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Apr. 2nd, 2006

Erk. Nothing like attempting to call Darkside on break (in monitor room, lights turned out), and having the Princess bust in and flip the lights on. (She was looking for an empty monitor room to review a monitor report with a phone goon.)

Somehow I don't think calling him is going to happen in the approximately 30 seconds I have left of actual break.

Dave Matthews Band Fan Geek was in last night, and is in this morning. I am guessing it was an all-nighter, because he's in the same shirt. He asked me where the doughnuts were.

Things were down this morning when we got in. There were some network connectivity issues. He got rid of the nasty old switch (actually, it was really a hub; I thought it was a switch because no-one uses hubs any more; he mentioned when removing the offending object from the room that the first rule was not to use hubs) in the monitor room, the one with the wall-wart plugged into a power strip just within kicking range. I solved the former intermittent connectivity problem for that room by using a rubber band to secure the plug to the power strip.

This keyboard is horrible.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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