August 29th, 2009

yule, gingerbread motherboard

More miscellaneous, including food and argh and geekery.

I have so far left two messages for the random place that is advertising on Craigslist. They have not yet gotten back to me. This may be a Sign. Either that or they're crazy busy. But in either case :(

Thursday involved the Farmers' Market. My haul includes: two quarts of blueberries, many peaches, many nectarines, strawberries, raspberries, and corn. Actually, I think that was my whole haul, except for the pastries, which are not fruit exactly, but were very good. (One was a straightforward blueberry and cheese Danish, and one was something complicated that turned out to be a square of coconut macaroon with a pineapple ring and a candied cherry on top, and also sugar syrup on top, and also with one half dipped in chocolate ganache.) I took the fact that the resident yellowjackets were basically having an orgy on the pineapple things as a ringing endorsement, and got a (wasp-free) one, even though I'd only intended to get a Danish.

Another one of Madman's fans died Wednesday, leaving him with two case fans. Note: the sound of a fan failing is not one that you ever want to hear. There is this scraping grinding thudding noise, and then freakish silence. This was fodder for today's Wacky Adventures.

One for the "You might be an Alaskan if..." list: you are surprised to find out that in other states, "To Build a Fire" is college-level literature, and not supplemental language-arts tie-in for the 2nd through 4th grade Outdoor Survival units.

I did not attend the usual Thursday night festivities due to sleep schedule woes. I crashed at 9 (which is around when I usually show up) and woke at a refreshing 5:30am. Shortly thereafter Madman unbooted himself, and then attempted to reboot but he hung on Windows startup. I declared that that was Enough of This Noise, and shut him down until such time as I procured additional fans. Some Googling later, I was lured into the seductive confines of a local Radio Shack (it being very close), and had an instructive chat with the nice lady about hardware. Given that she had some of the desired part, I went on down -- well, got lost due to the bad address on the website, then went on down -- oh, and I'd forgotten my phone at home so I couldn't call -- and checked out their fans.

The inexpensive fans were sleeve bearing and also somewhat high-priced, and light-up. I was dubious, but he was in need. I came back (with the only two they had in stock) and tried them on -- but the unnerving whining noise when I hit the power switch unnerved me, so it was off to the land of Fry's Electronics, JD in tow (with blueberries and strawberries and a traffic jam and scurrilous gossip).

(I had lunch with JD and Temeraire, and I must say that I giggled quite immensely over the mental image of some of the, er, Naismithery.)

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Tonight I made pasta salad. Yay pasta salad. Blueberries, while tasty, are not actually supper.

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