Terrible Analogies

A typical day for me:

6:50AM: Wake up, get dressed
7:45AM: Arrive at work early.  Update Sharepoint with patch data.  Resolve unpingable server issue
8:30AM: Coding begins again as I continue to undercover how jacked up Windows 2008 is
10:00AM: Attend meeting.
11:20AM: Lunch.  Picked up 28 Weeks Later on Blu-ray at Fry’s (on sale!)
12:20PM: Coding continues on Server Verification program.  Research 2008 default profiling
1:30PM: Coding continues.  Finally have 2008 automatic OS authorization working
2:00PM: Coding continues.  Woot!  Have proof of OS authorization reporting correctly to logs
2:10PM: Resolve why VM host keeps dropping from network
2:35PM: Yay!  Someone took our IP from a VM host.  Ganked it back & dropped their server
2:50PM: Coding continues.  Working on FTP log transmission & error catching subroutines
3:10PM: Repair broken .vbs script.  Charlotte and San Diego now communicating
3:45PM: Emergency request to find missing Novell data, which wasn’t missing.
3:55PM: Coding continues.  Automating 2008 Admin security profiles
4:15PM: Coding continues.  Trying valiantly to hide user account information upon log in
4:30PM: Another emergency.  Cracked into locked server whose password was forgotten
4:45PM: Throw my hands up, tear out my hair, demand my stapler back, walk out early

I’m done thinking for now.  Going home to take a shower and throw on a Babylon 5 DVD (just started season 4).  I’ll leave you with a picture of our cat because, well…just because.

…and before I forget, I want to give a shout out to Nicole from The Madlab Post for her generous review of my blog, and for placing me in amongst the top five badass blogs of 2009 (thus far).  It’s this supportive community of bloggers that makes the whole ritualized blogging process a rewarding one.  Everyone, from the readers, to the contributors, to the writers have my utmost respect.

Alright, I didn’t really ditch work, but rather got in the office at 6am so I could leave at 2:30pm and grab a quick run over at Ellie Lane in Poway.  I had only one day off this week and felt cheated because I couldn’t squeeze in a decent trail run.  Actually, I was feeling a bit depressed, moody, and under the weather.  I dunno, it’s difficult to put into words exactly how I was feeling.  Like a recovering junkie who missed his last methadone dose or a sex addict at the center of an intervention, I was just feeling…off.

So in at six, out at two, and on the mountain at three.  That was the mantra for the day, and damn if it didn’t feel great to feel the pain as I was peaking that first mountain. 

As I was wrapping up my run, my car slowly cresting over that final hill, I wondered what my time was.  My thighs felt a bit sore because of the squats I did at the gym yesterday, so I knew I wasn’t at the top of my game, but I still felt strong.  I don’t wear a watch, but I do carry an iPod shuffle.  I figured I could calculate my time via my “last played” list.

If you’re curious what I listen to when I run, here’s the amped-up random shuffle (ordered a bit):

Black Strobe: Blood Shot Eyes
Clutch: Careful With That Mic…
Combichrist: Get Your Body Beat
Disturbed: Conflict
Dope: Debonaire
Dope: Die Mother Fu**ker Die
Ice-T: Squeeze The Trigger
Marilyn Manson: This Is The New Sh*t
Mickey Avalon: So Rich, So Pretty
Mickey Avalon: Jane Fonda
Nico Vega: Living Underground
Operation Ivy: Bad Town
System Of A Down: Chop Suey!
The Tragically Hip: New Orleans Is Sinking
Tom Waits: Goin’ Out West
Velvet Acid Christ: Fun With Drugs

Huh…a little over six miles and three mountain peaks in 70 minutes.  Not bad.  Could be better, but that’ll do for a having just four hours sleep the night before.  I’ll take it.  I think the fault lies with the fact that I didn’t get to hear enough Tom Waits, and absolutely nothing by My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult (fyi: their album Confessions Of A Knife is their masterpiece.  Feel free to disagree, but you’d be wrong.)…

If you’re interested, Thrill Kill is coming to San Diego in May.  Hope to see you there…

Oh, and while I’m on a tangent, will somebody please tear me away from Ninja Town?  This is the game du-jour that currently owns me.

At first glance this game seems innocent enough, but be warned.  Like a thorazine freak you’ll be twitching to come back for more…

I had one day off from work this week, so everything that needed to be taken care of was squeezed into what felt like a truncated Sunday.  The wife and I built a giant shelving unit and a custom riser for it to sit on so we can squeegee underneath it when we hose out the garage.  Grocery shopping had to be done, as did a trip to Home Depot for various household hardware needs.  Managed to get in a nice hill run before dinner, then it was off to slap together this (admittedly bland) post.  After dinner we’ll hopefully work in a quick game of Memoir ’44 (review coming soon) before we settle on a movie for the night, then hit the hay.

*Whew!*  

Sure am glad I’m taking vacation next week.  We’ll be heading up to Sea Ranch.  Ya know, grab some down time to recharge the batteries.  Run a few trails and beaches.  Enjoy a beer while watching the sunset.  Break out the Nikon D200 and grab some nice shots.  Spend some quality time with Karin.  Who knows, maybe take a few happy pills?

Whelp, it’s back to the grind for me.  Have to go iron a shirt for tomorrow, press my slacks, and make sure the blackberry is charged (the battery indicator is blinking red.  Is that bad?).  *sigh*

I’m an hour away from wrapping up a ten hour day at work, and I’m starving.  I’m about to tuck in to a turkey sandwich that my wonderful wife made for me last night when I noticed it.  Actually, I’ve seen it before, but I’ve never really paid it much mind:

What are the .01% of germs that hand sanitizers are unable to erradicate?  If my body is infested with these rarified microbes, should I be worried?  And, more importantly, if .01% of bacterium are able to survive the onslaught of medical grade hand sanitizers, are we somehow empowering a germ that’s become resistant to antibacerials?  If internal bugs have grown resistant over time to antibiotics, have external bugs done the same, and in the process grown stronger and more adapt at making us ill?

I mean, I’m trying to be realistic here.  I don’t expect Johnson & Johnson to come up with a product that neutralizes the Hanta virus, Anthrax spores, or Ebola.  I’d just like to know which common, ordinary germs that ordinary people would ordinarily encounter are included in the .01% statistic.  Call me curious.

Or, am I simply focusing on the innocuous, and I should just shut up and eat my sandwich already?