PC Won’t Boot? Try Plugging It In!

Friends,

You may recall that I offer tech support at the Far Eastern Outpost of San Diego’s Omnipresent Charitable Organization (alright! enough! you’ve got to think of a shorter version of that protecting-the-innocent name! i’ve had it! – ed How about “The Outpost?” or grimytown? or stinkyville? That’s not very nice. Besides, the odor from the Salton Sea doesn’t waft over the place all that often. I’m sticking with The Outpost. – bob). The only real development there, besides plugging in a computer that “won’t boot” was that I changed my title. I.T. Tech was redundant, I thought. The phone list had been revised and I needed something catchier. In a flash of pomposity, I amended my listing with something positively Victorian. Information Technologist. Naturally, I have to remind anybody and everybody about the change, especially those who might hope I’ll listen to their urgent voicemail left at my published extension, which I do—once a week.

Houseblogging starts in a couple weeks. I’ll spend some vacation time winterizing The Lodge, so that’ll be the focus here the week of August 14th. Catch the itchy fiberglass fever!

I’m changing the back door from a security grate with plexiglas screwed on (and screwed up! – ed Amusing yourself, are you? – Bob) to a proper door. I just can’t decide what would be the best design. While I’m leaning toward a metal French door, I’m open to suggestions. Keep it cabiny though, and remember that it’s going to get wet with snow during the winter.

By the way, I hate to rub it in for our dear friends East of here, but it’s been positively chilly up here in the mountains lately. My suggestion? Get the hell out of there and come up here! We’ll have barbeque and beers and you can crank those thermostats up to 100 while you’re gone. I’ll even make another batch of ice cream in the flavor of your choosing (although my rum/raisin recipe has proven popular, particularly for the rum). Just let me know when you’ll be by.

That’s it for now. The picture in the middle of this is from this morning. Just had to pull over for that shot.

Your pal,

bob