These are my favorite types of weeks. I worked from home last Friday, took Monday off, and am working from home today. This means I’m away from the office for six days, until tomorrow. And while tomorrow sucks in that it’s my late day, I at least don’t have to scurry about trying to get my shit together early in the morning, either. Not that I sleep in or anything, but it always seems like time gets compressed right before I need to leave (not that I have to punch a clock, but I have preferred time windows for hitting the road to avoid traffic, dump trucks, and those dreaded school buses – thank goodness there’s only another month or so of them left, though I’d prefer it if they kept going to school while I took the summer off).
Other than not having to go to work, it was a somewhat frustrating weekend. First off, the black flies are now in biting mode. If you’ve never had the pleasure of dealing with the little bastards, they’re typically out early in the spring, when they swarm into your ears, eyes, nose, hair, behind you knees, up your shorts – basically anyplace where can be maximum annoyance. After that comes stage two – they do the same things as stage one, except they bit the shit out of you. And the welts their bites cause are huge, painful, and itchy all at once. Plus those bites are in those heretofore mentioned most annoying of all body parts. These little fickers are like the pirhana fish of the air. Small with huge (if only metaphorical) teeth.
Normally theses little assholes aren’t that bad around here (up in the Adirondacks, they can be downright intolerable this time of year), but whether it’s climate change, wet weather, or just that Jesus has lifted his veil of protection from us, I dunno.
Of course the skeeters are out, too, so it’s a win-win situation. But the mosquitoes at least have the decency of taking a nap or whatever it is they do for most of the day and only come out and torture you at certain times. Goddamn black flies are just insidious. Makes one long for subzero weather again.
Fortunately, the little bastards should be gone in another couple of weeks (and then we can eagerly await the return of Deer Fly season.
Besides being bugged out, I’ve also had to fart around with the tractor. After finally getting the mower on (always fun, as you get to lie across the deck trying to hook up the goddamn PTO), I drove a bit and heard a clunk. Turned out the u-joint on the shaft that connects the tranny to the front transfer case had come off, and the pin that’s supposed to hold it on was sticking out.
So, off came the mower. I tried to pound the pin in, and figured I had it good enough so I was able to put the mower back on and cut the grass. When I was done – clunk. Fell off again. So yesterday I pulled the mower off yet again and found that the pin had sheared off. So I pounded it out and tried to insert a new pin, but I’ll be damned if I could get it in all the way, and I’m afraid it’ll just shear off again (much as I love taking the mower on/off, I’d really rather not have to do it again this season).
So I reckon when I’m in the big city tomorrow, I’ll go get an “official” Kubota part. The pin I was trying to insert is 1/4″, which is like 6.35mm, so I figure the frickin’ thing is like 6mm or something (and they aint got no metric roll pins around these parts – not that I could find, anyway). Pain in the ass (among other places).
So, if you’re interested in why Net Neutrality is important and how US cable Internet providers are screwing up over and trying to blackmail not only content providers but also large Internet backbone providers, I recommend a couple of blog posts over at Level 3 (one of the large backbone providers). They’re both fairly short and not terribly technical in nature. First is “Chicken” | A Game Played as a Child and by some ISPs with the Internet from back in March, and then another one from a week or so to go called “Observations of an Internet Middleman.”
If you don’t feel like reading, here are the main points….
Big providers like Level 3 have thousands of customers – like Amazon, Google – the big boys – who buy Internet access from them. It doesn’t really do these customers much good if they can’t connect to the parts of the Internet not covered by Level 3’s network, so they engage in what’s called “Peering” arrangements. I let your traffic travel across my network, you let mine travel across yours. Where we have to interconnect, we’ll share the cost of the datacenter. Everybody’s happy. Level 3 has 51 “peers” worldwide.
As the Internet grows and traffic shifts, more capacity is required amongst the peers and they all pretty much agree to upgrade their switches, equipment, etc. to provide the best service possible for their customers.
A port that is on average utilised at 90 percent will be saturated, dropping packets, for several hours a day. We have congested ports saturated to those levels with 12 of our 51 peers. Six of those 12 have a single congested port, and we are both (Level 3 and our peer) in the process of making upgrades – this is business as usual and happens occasionally as traffic swings around the Internet as customers change providers.
That leaves the remaining six peers with congestion on almost all of the interconnect ports between us. Congestion that is permanent, has been in place for well over a year and where our peer refuses to augment capacity. They are deliberately harming the service they deliver to their paying customers. They are not allowing us to fulfil the requests their customers make for content.
Five of those congested peers are in the United States and one is in Europe. There are none in any other part of the world. All six are large Broadband consumer networks with a dominant or exclusive market share in their local market. In countries or markets where consumers have multiple Broadband choices (like the UK) there are no congested peers.
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One final point; the companies with the congested peering interconnects also happen to rank dead last in customer satisfaction across all industries in the U.S.[2] Not only dead last, but by a massive statistical margin of almost three standard deviations.Shouldn’t a broadband consumer network with near monopoly control over their customers be expected, if not obligated, to deliver a better experience than this?
The author declines to name these “peers,” but I think we can guess at at least who a few of them are – Comcast and Time Warner, for sure.
Don’t worry, though, FCC Chariman Tom Wheeler says it’s all gonna be great.
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Happy Birthday, Mister Farmerkat!
That’s sweet of you, Vern!!!
Tremendous respect.
I had a strange encounter with my ex a few days ago – you know, the crazy one that I think has borderline personality disorder. We had met-up the night before and the next day planned, via text, a walk, a picnic or something for the evening. I go to her apartment thinking we could have a conversation at a scenic spot here in town. Before I even knock, I hear her having an in-depth conversation with one of her many previous exes Andres. I’m not going into detail about him because I don’t know much and most of it isn’t in a good light for him. From what my ex has told me is that he’s beat her, which I take with a grain of salt because of all the previous lies she’s told me before. So I figured we could drive to a park here in town, not too far from her apartment, and talk over a Snapple and chocolate covered pretzels – something I picked up at Walgreens. We headed out while she was still talking to him. We get to the park, she’s still talking to him. We walk, and yet she’s still talking to him. I figured this was weird as fuck and gave up, walked back to my truck, texted and called her to say that I would be waiting there until she would be finished. Eventually, I got out and ran over to where she had walked, but she was still enthralled in conversation with him completely ignoring me. Not knowing what the fuck was going through her head, I drove home. After mulling it over, calling without success to get a hold of her, I headed out again to meet-up with her where I figured she should have been by that time. I found her traipsing down the boardwalk over a marsh. She heard my truck, turned and started walking away. By this time, I knew she was going to completely ignore, but for what reason I didn’t know. I summed it up as one of her episodes. Again, I ran towards her to try to make some kind of two-way communication but yet she just made a face and kept walking.
I had actually slept with her a few weeks ago. Which I regret now, but at the time I thought it was the beginning of a relationship. Immediately after, when we were laying next to each other, she started crying. I asked her why, but she didn’t say anything. I remember thinking that she could have given me a STD or that she had guilt from being in another relationship and she had just cheated with me. I didn’t know what the deal was, so I started raising my voice asking her why she would cry after we had just done that. I asked her if I should go. She started screaming for me to just leave, so I did, though I didn’t want to because I had been drinking. I had no choice but to leave.
Feeling used and possibly exposed to something that could make me sick, I scheduled an appointed at a health clinic. The person I talked to said that it may not have been long enough for any STDs to show up on their tests, but possibly. I texted my ex explaining how I was getting tested, and that I would tell her my results because it could be something she’s exposed to, too. She wouldn’t respond initially to the texts but after awhile she did, then we met-up to talk about the situation. After meeting her, I had a little bit of relief but not much. During the picnic or walk by the park, I had planned to talk with her more about things, but she just completely ignored me. It was one of the most bizarre circumstances I’ve ever been in.
I have so many conflicting thoughts about my ex. Mostly I think she’s nutty, and I feel sorry for her. Another part of me thinks she knows exactly what she’s doing. She’s admitted to sleeping with 17 people – that’s fucking weird in my book- and many of them were her coworkers at TSA. She’s only 21. The amount of people I’ve been with you can count on one hand, and I think that’s enough after all this. I really want to just forget about her, though I still haven’t gotten my results back from the lab. I told my ex that I would notify her with the results, too. At first she said she didn’t care, which really hit me hard. After a few days of texting, it seemed like she really did. After that weird stunt of her completely ignoring me when I had picked her up at her apartment, drove her to a scenic spot and planned to have a serious conversation with her, I don’t think I should ever contact her again.
I’ll add more to this after I rest. It’s getting late here, and I don’t think I can type very well.
Maybe I’ll wait until tomorrow or something to post about the situation with my ex. Dwelling on her craziness isn’t healthy for me, as I’ve said before. I’d really like to type about other things in my life, but she’s occupied a large portion of my thinking as of late.
I could go on and on, though I don’t feel comfortable typing about this with most of you.
I’d add another opening thread, except I can’t. That privilege was taken away, though I don’t particularly mind. I mean, it’s not like we actually type to eachother here anyway. I’ve grown to dislike and ignore most of your posts, too, and I’m sure you feel the same about mine.
Travis
If I remember right the last time you posted something about your ex you got a lot of sympathy and suggestions from most of us.
You’re kind of hard to ignore but I imagine everyone’s just speechless at this point and there’s
really nothing we can do for you except hope for the best for both of you.
Thanks for the comment, Art. I’m speechless, too.
Actually, I may have a lot to say. I’m just too lazy and burned-out to add anymore right now.
I’ve uploaded this image before on this site – a few days after she did this in fact. I told you guys then about the situation, how we had broken up and I had quit my job because of it. These scars are now covered with pansies. I know she’s still cutting because I’ve been to her place several times and seen bloody paper towels and razors on the counter. There’s nothing I can do about it, though I wish I could. The last few conversations I had with her, she had mentioned suicide several times. I know it’s something she thinks about frequently. I’ve had many of the same thoughts, but I’ve never considered acting them out or tried cutting myself.
There was a suicide prevention meet-up at a park next to her apartment yesterday. I didn’t go because I didn’t know about it – not that I would have gone if I did know. Reading about it, though, reminded me of her. The last time I tried to talk with her it went terribly, so I’ll most likely never try again.
I am getting more and more behind. I see Randi Rhodes has quit her show that I did not even know still existed. She took some shots at some old AAR people. I never cared much for her. Maron is two shows into a new season on IFC. IFC looks like it has some pretty good offerings and somefree on line content for the cable-impaired. It is interesting to see Marc rising out of AAR and his divorce to the success that he has. I also like it that he has started to expand his WTF to music people.
She was occasionally amusing, but mostly just a loud-mouth opinionated know-it-all who didn’t actually know as much as she seemed to think she did. In other words, your typical radio talker.
Shows what you can do once you ditch the old ball-and-chain. And, in Marc’s case, the new ball and chain, too.
I was in the house when she took a whack at standup and ended her AAR career.
and new episodes of Derek will be available on Netflix in less then two weeks.
Oh, excellent. ATT buying DirecTV may finally convince me to cut the cord. Well, except it’s tough to get live sports and there are some really good things on HBO and Showtime, and have you seen the first couple episodes of Fargo with Billy Bob Tornton and Martin Freeman (and Bob Odenkirk, et al)? Then there’s….