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My Day Without the Internet
We’re in the middle of the slowest move ever. Seriously, we’ve been trying to pack for the past few months already and still, if not for the few boxes we have stacked around the house, you wouldn’t even know we were moving.
In preparation, my mom had spoke with PG&E to get the electricity put in her name at the new house. During the course of the conversation, the rep suggested she start the process for a utilities transfer with PG&E and Comcast. We didn’t know our move in date but he said we could always call and reschedule once we did have a date.
Can you see where this is going? On Saturday, I went out to dinner and came home to a cable-less house. Sometime in the 2 hours that I was gone, Comcast went ahead and shut off the cable/internet access at the house and later the phone. I didn’t know this and came home to a blank TV and no internet. I panicked because the Yankees were a mere 6 outs from sweeping the Twins and I wanted to see it; I rushed home to see it.
And there I was, not seeing it.
I had the settle for listening to it on the radio. It’s just not the same when you listen to the game on the radio in your own home. In the car? Awesome. At a BBQ in the park? Awesome. By yourself, in a clinching game, at home? Totally not awesome. The excitement is just sucked out of it. As much as I adore Jon Miller, I’d rather be watching the festivities unfold then try to imagine them in my mind.
So there I was with no cable or Internet. I was kind of lost and really annoyed. There were so many things I needed to do online. Things like waste time! You know how hard it is to waste time without the Internet? And do you know how quiet any given room is without the TV on in the background? It’s spooky almost. The phone didn’t even work. Except for our cell phones, we were effectively cut off from civilization. It’s a miracle we didn’t start sharpening knives from stones and contemplating ways to get rid of Piggy. Poor Piggy.
There really is only 2 things you can do without technology: go to sleep or be productive. I ended up being fairly productive though I still missed the Internet. There were still some things I needed to do that I needed the Internet for so that had to be put on the back burner. Though the fun really began when we finally got a technician to come back to the house on Monday. What a fail. I’m going to save that for another post.
I can survive without the Internet but I’d rather not. Well, I’d rather not by force. Let me choose when to turn off the computer and step away; just don’t rip it from me so rudely.
Read MoreNo sir, I do not have a point
I have a blog [duh].
I also have a twitter account [perchance you have seen it?].
Plus I’m on Facebook [ah ha! No link love on this one].
I “cross-promote” my blog and twitter accounts yet my Facebook remains all alone. There’s no mention of either my blog or my twitter accounts on there.
It’s not like I’m ashamed of my blog. Hardly. I mean, the most salacious thing I’ve written about was maybe my very tame trip to Vegas. Or maybe it was how I ate cupcakes for breakfast.
It certainly wasn’t the one thing that was banned from public discussion. Because I never wrote about that. Whew that was a fun party, by the way.
Anywho, as I was maybe not saying, it’s not like I’m scared of people finding my blog. It is public after all. And you know, it’s kind of also linked to my flickr account so what is my deal anyway? It can’t be because I don’t like the idea of people who know me reading what I have to say. What sense does that make when I put my thoughts out here for the whole Internet and it’s mama to see? And that my friends all know about it already. Exactly.
The only thing I can really attach it to is that my real name is attached to Facebook. It’s not like I’m afraid of my real name getting out there [because it has been revealed plenty of times before] but I guess I like the fact that those two worlds are separate. Though if you searched hard enough, you can still find your way to this site.
On a side note, maybe I should disable that other site. I don’t reference it as much as I used to. Plus it’s a pain and a half to go back and search through it. I’ll have to seriously consider that but I think I already have my answer.
Am I scared of employers finding the site? No. I don’t discuss work [at least not in the direct sense] or even how I feel about it, so there’s not a worry there. Not in that regard at least. Besides, I don’t want the general public knowing where I call my office. That’s just not safe. Or smart. It’s not smarfe.
Sorry once again. I digress.
I guess I wrote this whole thing out to say, I really don’t know what it is I’m doing.
But did you really need an entire blog post to figure that out? I thought not.
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Just a mere something odd hours of regaining access to my blog after another unfortunate issue with our hosting service, MediaTemple, I haven’t even thought about my blog until right now.
To be honest, I didn’t even realize there was a problem with my blog on Monday since I was busy working until much later in the day and for the first time it didn’t really bother me. I knew I wasn’t going to be posting anything that day since I wasn’t really in the mood to write to begin with. So that was actually the best time for them to get all goofy with our blogs.
But then Tuesday rolled around and still no blog. Granted, I still didn’t have a post ready to go [I was working on one that I didn't finish] but now I was annoyed that I didn’t have that choice. After a few random tweets to mediatemple, including questioning/complaining about the bf’s site being restored first, I was finally placed on the priority list and my blog was restored some time later that evening.
Maybe they caught wind that I told the bf I was amendable to changing ISPs and subsequently took notice when he told them that in order to keep his business that they should pay attention to my tweets about the subject. They’re familiar with him so my case was definitely helped by him. So glad I have him on my side.
Read MoreSome words from our nonsponsors
I was going through my email this morning and went to empty the spam bucket, if you will as I do every morning [sometimes the spam builds up overnight]. Thanks email filters and the whatnot, receiving spam is now just nominally annoying. What’s not annoying is the wonderfully delicious spiced ham in a can Spam that I unabashedly and unapologetically love – dude, spam sandwiches rock this hapa girl’s heart. If I wasn’t currently full with grilled cheese sandwiches, tomato soup, breadsticks and sweet potato chips, I’d probably wish I had another Spam musubi right now. But I digress.
Since I have several different email accounts for specific purposes [my primary account, my mailing list account, my internet shopping account, etc] and because I have a healthy dose of cynicism to Internet offers/forwards and the like, the likelihood of my falling prey to the spammers is relatively low. Especially since they don’t know which account is for which so I’m always amused and tipped off when I receive a seemingly personal Re: Hey! email in one of my secondary accounts.
While I don’t open these messages, I do love reading the mysteriously humorous subject titles. Most are amusing, especially the ones for the enhancers and miracle pills. My favorite: “Make your intruder the best for her.” I kid you not. Of course, most are completely unintelligible when they’re not written in broken English. Sometimes I feel like I’m reading I Can Haz Cheezburger.
You gotta love the creativity in some of them. Even the ones that make you think you won some lottery thing. First off, I’m not a British citizen or even been to Britain so how would I ever win the lottery there? Second, these old Nigerian email scams, I’d just like to thank you for thinking I had that kind of money to begin with. And the newish Fed Ex scams. I deal with Fed Ex on a daily basis and never would they write you a long letter explaining how you have a package ready for pick up. Or the ones telling me I’ve won some kind of scholarship or award.
Um, yeah, whatever dude. As if I’m ever going to follow through with those directions. There are just too many steps that all require me to get out of the house and drive somewhere. Why do that when I can stay home and take a nap instead?
Who knew laziness could be so helpful?
Read MoreDon’t verbify me, bruh!
Is it the weekend yet? I really need a day to wake up on my own without hearing an alarm clock. I hope I can get some decent sleep come Saturday, as that is the ONLY day I get to sleep without an alarm clock at the ready.
You know it’s bad when you consciously roll over in bed instead of getting up to pray at your scheduled time. Done that twice in as many weeks. Go ahead and shun me if you must. It wouldn’t be the first shunning.
Moving right along here, I was randomly thinking about my old Xanga blog the other night in comparison to this one. Don’t really know why…it’s not like I talk about radically different things now; it’s always been about whatever caught my attention or what was going on. The only difference is that I can think of is now I have a real job and am in a relationship.
After scanning through a couple of posts, I don’t even know why I was thinking about this. I yammered on about a whole lot of nothing! Oh wait, isn’t that what I do here? Ahem I don’t check in on that blog that much anymore, especially since I subscribe to the feed of the one person who still writes [way to go Esquire!] in my Google Reader so all of these new “innovations” are strange to me. Like, why do I want points? What do I do with them? Do I use them to get things to pimp my blog or something? Can I redeem them for real stuff?
And what is this “featured question” thing [one that I’ve already seen on Vox like, a million years before it popped up on Xanga]? Why is there a question of the day? But apparently people answer it. In fact, it seems they devote entire posts to it.
Xanga has come a long way from where it was when I first started writing about five years ago, even more so since I jumped ship two years later. Though I think I’m more impressed that I’m still writing five years later. I honestly didn’t give myself too long before I abandoned the blog for something else. I think I gave myself six months or so. Now I feel bad when I haven’t blogged in a few days!
How much longer will I be blogging about “things?” I’m not sure. I’d like to think I’d be able to have time to blog well through more promotions, graduations, the wedding and marriage and eventually through the kids. Each new experience garners new material to think about and skewer and just generally poke some fun at. Hopefully no one’s feelings get hurt in the process. Lord knows that’s the last thing I want to do. Again.
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