Odd and Ends

When it comes to interior painting, I have always been in the DIY camp and I think I'm pretty good at it. I've learned that the right tools make all the difference and practice makes perfect.

So this past weekend even though the weather was sunny and dry (although a little cool for riding) the missus and I spent the weekend painting the bathroom. Did I tell you I HATE painting? I may be good at it, but it is not my favorite pass time.

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There is something to be said about the ability to work from home. Tele-commuting is the buzz word. In my work as a network administrator I support users in 5 time zones and those users access information and applications housed in a data center in central Ohio. So having remote access from home is a requirement and it allows me to not spend 12 hours a day at the office.

But like many things in life, remote access is a 2 edged sword. Even when you're home, sometimes you're not really home, you're working. And you never know when someone is going to need help. But I am thankful to be working at a job I enjoy.

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In a moment of boredom I wandered onto twitter.com the other day. Twitter seems like a very popular site/activity/whatever??? so I thought I'd find out what all the fuss was about.

Well, after being on Twitter for about a week now let me just say, it's interesting. It's a huge online community with as many interests as there are departments in a Wal-Mart Super Center.
It's kinda like listening and responding to 5 second snippets of conversation from those few dozen/hundred/thousand users that you've decided to follow. Like I said, it's interesting.

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Received this in my Inbox today:

(Here's the reply the teacher received the following day)

Dear Mrs. Jones,

I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer. I work at Home Depot and I told my daughter how hectic it was last week before the blizzard hit. I told her we sold out every single shovel we had, and then I found one more in the back room, and that several people were fighting over who would get it. Her picture doesn't show me dancing around a pole. It's supposed to depict me selling the last snow shovel we had at Home Depot.

From now on I will remember to check her homework more thoroughly before she turns it in.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Smith

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Spring is just 3 weeks away!