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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Please Stand By
We here at MadMup.com are experiencing technical difficulties. The hard drive in my computer has died, and none of my attempts to salvage it have been successful. Yes, it happens to computer guys, too. And all those times you've been told by a computer guy to "back up your stuff"? They don't do it like they ought to, either. It wouldn't be that bad except for the year and half of digital pictures stored on the drive that I can't get back.
Nertz.
So, yeah, I'll be back when I can be. Feel free to read through the archives in the meantime.
Nertz.
So, yeah, I'll be back when I can be. Feel free to read through the archives in the meantime.
Labels: grr, technology
2 commentsThursday, April 17, 2008
Who Needs Tote Bags?
Pledge drives produce conflicting feelings in me, and I can't be the only one. I'm talking specifically about the pledge drives that radio stations do, as I rarely run across the TV ones, and even more specifically about a station here in town. I realize that non-profit stations need to raise money somehow, but there has to be a better way, doesn't there?
Most of the chatter they do to try to convice you to chip in can be pretty much summed up in the last thing Kramer says in this quote from an episode of Seinfeld entitled "The Pledge Drive":
Here's this station that I've been sort of nonchalantly listening to when BAM! - pledge drive week. Now, rather than just listening, I'm being confronted with the fact that by not chipping in, I'm being an awful, awful person.
Sure, I realize this sort of thing is a necessity. It's nice to not have to hear commercials all the time, and the people that work at the station should get paid for what they do. In fact, there was a time in my life where I really wanted to work in radio. I still wonder every now and again if I'd have been any good at it. So I can understand that part of it.
But the hassling! These normally friendly people are saying things like "Only 5% of our listeners have donated" and "If you're not a part of this, you're missing out" and all it sounds like to me is a couple of knuckle-cracking thugs looking around and saying, "Nice radio you got here. Be a shame if anything happened to it."
So I'm equal parts ashamed and annoyed, the first because I can't bring myself to donate and the second because I can't bring myself to stop listening to them badger me. I'm some sort of sadistic freeloader, which seems like a contradiction in terms.
The good thing is that the pledge drive is over now. I guess we'll see if there's still a station to listen to in a month. 5 comments
Most of the chatter they do to try to convice you to chip in can be pretty much summed up in the last thing Kramer says in this quote from an episode of Seinfeld entitled "The Pledge Drive":
Nana: Hello, I'd like to speak with Jerry. This is his grandmother.
Kramer: Oh, uh, Nana. Hello.
Nana: Tell Jerry I'm sorry, I'm going to have to write him some new checks.
Kramer: As long as you've got your checkbook out, how about forking a little over to PBS? You watch the station, don't you? You don't want to be a freeloader.
Here's this station that I've been sort of nonchalantly listening to when BAM! - pledge drive week. Now, rather than just listening, I'm being confronted with the fact that by not chipping in, I'm being an awful, awful person.
Sure, I realize this sort of thing is a necessity. It's nice to not have to hear commercials all the time, and the people that work at the station should get paid for what they do. In fact, there was a time in my life where I really wanted to work in radio. I still wonder every now and again if I'd have been any good at it. So I can understand that part of it.
But the hassling! These normally friendly people are saying things like "Only 5% of our listeners have donated" and "If you're not a part of this, you're missing out" and all it sounds like to me is a couple of knuckle-cracking thugs looking around and saying, "Nice radio you got here. Be a shame if anything happened to it."
So I'm equal parts ashamed and annoyed, the first because I can't bring myself to donate and the second because I can't bring myself to stop listening to them badger me. I'm some sort of sadistic freeloader, which seems like a contradiction in terms.
The good thing is that the pledge drive is over now. I guess we'll see if there's still a station to listen to in a month. 5 comments
Friday, October 12, 2007
Notified
My apartment complex has recently come under new management. In the week since, I have received three letters from them, all taped to my front door. Whenever I see one of these upon arriving home, I check to make sure that other people have them, too, as I always suspect I'm being evicted: "Dear sir, the combination of your evil cat and your propensity to keep respectable hours has made you unfit for our complex and you are forthwith being asked to find another place of residence."
Earlier this week the letter taped to the door said something about them repaving the parking lot, so I'd need to find another place to park on Friday and Saturday. This makes no sense to me. Why pave a parking lot on a weekend? Isn't that the most likely time for people to need parking? And it's not like there's a plethora of parking in the area, either. I suspect that if I park in the Domino's lot a half-mile away that I'll get towed, and there aren't too many other options.
Yesterday there was another letter and... well, I'm not too sure what it means:

Earlier this week the letter taped to the door said something about them repaving the parking lot, so I'd need to find another place to park on Friday and Saturday. This makes no sense to me. Why pave a parking lot on a weekend? Isn't that the most likely time for people to need parking? And it's not like there's a plethora of parking in the area, either. I suspect that if I park in the Domino's lot a half-mile away that I'll get towed, and there aren't too many other options.
Yesterday there was another letter and... well, I'm not too sure what it means:
During the beginning of the road resurfacing we found it needed extensive repairs. As of Friday October 12, 2007 you will need to move your car. the company working on the road will notify us when the cars need moved. Sorry for the inconvenience. We will notify you as soon as we are made aware of the date. [Minor detail deleted] Also we will be notifying you because we will be painting the doors soon.
That's a direct quote. Any thoughts on this one? I thnk I've been notified, but apparently I will be notified again. I'm also not sure how I'll know when the doors are painted, because I'm not sure where they're going to leave the note.
I already didn't like apartment living, and this isn't helping.
Labels: grr
4 commentsWednesday, March 21, 2007
Love-Hate Relationship
I'm at Best Buy two, three times a week. It's got stuff I like to look at and stuff I like to buy. I enjoy buying stuff there and they seem to enjoy me buying stuff.
So why is it, pray tell, that any time I have to return something it's the worst experience a person can have and makes me never want to set foot in the place again?
So why is it, pray tell, that any time I have to return something it's the worst experience a person can have and makes me never want to set foot in the place again?
Labels: grr
7 commentsMonday, March 05, 2007
All Of A Sudden
I knew it was too good to last. I've gone from having no neighbors to apparently having 1,000 of them. I'm not sure how they're fitting all of those people in the apartments next to mine, but I know exactly how those people are getting from wherever they go during the day to back here: in one of the 8,000 cars parked in front of my apartment.
Seriously, if I get back later than, oh, say, 7 p.m.? No place to park at all. Up until last week I could choose any of about ten spaces, and now? Nothing. I'm parking in front of apartments I didn't even know were apartments.
Grrrrrr.
Funny thing is, this is what it's taken for me to start seriously thinking about buying a house. A lack of parking. That's what it took. Even in my frustrations there's a quirk factor that can barely be believed.
Seriously, if I get back later than, oh, say, 7 p.m.? No place to park at all. Up until last week I could choose any of about ten spaces, and now? Nothing. I'm parking in front of apartments I didn't even know were apartments.
Grrrrrr.
Funny thing is, this is what it's taken for me to start seriously thinking about buying a house. A lack of parking. That's what it took. Even in my frustrations there's a quirk factor that can barely be believed.
Labels: grr
17 commentsWednesday, November 29, 2006
That's Me In The Corner
I never expected it to happen to me. I'm not sure how it did. I'm frustrated and I feel helpless.
I can't login to my Yahoo! account. It won't recognize my password and the password recall function isn't working for me. On some computers I had it set to "Remember Me" and can still do some things, like make my picks for the football league I'm in see that I have 5 emails. But when it asks me to verify my password so I can check my email, it says it's incorrect.
I've gone through the proper channels with tech support but have heard nothing from them. I hate, hate, hate being up against something faceless - I can't talk to an actual person to get anything resolved, and don't know what I can do from here.
I only use my Yahoo! email for a few things, but I do use it. More importantly, though, my Flickr account is tied into my Yahoo account and if I can't log in to Yahoo, I can't log in to Flickr.
I guess the loss isn't too big, in the grand scheme of things. It's the effect it's having on my psyche that's harder to take. I'm losing my faith in technology. It's always been there for me, you know? It does what it's told, and when it fails it's usually pretty easy to figure out why. But this... well, it makes no sense. I have different passwords on my different accounts and I use them every day, so I know which one goes with what and I know which password went with this one. So since this happened with Yahoo!, is it going to happen with my other stuff? I didn't lose much with this one, but I've got plenty to lose with some of the others and no easy way to back it up. In fact, having it online was the way to back some of it up.
I'm actually on edge, feeling nervous. I don't like it and I still feel powerless to do anything about it.
I can't login to my Yahoo! account. It won't recognize my password and the password recall function isn't working for me. On some computers I had it set to "Remember Me" and can still do some things, like make my picks for the football league I'm in see that I have 5 emails. But when it asks me to verify my password so I can check my email, it says it's incorrect.
I've gone through the proper channels with tech support but have heard nothing from them. I hate, hate, hate being up against something faceless - I can't talk to an actual person to get anything resolved, and don't know what I can do from here.
I only use my Yahoo! email for a few things, but I do use it. More importantly, though, my Flickr account is tied into my Yahoo account and if I can't log in to Yahoo, I can't log in to Flickr.
I guess the loss isn't too big, in the grand scheme of things. It's the effect it's having on my psyche that's harder to take. I'm losing my faith in technology. It's always been there for me, you know? It does what it's told, and when it fails it's usually pretty easy to figure out why. But this... well, it makes no sense. I have different passwords on my different accounts and I use them every day, so I know which one goes with what and I know which password went with this one. So since this happened with Yahoo!, is it going to happen with my other stuff? I didn't lose much with this one, but I've got plenty to lose with some of the others and no easy way to back it up. In fact, having it online was the way to back some of it up.
I'm actually on edge, feeling nervous. I don't like it and I still feel powerless to do anything about it.
Labels: grr
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