kinda makes me not hate Los Angeles.
Category: pointless
Pointless
Rain precipitates power outage here.
At least this time my redundant power systems kept the internet and phones up!
Nothing like the soothing sounds of beeping UPS!
Throwback Thursday! Remembering Mac Talk!
I needed a part in Woodland hills this week so I decided to drop by my old employer, Mac Talk, Inc. Unfortunately, it could not be found. Apparently, it closed up shop unceremoniously and I never knew. I had a long and sorted history with the company stretching back across several owners (and decades). Here are a few pictures I found. What ever happened to Moe and Shilla? or Steve?
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Making myself useful in the ER
Forest needed a trip to the emergency room. While waiting, I noticed a video game system in a children’s area. It’s screen frozen on an error message while a tiny table full of kids try to share a single smart phone. I was able to bring it back to life with only a little tinkering. Now the kids have a Wii U to fight over!
Parked next to a Lamborghini with a car seat!
At the farmers market, i parked next to this sweet ride. Upon closer inspection, i noted that the passenger seat was setup with a car seat. After endless tales of children falling asleep with the rumble and motion of the car, i wonder if this one works the same.
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Xerox printer deal gets even better!
my rebate check arrived today, making my awesome new solid ink printer cost a mere $360.
Unfortunately for anyone hoping to take part, both the sale and the rebate are now over.
So I was hit by a car today.
A strange turn. It all started today taking Forest to a doctors appointment. She had hurt her hand and it was uncomfortable to drive. After the appointment we stopped at Ralphs for some groceries. After parking in the lot, i had my door open and I was installing my sun shield when the driver beside me began to back up. I did not even notice until she had struck my open door and knocked it closed (not very hard) against my legs. This is my new car, so I jumped up and knocked on the window of the car. “You hit my car!” I exclaimed while she continued to back up. “Liar.” I hear from behind a closed window. I see a minor scrape on the driver door of my new car and my tone and intensity grow.
Hot enough for you?
LA topped 100 degrees today and I am melting.