Now who is taunting whom, sir?I won't even mention the heated seats.
Now who is taunting whom, sir?I won't even mention the heated seats.
I said I wouldn't mention those toasty heated seats. And I won't. I'm above such things.Now who is taunting whom, sir?![]()
I thought the two-hands emoji was a symbol of shared understanding, didn't realize it meant thank you. What I meant to convey was sympathy and understanding of how hard that must be. Life is not always fair or easy, and nothing lasts forever. At least you had your friend for years.Just found out my oldest (and one of my best) friends has spinal cancer.
Happy new year?
If Windows randomly corrupts (and you are not causing it somehow), you might have failing storage media that you should address ASAP before it fails completely.Bleah, just had to do another repair install on my PC. Really borked up the boot drive last night. It wouldn't boot to the login screen. It doesn't like my heater, but it's cold, dammit! I should really get round to making that restore disc I keep putting off.
If Windows randomly corrupts (and you are not causing it somehow), you might have failing storage media that you should address ASAP before it fails completely.
I had a Samsung SSD that did this. It was functional (and in good health according to SMART readings) but things were randomly corrupting every so often until I finally realized that the drive was bad. I thankfully lost nothing but it could have gone really bad.
If that's true, you are killing your storage drive. Overheating will almost certainly just cause it to die prematurely and without warning, likely very soon. This basically makes your drive unreliable and you should never store (even for a minute) anything important in there.It's corrupting due to excess heat when I have my fan heater turned on. The drive itself isn't a problem, and is fine as long as I don't put the heater on, but I ain't gonna sit here and freeze in winter.
I am so sorry to hear this, Iain.Just found out my oldest (and one of my best) friends has spinal cancer.
Happy new year?
Just found out my oldest (and one of my best) friends has spinal cancer.
Happy new year?
I remember those days. Sweetly smelly innocence (on the dog's part). The worst part, though, is when the dog gets up and leaves the room, giving you a look of disgust.Dog V4 snuggled on my lap. You may think this is something that would make me happy but not when's he's unleashing silent but deadly toxic farts.
Getting ready to move this to the Made Me Happy page. The garage door company has a guy who said he has nothing special planned for New Years Day, and he just showed up on this morning. A nice young guy with a Nordish accent. Says he'll be done in a couple hours. Worrisome part is that my wife is making fresh coffee just so we can offer him some. For some reason she seems impressed with this young stud who can contentedly work in such frigid conditions. I told her I could do that if I wanted to, but just don't want to. And that I am content to drink the stale coffee we had left over. She wasn't as impressed.Actually yesterday afternoon. The wife and I were at our usual game of Scrabble, waiting for the van to drop off our son. Suddenly we heard a loud crash. I opened the door to the garage and routinely pushed the button to open it. A creaking and popping followed, and pieces of things dropped everywhere. Apparently the driver had forgotten to put it the van in park -- or it slipped out of park --- and it surged forward into the door. I don't know if it hit the car or not, if so only slightly, but then with modern cars one can never be sure.
The owner of the van company agreed to pay the cost of an emergency repair visit; the result was a declaration that the door was unsalvageable (which I expected) and it couldn't be opened; I had the option of leaving the car out in 5 degree (F) for the next few days, leaving it inside, or having the door removed and the garage left open to the elements and whatever. Complication is the holiday week, it's unlikely we can get a new door installed until next Monday (though the technician, a nice young guy, said he would try to get permission to put the new door up this Wednesday as a special effort). So we opted to keep the car inside for the duration; friends and neighbors have already offered to provide rides or even car shares if we need it. Wife can work from home. And the van owner says he will pay for the new door -- and any damage to the car.
So things appear to be working out (crossed fingers). Such an amazingly unexpected complication. In the scale of things happening in he world and to others not that important, but a big pain to us. And the most frustrating thing is the reminder that the insurance industry is a big scam. Our agent advised us to avoid filing a claim if possible because even though we are clearly innocent victims, filing a claim would likely raise our rates.
All is good now. Turned out the guy's accent was British, from London. Wife dug out her secret stash of Walker shortbread cookies for him. But he's gone now, and the door works even better than the one it replaced.Getting ready to move this to the Made Me Happy page. The garage door company has a guy who said he has nothing special planned for New Years Day, and he just showed up on this morning. A nice young guy with a Nordish accent. Says he'll be done in a couple hours. Worrisome part is that my wife is making fresh coffee just so we can offer him some. For some reason she seems impressed with this young stud who can contentedly work in such frigid conditions. I told her I could do that if I wanted to, but just don't want to. And that I am content to drink the stale coffee we had left over. She wasn't as impressed.
No one deserves better treatment than people who turn up on holidays to mitigate disaster.All is good now. Turned out the guy's accent was British, from London. Wife dug out her secret stash of Walker shortbread cookies for him. But he's gone now, and the door works even better than the one it replaced.
Yup. I plan to let them know how much I appreciated it.No one deserves better treatment than people who turn up on holidays to mitigate disaster.