Moving Day: Gremlin Edition.

I… haven’t been keeping up here like I should, have I?

Regardless, just here to gloat. About a month ago, Shamus Young announced on his blog, Twenty-Sided Tale, that he would be moving and as a result, he would be without internet for several days. Cue much complaining about ISPs and how their service is awful and their policies for changing that service are even worse.

I don’t know what ISP Shamus Young has, but I have Century Link, and today is moving day for me.

I’m posting this from my new apartment. I called the ISP on Monday, talked with the agent for less than half an hour including hold times, and informed them I would be relocating on November 6-10, and asked if they could get the internet turned on over here on the 6th and off over there on the 7th. Agent said “Sure, no problem.”

So let’s see, shall we?
Price: Century Link costs half what Comcast does. Advantage: Century Link.
Service: Century Link gives me 2x the download speed and 0.5x the upload speed that Comcast advertises. Well I guess the difference there is whether you’re watching or hosting. Me? I’m mostly watching. Advantage: Century Link.
Quality of service: I have had ONE outage with Century Link, and it lasted eight hours. Six of those were while I was asleep. I’ve never used Comcast, but from what I hear, their service reliability is, shall we say, spotty at best. Advantage: Century Link.
Changes to contract: I just wrote a post about this. Advantage: Century Link.

Looks like a clean sweep to me.


Blizzard Adventure

So, I get up this morning and go to work.  It’s snowing a little, but blowing off the road easily enough.  When I get out of work five hours later, it is to the worst driving conditions of the year.  Ridiculous bad.  Awful.  Atrocious.  And so I’ve decided not to leave my house until further notice.  But what to do with my time?  The weather guys are pretty elusive on when the blizzard-like conditions are going to let up, so I have a lot of time to fill.



Pretty right?  WRONG.  Utterly horrifying more like.

So, we’ve been meaning to do a craft adventure for a while and I figure this is the perfect time for it.  Milli and I have decided some time ago that it is time for us to build a cardboard city, then dress up as monsters, and then destroy said city.  We got the idea from (around year 2010) out of the blue one day, and have been collecting cardboard ever since to save up for our own city.  The monster costumes may be beyond our ken, but we aim to try.

And that being said, I’m going to go take a nap instead.

Thinking Out Loud

When working on math homework, I would sometimes encounter a problem where either I didn’t know how to proceed, or I thought I had the process right but the numbers at the ends weren’t adding up.  When this happens, it usually means you’ve missed a small detail somewhere, and the best plan is usually to call for help.

The funny thing is that it doesn’t really matter who you get help from, because the first thing you’re going to do is explain the problem you’re having and the process you’ve been using.  During the explanation, you’ll typically discover exactly what you did wrong, and more often than not you could literally be talking to a brick wall and it would be just as helpful as a genius with multiple Doctorate degrees in the field of the problem you’re having.  So if you don’t mind, I’ll just think out loud for a while.  This is going to be pretty dry, and I don’t expect to post a lot of pictures, but we’ll see.

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Day Six: Rainy Day Boxes

Finally a day off and all I can think about is more ways to not feel spectacularly spent after a stressful work week.  Yesterday I went for adventures, today I think I’d like to tackle Rainy Day Boxes.  What is a Rainy Day Box, I make you ask?  I’m so happy I forced you to inquire!

A Rainy Day Box is simply a box in which you place something that might make a friend or family member smile, then give it to them to help fend off the darkness of depression or even just to ease the pain of a particularly rough day/week/month/year/decade.  The box can be any size and house anything at all, as long as it’s personal and will bring that other person some delight.

So for example, say you have a friend who is dealing with chronic and prolonged depression.  Put something humorous or even, dare I say it?, touching in a box.  Then put that box in another box, mail it to yourself, then when it arrives, SMASH IT WITH A HAMMER!!!  Ahem!  What I mean to say is that you can then decorate the box (or if you used origami to make your own box, that part is covered) and/or write witty, pithy and pleasing things on the outside.  Then give the recipient the instructions:  Simply open when they feel like life has just kicked them at the junction between leg and torso, or if they feel like maybe they never want to leave the house again.  From there, when they finally sink low enough to open the box, you have already buoyed their spirits, and lifted their hopes!  Thus forestalling that 4:00 am drunken phone call we all know and love.

Drunk Lady

“That’s right, friend!  You needn’t be on the other end of this call with a little forethought, cunning, and human decency!”

That is why I, for one, enjoy both giving and receiving Rainy Day Boxes.  For everyone who knows that the darkest time is just before dawn, and it really sucks getting a weepy phone call just then.

Day Five: What Happened To Day Four?

Life did.  Life, and work.  I’ve been up to my eyeballs in random calls to come into work on my regularly scheduled days off.  I’m mildly disgruntled, but my paycheck rejoices.  More importantly, I’m feeling a little frazzled and low on energy.  Naturally it’s time for… AN ADVENTURE!!!

What kind of adventure, you ask?  It doesn’t really matter as long as it’s something new.  It occurs to me not everyone knows how to adventure like we do, so I thought I would go through a couple of our adventures for the unlearned, ignorant, or just plain new adventurer out there.

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