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Today began like any other. My cell phone alarm clock began its ascending cacaphony of electronics beeps whilst flashing and vibrating, eventually drawing me from my slumber. "Snooze." Repeat. I jump out of bed at 0710 refreshed and ready to face the day head on. I drink the 20-ounces of water I keep by my bedside when I wake and head for the shower. Shave the neck, sear the neck with cologne, and grab a cup of coffee. I dress, check email, pull a DVD I recorded overnight from the recorder and place it in the slimline case I printed the jacket for the night before. Grab my lunch, my bag, my coat, kiss the wife, and i'm off to work. Five full songs play from Green Day's Dookie on my 10-minute drive to work, and I park in my same parking space, across from the side door entrance to our building.

Key-card access, short walk down the hall (passing my office to the kitchen - lunch goes into the fridge), back the way I came, into the IS Department, and I unlock my office door. Shrug off my coat, bring my trash can from outside the door under my desk, snatch up my coffee cup and head back to the kitchen for a pot of fresh brewed coffee. At my desk I check all my email accounts, tickets, livejournal, Dilbert, C.A.D., IM's and voice mail. Daily Service Review is at 0900 then it's off for the first scooby snack of the day with Carla. We exchange plesentries and bemoan upcoming events.

Actually, my life feels a lot like Groundhog Day.



You Are Guinness

You know beer well, and you'll only drink the best beers in the world.
Watered down beers disgust you, as do the people who drink them.
When you drink, you tend to become a bit of a know it all - especially about subjects you don't know well.
But your friends tolerate your drunken ways, because you introduce them to the best beers around.
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I am indeed getting 5.0+ Mbps down, and approximately 500kbps up. Not too shabby.

Galinda, my wife and I completed the Firefly series and watched the movie Serenity Friday night. Both were fantastic!

Patched my Solaris operation system, upgraded my Gallery software and de-installed BIND and CommuniGate. The built-in router in the DSL modem is crap, and I don't want to spend the money on a hardware router, so I'm contemplating Tony's suggestion of building a linux router, even though I have no idea of how to make that work. Like Galinda says, "You love a challenge." I might argue this point with her.

My wife and I constructed a desk using two dilapidated file cabinets of dissimilar size and the wooden door from my son's closet which we had previously removed. To adjust the height of the smaller rusted filing cabinet, I used my 2U SPARC server, quark. It's adequate until we get our new office furniture (which will be purchased from IKEA at some future date - my wife is planning a trip to the store). It ain't pretty, but it's functional.





OK - I think I'm going to use m0n0wall as my router using basic NAT; no port translations. If I can get that to work the way I want it to, I should be set.

It's only 1300 and I have meetings from 1400-1600. At least it's been a slow Monday...



(2:34:38 PM) studleyqbeefpile: i say, old bean, have you seen my hat?
(2:34:48 PM) studleyqbeefpile: oh yes I have
(2:46:09 PM) EricHowton: Alrighty then.
(2:49:36 PM) studleyqbeefpile: i say, old bean, have you seen my hat?
(3:00:50 PM) EricHowton: Heh, the programmed AIMbots are more verbose than you!
(3:04:36 PM) studleyqbeefpile: i say, old bean, have you seen my hat?
(3:04:37 PM) studleyqbeefpile: reeeadinggggg
(3:04:48 PM) studleyqbeefpile: what does that mean?
(3:05:05 PM) studleyqbeefpile: and why do you have my screen name??
(3:07:20 PM) EricHowton: Dude, you popped up on mine. I have no idea.
(3:07:44 PM) studleyqbeefpile: erichowton: i say, old bean, have you seen my hat?
(3:07:50 PM) studleyqbeefpile: youve sent that to me like 3 times
(3:08:17 PM) EricHowton: (2:34:38 PM) studleyqbeefpile: i say, old bean, have you seen my hat?
(3:08:30 PM) EricHowton: It shows here you've sent that to me three times.
(3:08:40 PM) EricHowton: We've been infiltrated!
(3:08:44 PM) studleyqbeefpile: youre a relay bot
(3:08:53 PM) EricHowton: Hmmmm, I'm running OTR
(3:09:12 PM) EricHowton: And I'm behind a corporate firewall. Wonder how that's possible?
(3:09:33 PM) studleyqbeefpile: i dont even know what that means i just typed in the hat thing on google with your sn and the first thing that came up gave a list of sns that were relay bots and yours was on it
(3:11:08 PM) EricHowton: Odd.
(3:11:10 PM) EricHowton: http://zamiel.livejournal.com/1010889.html
(3:12:40 PM) EricHowton: Found out what it was. It's a bot that pairs up random screennames from livejournal, and IMs them both with the same sentence. As you talk, it also changes the other persons screenname visible to you to 'studleyqbeefpile'. There are a bunch of different ones, apparently. Pretty clever. Seems benign; annoying at the very worst.
(3:13:12 PM) studleyqbeefpile: so no viruses or anything
(3:14:26 PM) EricHowton: Nope. How weird. Sorry for the intrusion.
(3:14:39 PM) studleyqbeefpile: ditto.
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Things have changed. They always do. The individual who was supporting an offsite meeting couldn't make it. It was dropped back in my lap. I have no one I can send. We're at 50% staff with me going on vacation this week. My boss, always keen to an opportunity, makes me an offer I cannot refuse to support the meeting in Fort Worth while I'm there on vacation.

New timeline:

060322: Depart for Wichita.
060323: Setup Win98 box for Mother-in-Law.
060324: Depart for Texas/Kids at folks/Overnight at Dave & Wendy's.
060325: Check into hotel/Spend day at folks/Troubleshoot WinXP box.
060326: Lounge around/Pick up rental car/Working dinner at the Renaissance.
060327: Provide IT Support at the Renaissance.
060328: Provide IT Support at the Renaissance.
060329: 1/2 Day IT Support at the Renaissance.
060330: Pick up U-Haul and begin loading of household goods.
060331: Depart for Wichita.
060401: Depart for STL.
060402: Unload.
060403: Unload/Attempt to create order from chaos.
060404: Return U-Haul/Attempt to create order from chaos.
060405: Return to work???

Another meme snatched from [livejournal.com profile] vember:

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Introduced Galinda to Shiner Bock last night. Give'er a little taste of Texas!

Installed a mil-spec hardened Xbox in my shed for when Tony turns into a zombie.

Having lunch, then departing. Take care.



No, I did not wake up with the head of a horse between my sheets this morning.

Yes, it was chicken-fried steak (St. Louis-style) for lunch.

Oh, and the new girl who's been here two weeks? She turned in her two-week notice.
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Spent the night in the new house last night for the first time. We haven't moved yet, we're still in the hotel, but last night was a good trial run. Lori had a mess of beans cooked up for dinner, and Carla joined us. The kids were going absolutely ape-shit, running and screaming throughout the house. The only things we have in the house actually, are Carla's. Her table and chairs, coffee table, a single stuffed chair, and her black & white 13" TV (with woodgrain finish). Oh, and our new $2500 bed which was delivered yesterday. Carla left, I read a book to each of the children and put them to bed, and crawled into THE BED. It was magnificent! Such a wonderful, blissful place to be. I started giggling I was so overwhelmed with it's comfort. The wife and I laid in bed and read for an hour or so. Then I put my book away and laid down. THE BED sucked all the tension and stress of the day out of my body. There's a lot of technology in this mattress. The pillow-top is almost indescribable. It's supple and enveloping, yet underneath it's firm and supportive. I rolled over and fell right asleep between the flannel sheets.

A cacaphony of noise drew me from my slumber some hours later. It was my cell phone! Why was my cell phone ringing in the middle of the night? Eventually, I reached for. So much time had passed since it first awoke me to my actually reaching for the thing, I was surprised it hadn't stopped. "Call" the display read. That could only mean one thing: 24-Hour Help Desk Operations. I answered. The 3rd shift guy started apologizing right away. My secondary office was offline. No servers could be reached by ping. He'd already contacted the oncall staff, and they told him they would contact me, but according to his escalation, he was required to notify of a Severity One outage. "NEVER..." I said probably too loudly, "...hesitate to call me, no matter what time it is." He was thankful for that. The oncall staff member notified me, he was an hour away. I remember those days. I was four minutes away. I rolled out of bed and got dressed. It was 0515. Two full hours stolen from my time in THE BED.
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I dreamt last night that I was in my empty garage at my old house, and Daisy and Mleko were there, as was Carla's cat Mia. There was also a bengal that was not mine, who was bright orange and had stripes just like a tiger. His head was huge! So I managed to approach him and pet him. My wife comes into the garage and I tell her, "His coat is so soft!" But she scared the cats by coming in and the ladder was down from the attic and the cats ran up the attic one after the other, and I couldn't stop them in time. I went into the attic to get them, but it was so dark they eluded me. I could barely see them circumnavigating the attic. It was quite frustrating. I miss my kitties.
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My boy received some Power Ranger Mystic Force action figures for Christmas. Thing is, they haven't released Mystic Force in the states yet. And I don't know how many 5-year olds in the U.S. have seen nearly every episode of the Japanese Magi Ranger series, but my boy has, despite the fact that he cannot read the English subtitles, nor does he understand Japanese. I'm just curious what other children his age think upon seeing these figures on the shelf, since they have no point of reference. And as little girl loves Strawberry Shortcake, once again, Bandai is getting all my cash!



Talked to Professor Tom on the phone today. Slept late every day. Didn't leave the hotel once today which was nice. Galinda stopped by this evening for a delightful time. Watched The 40-Year-Old Virgin and Scary Movie. Going to Toys-R-Us tomorrow to let the children blow their Xmas wad, and will probably end up doing weekly grocery shopping and seeing Galinda. I just hope everyone out there is having as much fun as I am!
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The girls counted my gray hairs last night. I verbally heard, "20" before they declared there were too many to count. Nice.

Saturday evening at Galinda's Lori drank half a bottle of Coconut Rum, creating a situation where she was WIDE AWAKE ALL NIGHT. So we stayed up late and watched Scary Movie 2 which turned out to be much better than 3 but not as good as the first one. "What's next?" My wife asks. That lead us to watch Scream, which neither of us had ever seen. "What's next?" She asks after that movie. Scream 2. Finally, at 0300 she announces, "I'm going to bed." At which point she passed out. Frankenfurter stopped by for a visit, which was nice since I hadn't seen him since Thanksgiving. Lori had lunch with him early last week, however.

House hunted the next day and found another one to put a contract on. However, our realtor is in Rome. Hmmmm.

So tonight is (hopefully) 'Sleep Night.' The night we don't do anything but catch up on sleep. I say hopefully, because I've already fielded a call from the on-call blackberry. Speaking of, my blackberry guy needed someone to test his new BEV server. I, uh, volunteered. So now I'm carrying three devices. *sigh*

The kids are on my Dell X1 on the hotel wireless playing on http://pbskids.org/boohbah. Garrett's getting good at the touchpad.

So it looks like we may be getting a couple of Bengal's. One cat looks like a snow-leopard, the other, a tiger (if you're familiar with Bengal's.) astro (of TSS fame) is rescuing what sounds like more than a handful of Bengal Cats and put the word out he was looking to offload what may turn out to be TWO LITTERS of kittens! Lori and I answered for two. Hopefully, we'll have the house by then as this will make 5 cats. Of course there's no guarantee we're going to get Speedbump back :( David may fight me for him.

Drank a metric ton of gin this weekend. Good thing tonic's so inexpensive here. Hell man, liquor's inexpensive here, and no blue laws!

Well, time to put them young'uns to bed...



Sleep Night was a failure. Rec'd an Exeuctive Support call about 2100. User's DSL modem reported a virus, wouldn't let her past the router. Had her run a virus scan. Nothing. Suggested she use Trendmicro. An hour later, she terminated the troubleshooting. It's late, she offered. Grrrrr. I was hungry so I ate turkey...had a scooby-snack, and logged onto AIM.

Also, oddest thing, I heard the soundtrack to Broken Arrow in Scream 2. WTF? When I got home I looked it up. Apparently I wasn't the only one to notice. Wes Craven was using the soundtrack to Broken Arrow as fill music during the filming. Apparently, he liked it so much, he asked for, and was given permission to use it, bumping original score music written by the composer - which really pissed him off! Well, I guess I can't use this now as a trivia question on TSS.

Good night.



Stardate 051220.0907:
I also made my lunch for the next day (which I subsequently left at the hotel this morning). Since the night before was NOT a Sleep Night, and I slept on the pull-out sofa with little girl that night, I was surprised that I felt well-rested when I woke up yesterday morning. Funny thing is, I wasn't. I didn't know this, however, until I jarred awake after a dream of skydivers with beautiful, colorful chutes making landings on a beach...in the middle of a server meeting! So I inadvertently hit snooze 6 times this morning (I remember distinctly hitting it only once) and, taking a page from the blog of jw (of TSS fame), I awoke an hour late. Fortunately, I had showered the night before, so all I had to do was roll into my clothes, slick my hair back, and hit the road. I have a feeling it's going to be one of those days...

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Lori and Galinda spent the day together drinking gin and making cookies while I slaved away at work. Met Lori at Galinda's, but she failed to bring the change of clothes for me she had packed, so she kidnapped Galinda and brought her to the hotel with us overnight.

The kids were aching for Daddy's Saturday morning pancakes, but since we have no house, I was forced to use boxed mix and pre-bottled syrup. Regardless, two pounds of sausage and stacks of pancakes later, we were all stuffed.

Rec'd three calls this morning. Not in this order: One, I had to come into the office to reboot our backup server, a Sun V210. Two, a user on broadband forgot what VPN was, and was trying to connect via dial-up RAS. He uh...changed his network passwd and couldn't get on. Three, Robin called! We had a delightful chat for about an hour, but were ultimately interupted by the other calls.

Drank some G&T last night, and got a drunken call from Tony for a telephonic 'toast' as his evening was progressing similarly. Will undoubtedly drink some G&T's tonight as well, spending the night at Galinda's house if I properly understand the agenda.

Flurries tonight.
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Drinking rum and Coke at the Drury Inn with Galinda and Lori's cousins & aunt. What a wild ride it's been. Thanksgiving - I won't even comment on that. Lori and I arrived at our hostess' house Thursday, and didn't leave until Sunday. 15-hour days at work, mystical nights...all blended together. Got a room overnight Saturday night in Kansas City. 80+ mph all the way from St. Louis. So much fun, so much everything. I wouldn't change it for the world.
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FRIDAY NOVEMBER 18, 2005: Worked late. After-hours move. Ate the best roast beef sammach on the market (Lion's Choice). Wife pulled in right behind me at the hotel that evening. Drank wine.

SATURDAY NOVEMBER 19, 2005: Carla navigated the family to the St. Louis Mills mall (Da Mills!) which ended in beer. Fantastic! Read a large portion of Wicked while drinking wine.

SUNDAY NOVEMBER 20, 1005: The wife single-handedly transformed our small, 300 sq/ft (and that's being generous) hotel room into effcient living quarters for 4 in about eight hours. Unbelievable. Drank wine.

MONDAY NOVEMBER 21, 2005: drp in town. Had a dream that his wife and I were at my desk at work, conspiring about something at work, and he walked in - I was terrified. She joined him during his visit and sat across from me. I was on edge all day. So I drank some wine.

TUESDAY NOVEMBER 22, 2005: Dreamed astro and I were walking around his 270 wooded acres making repairs to the house and outbuildings, driving an aging maroon Cadillac approximately 72 feet long. Later, he took off and Tony and I were hosting a busload of Army recruits on the property...until Lori's grandfather noticed that the ranks were wrong, and the lieutenant was not acting up to his responsibilities. It was an invasion force! Perhaps it was the wine?

Having a FANTASTIC week!

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Our Daily Service Review has been at 1000 hours every morning. I'm like, "ON" at 1000. I have two words to say everyday on this conference call. "Zero/Green." I usually say it with such gusto and enthusiasm, I've been unofficially (and unknowingly truth be told) the DSR mascot. Now, that's not unusual for me, I used to compose my oration for the DSR in the car on the drive into work in Texas, sometimes even giving my report in the form of a haiku. Early last week, one of the participants suggested moving the DSR to 0900. "In the morning?" was my response. Which, IMHO, provided in crystal clarity my opinion of the move. A week later, "...since there were no objections..."
"Excuse me! I objected."
"Yes, but you were the only one, Eric."
*sigh*
Needless to say, we started our 0900 DSR's. To date, I've made one. When it came time today to speak my two words, I was asked to repeat them. Twice. Finally, I was asked, "Is this Eric?"
"Yes sir."
"Is this ERIC?"
*clear throat* "Yes sir!"
"Well Eric, we just haven't heard from you in awhile, and you don't sound yourself. Don't like these 0900 calls do you?"
Everyone laughed and jeered at my expense. It was funny later, when I woke up after my coffee.

Completed my first 60+ hour work week here this week. That, coupled with the every-other-day nighttime activities I find myself inexplicably drawn into makes for quite a week. Today was probably the most difficult in waking, after only 3.9 hours of sleep. At one point, I was dreaming that I was awake. At another, I was awake, day-dreaming that I was asleep. Reality can be confusing. Somehow, I actually made it into the office, and onto the DSR. Life is funny. Integrating my family into our 300 sq/ft hotel room will be difficult at best. Setting aside my recent nocturnal adventures will also take some adjusting. Getting home at a resonable hour and getting real sleep, however, will be bliss. Perhaps normalcy will slowly return, as my dreamlike state this last week begins to fade and becomes only a memory. I'll have to resist the urge to fight it.

From the Official Publication of Dogbert's New Ruling Class:

"The biggest surprise to me was in the Weaseliest Behavior category where gas gouging lost out to advocating the teaching of Intelligent Design in schools. Apparently most people would rather be robbed than exposed to unproven ideas. This could be a valuable tool for muggers who don't like guns. "Give me your wallet or else I'll explain the concept of irreducible complexity!"


Carla is going to once again perform her telephony dance this evenings at the other office, while myself and another co-worker engange in the desktop-move ballet. All told, probably three addtional hours after work, in which I must do laundry, the dishes, unload the car, and clean the room in the few hours remaining between the time I leave work, and the time my wife arrive this evening. Good bye, Pint-O-Guinness, it was fun knowing you.

This is Eric, signing off.
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I have rec'd calls and emails from many of you wanting to know just WTF I've been these last few days, and it has also been brought to my attention that this is the longest I've been unavailable on AIM. Ever.

Let me enlighten you.

I've met this magical, intoxicating couple. Galinda & Frankenfurter. They suck me in to their surreal freak-show world and time starts to lack dynamic. Only once before have I experienced something like this, and that was entering Tony's darkened house after work Friday only to re-emerge again Monday morning into the harsh light with no tangible memories of the xanax and bourbon induced activities betwixt the two. My slide into this current dreamworld began Wednesday (though I was enamored of it from a distance, as an outsider, much earlier) innocently enough (as they all seem to do) with a visit to Harrah's Lucky Break telecast to watch a friend of a friend compete. It was only a small group of us, so I felt entirely comfortable ordering the 60 oz. beer. As it turned out, more friends of friends showed and I was on my second! The show ends, the area vacates and Galinda and I order only a handful more as we await the release of Frankenfurter (three days, three mids, three nights, three days off.) Once battened down at his abode, the floor was flushed and I spiraled down, getting only three hours of sleep in my own bed before the next morning. What had happened? Accurate memories are vague and unreliable.

One thing is for sure: Their exterior alter-ego's of sane, mild-mannered people during the day is only a facade, and the transformation process is truly awesome to behold as they become firecrackers after dark! A fourteen-hour day follows in which I managed to triple-book my morning. Not getting quite enough sleep, I begin Friday in a hectic mad-dash of my responsibilities followed by another evening meeting with Galinda & Frankenfurter which ends 12 hours later. Once again, three hours of sleep and another 24 hours with my only sustenance being their presence! Food becomes irrelevant, sleep uneccesasry. I am now a creature of the night! We've already begun the plan of luring my wife into their circle of darkness so my path can be complete and our rightful destiny realized!

In other news, astro (of thescorestation.com fame) and his wife were in Missouri for a visit trying to iron-out the details of their relocation and we had a wonderful breakfast together - very charming people! We had only a limited amount of time, and I could not answer all of my wife's questions due to that, but I foresee another St. Louis relationship. If all goes according to plan, and provided I engage my sleep-mode in a timely manner, they will join me for dinner their last night in town.

Ordered the following ties:


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Laundry...The Final Frontier

Was invited to go drinking with Carla and Andy this evening. I really wanted to go, as I have been looking forward to meeting Andy and I wanted a drink. You see, I've been actively searching for both gin, and tonic. UNSUCCESSFULLY! Either I cannot find Seagram's Lime Twisted Gin, or I cannot find tonic water. It's been very frustrating. I finally found some tonic water the second place I stopped today (this was the first time I've made it to the hotel before 2100) and am seriously considering drinking until I can no longer stand. Today was a tough day at the office. I always feel refreshed after a good drunk the night before, so if all goes according to plan, I'll have a fantastic day tomorrow. If I finish my laundry tonight...

Worked 13 hours yesterday. I wasn't going into the office until 0900. Was sitting at my computer checking email and my calendar this morning when I saw that I had an executive refresh interview at 0830. I scalded my throat with a huge drink of coffee, dumped it, jumped in the shower, dressed, shrugged on my coat, and exploded out of the parking lot. I called work, "What time do you have?" I asked. "8:25 one of my guys said."
"I have 0825. I have a meeting with a VP at 0830. I'll make it." I was doing 65 down Lindbergh which is posted at 40. Utilizing both lanes, I hit the freeway at 70, moved into the far left lane, touched 80, moved back over (I'm on the interstate for exactly one exit) and screeched into the parking lot. Dropped my gear, handed my CSC mug to one of my guys and asked him to bring me some coffee to my meeting, and waltzed into the VP's office on time. It was difficult controlling my breathing at this point, and a bead of sweat had formed on my forehead, but the interview was a success by the time it concluded half an hour later.

And that was the best part of my day. It was all downhill from there. Still. You have to find the fun. It's in the little things. I have a FANTASTIC crew, and if it weren't for them, I'd be bored too. As it is, though we get little time to visit on a personal level, damn if it isn't fun at times.

My wife is watching her Tuesday evening shows. I called her at 2000 hours for .8 seconds to tell her that I love her. I'm kinda bored off my ass every evening at the hotel, which is another reason I wanted to go out with Carla and Andy. I feel Andy and I will hit it off almost immediately, and Carla and I NEVER get to finish a conversation because of work. Tomorrow night, I've been invited to see an employee (who has her own gospel CD I hear) perform at Harrah's. I've promised my wife one thing - that I will not gamble. ALL OTHER BETS ARE OFF! Still, as a geographic bachelor I have my responsibilities. An online friend of mine's girlfriend, broke up with him. He worked too much. We discussed this at some length. I mentioned that my wife accuses me of the same thing, putting work before family. "Well do you?" I was asked. Interesting question. I told my wife I work because of my family. To support them. But what is it that drives us men to give 110% at work? I never wanted to be a work-a-holic, and to date, I don't believe I am. My wife does, however. Where's the balance? Perhaps its the gin asking. I think it's Satan, deteriorating the family via work. Our generation is living in the end times. I would have enjoyed drinking with Andy and Carla this evening...

Oh, and I've semi-retired the Dale-II's. I needed something I could wear 13+ plus hours. So I bought these semi-gay shoes. They were over $100 - WTF? People laugh at me. I'm ok with that:



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