A collections of stories, etc., is on todays’ menu. Nothing like a cancelled project to free up a bit of time. All that deadline pressure up in smoke. Or was it just replace with frustration? Or is that post project depression? Or… Whatever. I wonder if anyone will hear me pop the cork on this bottle of wine here in my cube?
Server 54, Where Are You?
This item is from the 04/09/01 edition of TechWeb News :
The University of North Carolina has finally found a network server that, although missing for four years, hasn’t missed a packet in all that time. Try as they might, university administrators couldn’t find the server. Working with Novell Inc., IT workers tracked it down by meticulously following cable until they literally ran into a wall. The server had been mistakenly sealed behind drywall by maintenance workers.
[Ed. I’m curious what the operating system was running on that box. Two bits says it wasn’t Windows. Microsoft’s license would have brought the thing down long before the 4 year mark.]
The Senility Prayer
God grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked anyway
The good fortune to run into the ones that I do,
And – the eyesight to tell the difference.
What aging has taught me:
1) I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it.
2) My wild oats have turned into prunes and All Bran.
3) I finally got my head together; now my body is falling apart.
4) Funny, I don’t remember being absent minded…
5) All reports are in; life is now officially unfair.
6) If all is not lost, where is it?
7) It is easier to get older than it is to get wiser.
8) I wish the buck stopped here; I sure could use a few…
9) It’s hard to make a comeback when you haven’t been anywhere.
10) Only time the world beats a path to your door is when you’re in the bathroom.
11) If God wanted me to touch my toes, he would have put them on my knees.
12) When I’m finally holding all the cards, why does everyone decide to play chess?
13) It’s not hard to meet expenses…they’re everywhere.
14) The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.
15) These days, I spend a lot of time thinking about the hereafter. I go somewhere to get something and then wonder what I’m here after.