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How to install Linux on a dead badger
Any script kiddie can install Red Hat on a toaster, but it takes real skill to install into a dead badger.
I could spam the blog with pet pictures, I guess, but it’s a lovely spring day. I’ve managed to do laundry, clean the kitchen, let the cat have a good run outside on the patio, fed the parrots and sang to them (they don’t care that I can’t sing, obviously) and am in the process of sizing up what items I need to complete Operation Parrot Heaven. Perches and food dishes and new water bottles are on the list. Cheeto is happily tearing up an apple wedge and Kiko (which is the new bird’s name, which may be temporary if it doesn’t stick) is hanging upside down and attacking the new toy I made for her.
This week I threw a pizza party for the therapy group I’ve been running for six weeks - the budget is about to roll over to the new fiscal in June, and no one used the pizza account? I’m so there.
I also maxed out on the number of high maintenance parents there are on my list, and broke the computer software we use to handle case records. Go me.
At the end of April I will have been here for six months. I would never have thought it’d been so long. I tend to think it’s the sign of achieving a good job when you stop watching the clock and ticking off days on a calendar - a lot of things I don’t enjoy are easy to cope with when kids are showing up and people are responding. The new supervisor is working out just fine.
I don’t know if it’s a he or she, or what its name might turn out to be.
But I’m starting out with ’she’ and she’s a bronze winged pionus parrot.
All fixed. Tech support helpful. Groovy.
This may or may not post.
It isn’t certain what will post and what will not. But tech support is on the job.
Now if only I can get the fic back.
gr. arg.
ME: Hello?
GUY: Hi, I’m with the (long name basically meaning Conservative Christians Against Hollywood) Association, and do you have a few minutes to talk about getting decent family friendly entertainment on television?
ME: Sure! I can tell you that the cheapest way to go about it is to 1) use the off button on the TV 2) not subscribe to cable or satellite, thereby funding proliferation of those evil filthy shows you hate 3) shut down all the phone banks and fire all the folks in your association, saving a lot of dollars in salary 4) use all the money you saved on not subscribing to evil tv networks, not paying people to harrass people at home when they’re eating dinner, and not paying for electricity to run the TV to CREATE YOUR OWN STUDIO and HIRE ACTORS and MAKE YOUR OWN ENTERTAINMENT if it is so doggone important to you to have absolute control over making television meet your narrow standards. I hope you recorded that so you can listen to it the next time you feel the impulse to call me. Please stop leaving messages on my machine. Good Bye.
GUY: Well if you are conc — *click*
ME: DANG that felt good. 
Only for me, it would be ‘tiiiiiiiiime!’ As in ‘I HATE TIME CHANGES!’
I swear it took three hours to wake up this morning because my body did not agree with the alarm clock a’tall.
And now I have once again missed a window of opportunity by assuming it was earlier than it is, and cannot go to the store I had intended to visit.
…covered in fudge. mmm, exterminatin’ goodness. Chocablog ยป Dalek Chocolate Cake
Another few sections completed on ‘Far Afield,’ link above.
… my friend says.
“In Gorman.”
So we did. The freeway was nice and fast all the way there and back. Moon’s beautiful tonight.
Sizzler was… Sizzler. As it always is. But it was better than McDonalds.
I was informed by one of my few girl clients today that she was going to be ruler of the world, and everyone would thereafter “have to stop being mean to each other.”
You go, girl.