Harold Ramis dead at 69 of complications from autoimmune inflammatory vasculitis
Harold Ramis, the man behind numerous blockbuster films such as Ghostbusters and Groundhog’s Day,…
He was 85.
A true comedy genius, he passed away at the age of 91.
The former child star and diplomat has passed away at age of 85.
Yep, Nerdom celebrates Star Wars Day today!! Eldest wishes to borrow some of my accoutrements for school today, so Darth Kitty earrings and Sith shirt will be on parade at the high school. As for me, I shall not be lacking, for I shall be enticing people to come to the Dark Side™ by way of cookies.
And what kind of hostess would I be, if I didn’t offer milk with those cookies??
I am very considerate.
And how are y’all getting your geek on today??
Yeah, busy around here. I do have a life outside the blogs, you know.
I LOL’ed, out loud
Enjoy your Sunday!!
First I want to apologize for not being around much. I’m going to tell you about that.
I’m sure you remember the car crash I got into last summer. Well, that really led to some changes. My knee still doesn’t work right which pretty much takes me out of my previous career.
While I was laid up on the sofa after the crash, I put in an application with a web-hosting company. I’ve never worked in the IT field and in fact have never worked in an office building. With no relevant work history and no certifications or documentation proving I know my stuff, I didn’t expect much.
Well, the next morning I got a call asking me when would be a good time to come in for an interview. Hey, I thought, maybe I’ll get a chance to explain how I know what I know. Well, it turned out that the “interview” was a hands-on test. They simply sat me down in front of a terminal and gave me a list of tasks to perform. It wasn’t much of a difficulty.
When I was done, I was asked the basic questions: If you were hired, when could you start? What shift would you be comfortable working? and then …. How much would you expect to be paid?
Fuck. The money question.
Fortunately, I currently had a job so I simply told them how much I was making at my current job and that they would have to get damned close to that to get me to leave it. It was still too early to know that my knee was not going to get much better. I’d have been much more nervous about the whole thing if I’d known I was not going to be able to go back to my previous job.
So that’s how it ended. They said I’d hear something by the end of the week.
I got a call the very next morning. I was asked if I was still interested in coming to work for [COMPANY] at a pay rate of [EXACTLY WHAT I ASKED FOR] working [THE SHIFT I ASKED FOR].
I said, Uh, yeah, ok. Sounds good.
It turns out that this is pretty much just the way this company does things. It is worth the money to them to pay someone for two weeks of training to see if they’re worth a damn. I guess since you can’t really tell much from a job interview, they just make the interview two weeks long.
So, I knocked out the two weeks training and started on the floor.
I was terrified.
After about a week of getting the feel for things, I started to make numbers. After a couple of weeks I was hitting quota. About the same time I started hitting the bonus range for my ratings. I hit bonus three pay periods in a row.
I now realize that the bonus is a mechanism for determining who needs to be doing harder work.
I was rather innocently told to go sit with another admin to get some training in another area. Harder tickets. It didn’t take long before I was working those harder tickets exclusively. A short while later and I was told to start “cherry picking” out of the Level 2 tickets. “Just look around in there and pick the ones you can do.” “Sure, no problem.”
Then it happened.
I got an email from the boss telling me I’d been approved for Level 2 training and that I’d get my “checklist” and expanded access later in the week.
So that’s where I’ve been.
Monday morning I was informed that my training checklist was 100% complete (including the tests) and that now its in the hands of the higher-ups to decide whether or not to promote me.
Wednesday marks six months with the company. Six months of work in the IT field. Six months of work as a Linux System Administrator.
Some of you know the name of the company I work for, but I’d rather it not be said here. I do owe them. They gave me a shot at proving myself with no experience, no education and no certifications. They just owe me a bigger paycheck. I’ve worked my ass off for them.
So, there is the story of where the hell I’ve been.
In other news, H&B Football is done. While myself and a few others fell out during the season, I have to hand it to those who kept their picks going and really did put up some impressive numbers.
Congratulations to the botnet and really for all the leaders on that board.
That’s what Nicole calls it. A countdown of lists about all and sundry. But since I have detailed a lot of that in different lists, I will be a bit more creative with mine.
Ten Worst Earworms
- We Built This City -- Starship
- Friday -- Rebecca Black
- Moves Like Jagger -- Maroon 5
- Bohemian Rhapsody -- Queen
- Livin’ La Vida Loca -- Ricky Martin
- Who Let the Dogs Out? -- The Baha Men
- Forget You* -- Cee Lo Green
- Material Girl - Madonna
- Heat of the Moment -- Asia
- Nothing Compares 2 U - Sinead O’Connor
We at Casa de Aggie are big fans of Nikola Tesla.
And Edison can suck it!
I don’t play Angry Birds, but my brother and I have a running joke about it. He is fanatical and sends pics of anything to do with that game. Some are obvious, and others subtle, but all are damn funny.
The Audubon take:
The Therapy take:
And my personal favorite, the Hitchcock take:
Yes, even the Angry Birds take on Hitchcock’s The Birds gives me the willies. I can’t help it!!
I swear, sometimes it just doesn’t pay to get out of bed. Last night I went to bed rather late, since Eldest was practicing her Parade and March stuff for ROTC in the kitchen, and right as I fell asleep I got an anxiety attack, so I laid in bed waiting for an hour for it to subside, thinking stupid existentialistic crap that probably solved the world’s problems, but I promptly forgot after dreaming about narwhals. Why narwhals? Because Eldest had been talking about them a couple of days ago. Shit like that just lies in wait to assault my REMs.
This morning I got up, and tripped over the little dog as I made my way with one eye open to the coffeemaker. You would think I could not screw that up, right? But noooo…. instead of creamer I poured lemon juice into my cup of coffee, not looking because A) the bottles are similar in color and size, and 2) the dog was barking to be let out. I’m hiding the bottle of lemon juice in the back of the fridge from now on.
So, I have my second cup with creamer, just in time to Skype with Hubby. YAY!! So, we talk about stuff going on over there and soon enough we are all, “Oh I miss you honey!” and “I miss you too!” and then we talk of how some stuff over there is so weird and suddenly for no reason I say:
I know! I just don’t understand why they (Muslims) would want 72 virgins. I mean, that just doesn’t make sense to me. I would rather have 72 hookers. They would know what they are doing, right?
And Hubby just looks at me with a lot of pity, because that part of the conversation had absolutely nothing to do why we miss each other. Or maybe it did, and I missed it. All I know is that today is a three pot of coffee day and I am soooo going to have a nap.
Many of you have seen the “COEXIST” sticker. You know the one…
Basically, it expresses the wish for Whirled Peas™, even though the first religion portrayed is out to destroy the rest, and the actual sticker is directed at the last religion portrayed in an attempt to paint it as intolerant. It wasn’t long before we saw the evolution of it to a more acceptable sticker:
And now, the geekdom version of the “COEXIST” sticker!!!
You better believe I’m getting one of those
Courtesy of The Feral Irishman.