Crunchy Thoughts

Well, I do apologize for the lack of recent updates. What with Ivan barreling through, Jeanne skirting by, crazy hard drives, and major football action, I’ve been preoccupied.

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Ivan was fun. We spent a lot of that morning hiding in the second bathroom with the two cats while tornadoes whizzed by. Though animals are supposed to ‘know’ when bad weather is going on, my kitties missed the handout for that sixth sense. While Steven and I hunkered in the tub listening to the radio, Hermione was at the door, begging to go out so she could play. Renton was going nuts trying to catch the flashlight beam that was dancing on the ceiling. The next tornado warning, we had them both in their carriers.

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War Damn Eagle, by the by. My Tigers are ranked 8th (AP) and 9th (ESPN) nationally after delivering a last-minute win against LSWho. T’was an excellent game. You know it was an interesting game when you’re hoarse the next day. This Saturday — Rocky Top.

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I just wanted to be the good little Windows user and upgrade to Service Pack 2. It was all I wanted. Can’t be too hard, right? Just click and download, simple simple. Instead, I got a ‘failure to download’ message with a reference number, which sent me to a page full of vague explanations and even vaguer remedies. I wouldn’t have thought Windows would prompt the end user to mess with dll files, but that’s what they had me doing, to no avail.

Steven got home and brought in the big guns to fix a kernel problem. (Now I know to never, ever, ever, EVER mess with the load-up screen. It makes Windows feel violated). Of course, the kernel-changing program said it couldn’t fix the kernel because something had been changed on it, therefore rendering it non-original. Sooooooo (ready for this?) it couldn’t change the kernel back to it’s original state if it wasn’t in it’s original state to begin with.

At least that was it’s excuse.

I am still on my knees thanking the computer gods that I was able to get off my picture files and put them on Steven’s computer before we went kernel-harvesting. That’s the one good thing out of this story.

Okay, so bad hard drive means buy another one, so off to newegg.com we go. We purchase. We expect shipping today. We hook up the hard drive to Steven’s computer for shits and giggles. We drop our jaws, flabberghasted, as we see it working JUST FINE with Steven’s machine.

The mind boggles.

I’m still afraid of that hard drive so Steven is going to keep it for his computer, and I will still be getting my new one today. Maybe this time I will back up my photo files; I was exceptionally lucky with this last go.

I just wanted to be the good little Windows user and upgrade to Service Pack 2.

HURRICANE!!! Dance, dance, jiggydancedance!

Hey . . . hey . . . hey . . . HEY! Guess what? It’s damn near GameDay! Tomorrow we play Mississippi State, which has acquired a fabulous new coach, so that makes for an interesting game. It’s in Starkville, though, so I’m not going (Dad says that city is aptly named). And just so you know, last week we beat Louisiana Monroe 31 to nothing. Wow, that’s the first time in three years we won our first game. It’s a good feeling.

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I’m trying to remember if anything interesting has been going on lately. If you saw my last post then you know what my favorite part of last Saturday was. That was definitely the highlight of the week. You know I love that Aubie.

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Both of the kitties have been well-behaved . . . until this morning. We woke up to the sound of loud goings-on in the bathroom. I stumbled in to find Renton killing my rubber duckie in the tub; he doesn’t take kindly to them, apparently. After I closed his bathroom access Hermione was ready for some good old-fashioned Renton-wrestling. Five o’clock in the morning means nothing to these chickens.

The sound of a metal cat food scoop hitting the kitty food canister, though . . . now that means something to ‘em. It’s always a hoot to see the chickens slip and slide down the tile hall trying to be the first one to the bowl. Unfortunately, now they react like this whenever they hear any sort of metal clanging. It’s not as much of a hoot to see them slipping and sliding into the kitchen when I pick up a measuring cup to scoop flour.

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Everyone will be pleased to know that I have finally updated my crunthythoughts picture section. The lake pictures are under the ‘Friends’ section; now Hermione has her own section, too.

Now, Willis, you can quit bugging me about those silly pictures! Besides, once you see the photos, you’ll realize why I wasn’t in a rush to get them online (they’re all the same).

(Near GameDay!)