I did something crazy today. Something I've never done before or ever thought I would have a part of. I joined our office's Big Game lottery pool. Basically, a bunch of us from the ITS department are purchasing a bunch of numbers for Tuesday night's lottery in hopes that we'll win THREE HUNDRED and TWENTY FIVE MILLION DOLLARS. Of course, that money would have to be split between us all, but it still comes out to WAY more money than I would ever know what to do with. Considering I've NEVER won any money from anywhere, I think our chances are, well, slim to none. Oh well, it's fun to imagine what having that much money would be like.
Since Mike recently got himself a new PocketPC with a slick little 802.11 wireless card, he's been letting me tinker around with his old Casio PocketPC. I gotta admit, this is a really cool little device. First of all, it's got a really great color screen. It has pocket versions of All of the MS apps like Internet Explorer, Word, Excel, etc. I'm pretty impressed. Now, if Mike would only bring over the USB cable so I can see if syncronizing data with it works, I'll be excited about it. Don't worry, my fellow Mac afficionados: I'm not migrating to the dark side. In fact, I started a little test late last week to see how many days I can run this PowerBook (on MacOS X) before I need to reboot. Right now, I'm at 5 days, 14 hours, 27 minutes. Not too bad for a machine that I use EVERYDAY and do all of my work on. I can't think of too many (non-unix work systems, not servers) that can run this long without needing a reboot or crashing. We'll see how long the streak lasts. :)
I thought of some other slightly less than hillarious comments to enthrall you with tonight, but I can't seem to remember them. Oh yeh (gotta say this)- if you ever get into an important meeting and you get the hiccups, JUST LEAVE. I got a bad case of the hiccups today during a meeting. I left, tried to rid myself of the seizure-esc curse, but as soon as I returned to the meeting room, they returned. Terrible. Hasn't someone come up with a cure yet? Comon', science: what gives?
Posted by Jeff at April 16, 2002 12:04 AMCome on, Jeff. Join the Dark Side. Let it flow through you. Give in to temptation.
Posted by: Jack at April 16, 2002 01:53 PMLet's see. Here are the cures for hiccups that I know of. Stand on your head and drink water, put a bag over your head and sing a song, hop on one foot while holding your breath. Or you could get someone to come up behind you and scare the bejesus out of you. But here's the one that works best for me--fall asleep. When you wake up, they're gone!
Posted by: Mom at April 16, 2002 11:21 PMHiccups? No problem. First, take a dollar bill. Use a knife to spread mustard over the bill, covering every bit of the bill's surface. Next, fold the bill over on its side. Set it on a plate. Put that plate in a bag. Drive the bag (in your truck) to the local gun shop, and set the plate up as your target. Step back, load the shotgun and put on a pair of sunglasses. (UV rays can be harmful) Stick your tounge out like you were threading a needle upside down on the moon and the world depended on it. Now, using the oldest, rattiest shotgun they loan you, gently ease back on the trigger and blow the bag up with your shotgun.
Ahhhh. Doesn't that feel better?
Posted by: Dr. PeeR, Ph,D. at April 17, 2002 09:58 AM