A Day in the Life of Pam
A week or so ago I read in the paper about the alternatives to Napster. I'm not a big music fiend like I was once upon a time, but I am curious about this whole music online scene so I saved the article and yesterday I visited a couple of the URLS in the article. I became interested in Gnutella [I love Nutella] and Mactella so I decided to download and check out. Except I need to upgrade my OS because I am still using 8.5.
I have OS 9 just never got around to installing it (to quote Kenman, I haven't wanted to spend one of my Saturday's saying "shit") so I Disk Doctored and backed up and zapped my PRAM and rebuilt my desktop and finally I'm ready for my upgrade -- except there is no disk in the box.
Bob thinks I have the disk so I clean off my bookshelves, my computer/junk cupboard and my closet. In my closet I found a box with old letters and cards I've saved over the years -- omigod, I didn't know I still had half that stuff. I had cards from guys I don't remember ever exchanging cards with. Akka sent me newspaper articles from UCSB when Javier was AS president that I didn't remember having. I have letters that are over 20 years old. (Julie Kaufer and Lisa Pine, are you out there?) So from Napster to memory lane, that was my day. And I never found the system disk so I'm still using 8.5.1
Friday, September 07, 2001
Today I went to the mall to try to get a few things for fall. I'm not going back to school, but I'm going back to cooler weather. I still have a hard time finding anything that fits. Petites are a wee bit wee, regulars are baggy and need 8 inch hems and Juniors large is way too small. Where are the clothes for the girls like me? I got a couple of pairs of pants for my hours of trouble. I still need tops and shoes. I had a miserable experience buying shoes. I was the only person in the store but could this gal have been any less interested in helping me find something that worked? She was friendly but useless.
In the meantime, we're having a plumbing issue downstairs. When I got home Bob announced that we were getting a new water heater installed next week ($350). I asked him if he remembered that when we bought the house we'd signed up for a program where you pay extra on your electric bill and then the power company bails you out if your hot water goes? I'm not clear on the program exactly and am almost certain it sounds better than it is -- but regardless, this had completely vacated Bob's memory and I had to dig around in our files until I found proof on paper. So now we have the power company coming out to look at our water heater and hopefully save us a bundle.
In the meantime, we're having a plumbing issue downstairs. When I got home Bob announced that we were getting a new water heater installed next week ($350). I asked him if he remembered that when we bought the house we'd signed up for a program where you pay extra on your electric bill and then the power company bails you out if your hot water goes? I'm not clear on the program exactly and am almost certain it sounds better than it is -- but regardless, this had completely vacated Bob's memory and I had to dig around in our files until I found proof on paper. So now we have the power company coming out to look at our water heater and hopefully save us a bundle.
Monday, September 03, 2001
Fremont Bridge
I can't remember if I put this up here or not -- but when I did the bridge walk, I saw the signs they have on the upper level of the Fremont Bridge. It's the phone number for suicide hotline. Now let's think about this for a minute. You are in deep despair, you decide to end it all. You stop on the Fremont Bridge. You see the sign. But you don't have a phone. And you don't have a piece of paper to write the number on. And, the signs haven't been updated for 10 digit dialing. Wouldn't you just throw yourself off the bridge?
Saturday SoccerDay
On Saturday morning Bob and I went downtown. Bob intended to go to Powell's technical to see some computer head guy. I intended to go to Kells to watch the Germany v. England World Cup qualifier. I had called the bar to confirm that they were showing the game.
We wanted to have breakfast first at the Bijou Cafe - which Bob says is very yummy. I've never been there. Well must be since at 8:15 am there was an hour wait and a million people crammed into a waiting area the size of a broom closet. I don't know if it's age or what but there is very little in this life that I want to stand around waiting for.
We decided to try our luck elsewhere and happened to walk by Kells and figured we'd see about their breakfast. Great idea except that the Norway v. Ireland soccer match was on and, oh yeah, a $20 cover charge! Yes, they wanted $20 to watch the games. You think that might have been pertinent information when I called about the match.
We went home to see about pay per view but AT&T is completely worthless for anything except raising their rates. I called to ask and the guy is like, "Do you know what time?" I tell him. "Do you know what channel?" What kind of idiot does this guy think I am? So we didn't get to watch the game or see the computer guy at Powells. On the plus side, I did not drink a gallon of beer before noon and thus render myself useless for the rest of the day.
I can't remember if I put this up here or not -- but when I did the bridge walk, I saw the signs they have on the upper level of the Fremont Bridge. It's the phone number for suicide hotline. Now let's think about this for a minute. You are in deep despair, you decide to end it all. You stop on the Fremont Bridge. You see the sign. But you don't have a phone. And you don't have a piece of paper to write the number on. And, the signs haven't been updated for 10 digit dialing. Wouldn't you just throw yourself off the bridge?
Saturday SoccerDay
On Saturday morning Bob and I went downtown. Bob intended to go to Powell's technical to see some computer head guy. I intended to go to Kells to watch the Germany v. England World Cup qualifier. I had called the bar to confirm that they were showing the game.
We wanted to have breakfast first at the Bijou Cafe - which Bob says is very yummy. I've never been there. Well must be since at 8:15 am there was an hour wait and a million people crammed into a waiting area the size of a broom closet. I don't know if it's age or what but there is very little in this life that I want to stand around waiting for.
We decided to try our luck elsewhere and happened to walk by Kells and figured we'd see about their breakfast. Great idea except that the Norway v. Ireland soccer match was on and, oh yeah, a $20 cover charge! Yes, they wanted $20 to watch the games. You think that might have been pertinent information when I called about the match.
We went home to see about pay per view but AT&T is completely worthless for anything except raising their rates. I called to ask and the guy is like, "Do you know what time?" I tell him. "Do you know what channel?" What kind of idiot does this guy think I am? So we didn't get to watch the game or see the computer guy at Powells. On the plus side, I did not drink a gallon of beer before noon and thus render myself useless for the rest of the day.
Thursday, August 30, 2001
Tonight we went to a Portland Timbers Game. It was so fun (It was also $1 beer night). They've renovated the park and I was only there once before for a women's world cup game but I guess it's more earthquake safe now and lots of other nice amenities. I note that there are lots of women's restrooms. Timbers won. I'm ready for more stuff at PGE park.
Wednesday, August 29, 2001
re: elvis birthday
If I had half a brain I could probably do some tricky link to this post but just look below or in the archive or something.
Anyway, when I was in Orleans I asked my Mom if she could remember where she was when Elvis died and she totally remembered the Alpha Beta and music store. She said I told her (that part I don't remember - I thought she came into the store and my music teacher told her) but cool, huh? And she said the music store was in Woodland Hills off Valley Circle and now it's totally different and I would never recognize it.
If I had half a brain I could probably do some tricky link to this post but just look below or in the archive or something.
Anyway, when I was in Orleans I asked my Mom if she could remember where she was when Elvis died and she totally remembered the Alpha Beta and music store. She said I told her (that part I don't remember - I thought she came into the store and my music teacher told her) but cool, huh? And she said the music store was in Woodland Hills off Valley Circle and now it's totally different and I would never recognize it.
I have a yahoo account and everytime I log in my ad is for diet products. Today they tell me I can lose 20 pounds by October 29. Do you think this is true? If I lost 20 pounds I'd be awfully skinny. What would I have to do? I mean, if I ate nothing but celery and V8 juice, it might be possible, but how healthy would I be?
So has anyone been following the shark attack thing in Florida? Every time I log in there is another person who has been half eaten off the same beach where like, 9 people have been attacked in the last week. C'mon people, if you knew all these people had been attacked by sharks, why would you go swimming? I can barely swim in ocean waters where no sharks have attacked ever. What are people thinking?
But then, I just made a pie while wearing a dry clean only shirt. What was I thinking?
So has anyone been following the shark attack thing in Florida? Every time I log in there is another person who has been half eaten off the same beach where like, 9 people have been attacked in the last week. C'mon people, if you knew all these people had been attacked by sharks, why would you go swimming? I can barely swim in ocean waters where no sharks have attacked ever. What are people thinking?
But then, I just made a pie while wearing a dry clean only shirt. What was I thinking?
Tuesday, August 28, 2001
I'm back. I forgot to blog that we were going on a vacation that involved no computers so there would be no new stuff for a week+. We went to Orleans and hung out with the family and swam and played some rowdy poker games and hiked to Indian Rocks and ate a lot.
Yesterday was my first day back at work and lucky me - a semi jack-knifed and fell on its side on the Marquam Bridge and completely blocked I5 south. I already had left late and then I had to buy gas (Pam travel hint: fill your car with gas and keep a small stash of cash for when you return from vacation -- you will be happy you did.) Since I get off at the Morrison Bridge before the accident I didn't think there would be much of a problem (doh!) so I stayed in the left lane and completely ignored the signs that said we would be diverted to the 405. Freeway blocked off at 405 so I got stuck in the huge car-jam trying to get onto 405 and a good time was not had by all. Anyway, an hour later I got to work and I could see the accident site from my desk and realized at least I didn't get stuck right behind the truck and have to sit on the freeway for two hours.
It's situations like this that give you time to reflect on your life and I used this particular incident to ponder: am I drinking too many liquids in the morning?
Yesterday was my first day back at work and lucky me - a semi jack-knifed and fell on its side on the Marquam Bridge and completely blocked I5 south. I already had left late and then I had to buy gas (Pam travel hint: fill your car with gas and keep a small stash of cash for when you return from vacation -- you will be happy you did.) Since I get off at the Morrison Bridge before the accident I didn't think there would be much of a problem (doh!) so I stayed in the left lane and completely ignored the signs that said we would be diverted to the 405. Freeway blocked off at 405 so I got stuck in the huge car-jam trying to get onto 405 and a good time was not had by all. Anyway, an hour later I got to work and I could see the accident site from my desk and realized at least I didn't get stuck right behind the truck and have to sit on the freeway for two hours.
It's situations like this that give you time to reflect on your life and I used this particular incident to ponder: am I drinking too many liquids in the morning?
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