logistics office.)
That reminds me... in addition to doing a 2800-word translation tomorrow, I have to invoice the nuclear job, which should be a pleasant experience.
* * * I did some research on the web and found a description for a modification to my Alinco DJ-S11 2-m transciever that will expand its receive/transmit frequency range beyond the ham bands. While transmission with the unit is not permitted (even if I'm authorized to do so), reception is okay, so I expect I'll be able to listen in to the public service channel associated with the county SAR.
* * * Drew seems to be better. He put away a steak during dinner and has been walking around the house, looking for his wallet. (Been there, done that.) Maybe we'll go for a walk down the local roads tomorrow. I need the exercise and the company.
Cheers...
On the way home from work, we picked up some steaks, mushrooms, and some wine, which I whipped up into a dinner with the entire family. Afterward, the kids and I went down to visit our neighbor's horse, Buck (I came equipped with carrots). Huntur was a bit intimidated by the animal, but only a little, I think.
Lee, Galina and I then watched Corky Romano on pay-per-view. While there were a few laughs (mostly sight gags) sprinkled here and there, I probably could have missed this film and not noticed any emptiness in my life.
All of a sudden, there are people coming to the store for computer-related issues. One fellow came today and got online to the University of Phoenix. I've already written about the doctor with his twin Compaqs. Yet not all opportunites are "gimmes." One fellow came in today to send a laptop to Florida just to have someone install a program; he didn't seem too interested in having me or Lee take up his problem. Another fellow was sending his son his desktop, apparently because it is infected with a virus; he, too, wasn't interested in having us look at it. "My son is a computer whiz," he said.
No biggie. I'll make money from him one way or another, assuming he actually sends off the unit.
That reminds me... in addition to doing a 2800-word translation tomorrow, I have to invoice the nuclear job, which should be a pleasant experience.
Cheers...
