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Moving along smoothly, with jerks...
Jan. 13th, 2014 10:58 pmAT&T had a deal whereby I could increase the available bandwidth by 50% for $5 more per month, with a $30 rebate spread out over 6 months, effectively upgrading my speed for free for a while. That said, I can't say I've noticed much of a difference, in terms of greater response.
To borrow a phrase, sufficient unto the day was the work thereof, which included having to deal with a company whose name translates as "House Upon A Rock." The translation works, I think, even though this is not the wording that appears in the Russian version of Matthew 7:24 posted at the web site of the Official Moscow Patriarchate of the Russian Orthodox Church.
There then followed an exercise in formulating the same basic thoughts in many different ways without actually repeating myself, a chase through a maze of "twisty little passages" that become "small twisting passages," and so on. Much fun and laughter all around, let me tell you.
For the second time in as many weeks, I have had truck with organizations that insist on receiving information via fax instead of email, going so far as to prohibit the transmittal of said information by email (although only Chulthu knows how they would enforce such an injunction, short of never having anything to do with you again). If said folks think fax transmittal is significantly more secure than email, they really need to get with the times, but since this is not my year for setting people straight in this regard, I won't be the fella to do it.
My eyeballs focused on the name of Johnny Mercer for an instant today, and it brought a smile to my face, as Mercer wrote one of my favorite songs, Ac-Cent-Tchu-Ate The Positive, and sang a pretty well-known version of Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah, which is a song that basically burns itself into the brain of any kid that grows up with regular exposure to The Wonderful World Of Disney.
My dance card for tomorrow's work session still has room on it, but slots are going fast! I better get some shuteye to prepare! Meanwhile...
To borrow a phrase, sufficient unto the day was the work thereof, which included having to deal with a company whose name translates as "House Upon A Rock." The translation works, I think, even though this is not the wording that appears in the Russian version of Matthew 7:24 posted at the web site of the Official Moscow Patriarchate of the Russian Orthodox Church.
There then followed an exercise in formulating the same basic thoughts in many different ways without actually repeating myself, a chase through a maze of "twisty little passages" that become "small twisting passages," and so on. Much fun and laughter all around, let me tell you.
For the second time in as many weeks, I have had truck with organizations that insist on receiving information via fax instead of email, going so far as to prohibit the transmittal of said information by email (although only Chulthu knows how they would enforce such an injunction, short of never having anything to do with you again). If said folks think fax transmittal is significantly more secure than email, they really need to get with the times, but since this is not my year for setting people straight in this regard, I won't be the fella to do it.
My eyeballs focused on the name of Johnny Mercer for an instant today, and it brought a smile to my face, as Mercer wrote one of my favorite songs, Ac-Cent-Tchu-Ate The Positive, and sang a pretty well-known version of Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah, which is a song that basically burns itself into the brain of any kid that grows up with regular exposure to The Wonderful World Of Disney.
My dance card for tomorrow's work session still has room on it, but slots are going fast! I better get some shuteye to prepare! Meanwhile...
You've got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positive,
E-lim-in-ate the negative,
And latch on to the af-fir-ma-tive—
Don't mess with Mister In-Between!...
