Deadlines and Dinners
Mar. 21st, 2003 09:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsI made my deadline! Huzzah! Despite the fever earlier this week, I succeeded by Friday in making an entire distributed array of computers all join the same NT-2000 domain with just a few scant details. It does everything-- time synchronization, distributed name resolution, distributed NIS control, and every box in the array gets its unique Kerberos ticket and NT-4 key. Cool.
I'm sure there a million bugs in it.
I have the children all to myself this weekend. Omaha is out gallivanting with friends, blissfully-- that woman works herself far too hard for her own good. It wouldn't be so bad if it didn't rain-- they could easily spend all day at the park if I let 'em (and they'll let me read a book, so long as I pack a book and a cell phone) and in the evening I can stun them with a movie. Right now they're watching the obscure Miyazaki animation Panda Go Panda, about a young orphan girl who is adopted by a panda family and all manner of hilarity ensues. Very cartoony, absolutely sweet, very positive on the values chart, all manner of parent-approved messages delivered with the most velvet of otoscopic implements.
Dinner was hamburgers packed with all manner of diced goodness, with an egg and some breadcrumbs for a binder. I also tried to make rutabega frites and learned an important lesson. Most root vegetables have more sugar than potatoes, so you have to oil them well. I tried Omaha's trick of putting paprika on them for a slight taste addition. A thin drip of oil carried the paprika off the flat baking sheet, where it fell onto the floor of the oven and immediately turned into something vaguely akin to tear gas. A white grogram of smoke hovered above my kitchen. I opened the windows and everyone retreated downstairs.
But they tasted good anyway.
I really don't know what I'm going to do with the kids, trapped in the house as we are. I'm really not going to be driving in this rain. I had a lot of yardwork to do, too, which the kids are always really quite helpful with-- pulling weeds, watering the plants (not that they need it now!), and stuff like that.
1. What did you want to be when you grew up?
Myself. This was harder to achieve than it sounds.
2. Do you have any nicknames?
Not anymore. A few titles. "The Most Dangerous Man On Usenet" is still my favorite. Too bad I barely deserve it anymore.
3. If you could change something about yourself what would it be?
I'd love to have a longer and more voluntary attention span.
4. Have you ever bought anything from an infomercial?
Never.
5. How do you plan to spend your weekend?
Herding kids. 1. If you had the chance to meet someone you've never met, from the past or present, who would it be?
Alexander the Great's tutor in mathematics.
2. If you had to live in a different century, past or future, which would it be?
The 22nd. Getting there would more or less guarantee getting to the 30th.
3. If you had to move anywhere else on Earth, where would it be?
Siderno, Italy. It's a beautiful medium-small Mediterranean city. Haven't been there in years; I heard it's a little overrun with Turkish refugees recently, so maybe I'd find a nice suburb nearby. But, from there, I could visit many Roman and Greek relics and would have ready seaport access to much of the old world.
4. If you had to be a fictional character, who would it be?
Hagbard Celine. Just because.
5. If you had to live with having someone else's face as your own for the rest of your life, whose would it be?
I have no idea. I'm not even sure how other people see my current face.
I'm sure there a million bugs in it.
I have the children all to myself this weekend. Omaha is out gallivanting with friends, blissfully-- that woman works herself far too hard for her own good. It wouldn't be so bad if it didn't rain-- they could easily spend all day at the park if I let 'em (and they'll let me read a book, so long as I pack a book and a cell phone) and in the evening I can stun them with a movie. Right now they're watching the obscure Miyazaki animation Panda Go Panda, about a young orphan girl who is adopted by a panda family and all manner of hilarity ensues. Very cartoony, absolutely sweet, very positive on the values chart, all manner of parent-approved messages delivered with the most velvet of otoscopic implements.
Dinner was hamburgers packed with all manner of diced goodness, with an egg and some breadcrumbs for a binder. I also tried to make rutabega frites and learned an important lesson. Most root vegetables have more sugar than potatoes, so you have to oil them well. I tried Omaha's trick of putting paprika on them for a slight taste addition. A thin drip of oil carried the paprika off the flat baking sheet, where it fell onto the floor of the oven and immediately turned into something vaguely akin to tear gas. A white grogram of smoke hovered above my kitchen. I opened the windows and everyone retreated downstairs.
But they tasted good anyway.
I really don't know what I'm going to do with the kids, trapped in the house as we are. I'm really not going to be driving in this rain. I had a lot of yardwork to do, too, which the kids are always really quite helpful with-- pulling weeds, watering the plants (not that they need it now!), and stuff like that.
1. What did you want to be when you grew up?
Myself. This was harder to achieve than it sounds.
2. Do you have any nicknames?
Not anymore. A few titles. "The Most Dangerous Man On Usenet" is still my favorite. Too bad I barely deserve it anymore.
3. If you could change something about yourself what would it be?
I'd love to have a longer and more voluntary attention span.
4. Have you ever bought anything from an infomercial?
Never.
5. How do you plan to spend your weekend?
Herding kids. 1. If you had the chance to meet someone you've never met, from the past or present, who would it be?
Alexander the Great's tutor in mathematics.
2. If you had to live in a different century, past or future, which would it be?
The 22nd. Getting there would more or less guarantee getting to the 30th.
3. If you had to move anywhere else on Earth, where would it be?
Siderno, Italy. It's a beautiful medium-small Mediterranean city. Haven't been there in years; I heard it's a little overrun with Turkish refugees recently, so maybe I'd find a nice suburb nearby. But, from there, I could visit many Roman and Greek relics and would have ready seaport access to much of the old world.
4. If you had to be a fictional character, who would it be?
Hagbard Celine. Just because.
5. If you had to live with having someone else's face as your own for the rest of your life, whose would it be?
I have no idea. I'm not even sure how other people see my current face.
