No, they're not mine

I've got a few personal/silly things in my office. Not many, just a few here and there. One of them is a picture of Bucky, the big old school horse who put up with a lot from me when I first started learning to ride. I always loved that old fella. Another is a picture of Mr. Ed. I was playing around with the little Epson 4x6 photo printer and printed a screenshot from one of the Mr. Ed dvd's just to see how the printer did with black & white photos.

Even after being here nearly 2 years, I still have this happen frequently:

coworker: *points at picture* Is that your horse?
me: No. That's a horse I used to ride
coworker: *points at other picture* Is that your horse?
me: No. That's Mister Ed

Now this wouldn't be an unexpected conversation to have, except that often the people asking have done the same thing before, more than once.

They rarely seem to notice the diecast of the SkyDiver 1 submarine from the old UFO series amidst the tank and halftrack models though. Go figure.

Own a piece of history

I just heard about the sale at the old Adams Mark up in Philly. They're selling everything inside the hotel to try to get rid of it before it's demolished. The policy is 'if you can touch it, you can buy it.'

My first thought was of some of those horse statues they had in the lobby. I'd love to have one of those things. Of course they're probably not going cheap, have likely already been sold (the sale started yesterday), and I have no place to put one. Even so, I did briefly entertain the thought of driving all the way up there tomorrow.... until I saw a clip from the NBC station across the street showing 80 gazillion people lined up yesterday to get in and buy stuff.

Kinda amusing that you can now buy the towels from them. Usually folks just steal 'em.

I don't know if the building is going to be imploded. If it is, I'd consider going up to see it happen.

Rush. Not Journey. Rush...

Late last year, we needed over 260 cd's inkjetted and burned to be sent out to people. For whatever reason, making CD's of any kind ended up being my job long ago. It's not hard to make the things. It's just a slow process. There's a CD color printer I borrow from another group. It's a few years old and a slow thing. Plop in a CD with a printable surface and it slooowwwwly chugs along, inkjetting the label on. Then I have to burn 'em all with the CD-RW drive in my workstation. We'd looked into getting one of the newer machines a while back. The kind that take a stack of blanks and prints then burns them. The cost just couldn't be justified for the low level of use it'd get.

So doing all those CD's took 5 days for me to do. Like I said, this printer is slow. It's over 2 minutes to print each CD, plus some time for it to 'rest' now and then because it starts getting warm, or time spent cleaning it when a CD slips in there and it gets ink all over the tray or the cartridge needs replacing and I have to recalibrate the thing. It's really mind numbing stuff, because I can't do much of anything else on the workstation when printing or burning.

At 11 this morning, the AA comes in. The VP wants 100 CD's printed and burned and sent overnight to him. Okay. When's he need them. He needs them sent out today.

Today?

I cant' seem to get them to comprehend that 260 = 5 days so 100 is gonna be somewhere around 2 days. I'm just supposed to rush it through, somehow. Joy.