How do geeks amuse themselves

What does a computer geek with a slow dial-up do while he’s waiting for a program to download (the program I was trying out in the previous post).

Well, first off he takes a picture of the download…

I bought this desk in a flat pack! It took me hours to put it together.

But when that doesn’t seem to speed things up, let’s look around for diversions…

Before you laugh at me, I didn’t buy any of these, ET sent me three of them and MDW brought back one last time she went home.

But if that doesn’t help, maybe some closeup photography…

I bought two of those shot glasses(one for me and one for ET) at the Henry Ford museum in Michigan. The photo doesn’t show it but there’s a ’65 Mustang on it. We have gotten very drunk talking to each other on the phone while belting down shots of whiskey.

Still not downloaded? maybe another shot…

I’ve had that Porsche phone for twenty years(well before cellphones were popular), I used to tell people I was talking to them on the car phone, hahaha!

Geek Alert

You can read this is you like but really its just a geeky experimental type post. Normally I’d use a test blog but tghe cheapest TP account only allows for one blog.

Well let’s see what happens here. I just downloaded something that’s supposed to let me write my blog without even connecting to the Net. Obviously I’ll have to connect eventually to upload, but this is supposed to let me create and edit offline.

I had a Word extension for blogger but it didn’t let me post pictures, so I’ll give that a try.

That was a bit strange….more later.

I had to upload the photo from TP because it timed out from Qumana, I’ll have to investigate. But it does show some promise, it’s actually quite a good editor.

This is what I was doing.

Its funny how sometimes accidents produce the best results. The other day I did a funny post about Robin. The whole thing just happened, I was trying to get the pictures below when I took the one in the other post.

These are a couple of pictures of Bentley, he could sense a thunderstorm. He gets really scared with thunder and lightening, he can sense it up to two hours before is starts and he works himself into a state of panic. It’s really pitiful to see, so much so that even I can’t derive any pleasure from it.

For some reason he like to put his head between the wall and the speaker, he’ll just lie there trembling until I moved. When there’s actual thunder he won’t let me out of his sight, actually sight is the wrong word given that he sticks his head behind a speaker. More accurately , he won’t let me out of his presence, wherever I go, he goes.

This is the shot I was after. The other thing he does is he sits with his face against the wall. When I saw him doing it, I went to get my camera. As usual he followed me, so when I came back to my armchair I had to wait until he went back to his phobia. It was while I was waiting that I was amusing myself looking at things through the viewer of the camera, and that’s how I got the hairy Robin picture.

This is an extra picture that I really only put in because I was checking out a typepad thing, but it illustrates his anxiety. He only drops his jaw like that when he’s either really exhausted from running, really hot or really scared. You can cross out the first two.

In the next couple of days I’ll be posting about my Typepad experiences. Stay tuned.

Well at least I thought it was funny

I just left another message on the old OUAB telling everyone where I was. I got a bit nostalgic for the old blog, I like the looks much better than this one but I don’t want to pay the extra 40 bucks to be able to do it here.

Anyway, I think it’s pretty funny (forgive me Julie, I just couldn’t help myself). So why don’t you have a look for yourselves.

Hello to the morning crew.

Good morning to all those who have just been redirected to the new typepad version of Once Upon A Blog, now I now some of you might say that this is getting confusing, but it’s really quite simple. In order to fully differentiate between the two blogs I’ve made this name completely different. If you look closely you’ll see that every word now starts with a capital letter.  There that’s easy isn’t it?

I hope you like the picture, I picked it specially for you guys. Over the next week or so I’ll be writing about my experiences with typepad. I’ve been forced to take this drastic action as I haven’t had a severe case of flatulance for a few weeks now and I’ve run out of things to write about. Not even the dogs have been able to help out despite my best efforts (you should see the crap I’ve been feeding them).

Anyway, don’t forget to bookmark this site and or update you subscription feeds.

Hi Guys.

Howdy gang,

What do you think of my new outfit? I think it’s kinda slimming. When I looked at Ree’s new blog, I wasn’t jealous or anything (honest, I was really pleased for her), I was just really interested in the mechanics of it all. Like how do you get all your Blogger posts across and what’s it like to work with.

Turns out the answers are 1. quite easily and 2. much better than blogger.

I only signed up for a 30 day trial but I really can’t see myself going back to booger, it’s just so much easier here. However experience has taught me that initial impressions don’t always hold up. Time will tell.

The funny thing is, I was on the verge of quitting. It wasn’t as much fun as it used to be, and I’m not a natural writer like a lot of you guys. And there’s only so many embarrassing/dangerous situations that you can relate.

Oh, just one thing, blogger’s editor looks suspiciously like this one.

Shocking revelation.

This is big, and I mean Watergate big! I have in my posession an extremely revealing photgraph of Robin over at Pensieve.

So shocking is it that I’m not going to post it here but rather, I’m linking to it so that only those brave enough need see it. This picture shows what dear old Robin looks like without all the primping (no you morons, I said primping not pimping) that she does to make herself look good.

So, if you’re game, here it is! My eyes! Oh the humanity!

Well I guess that ought to teach her not to give me a prize.

Labels: yeah sure.

Now you see ’em, now you don’t

There are two times when the person I was talking to just disappeared. I was going to write them both in this post, but I’m running short on material so I’ll do the other one tomorrow.

The first time was when I was working on the construction of a power station in the Hunter Valley, one of Australia’s formeost wine producing regions. It was just after lunch and three of us were walking back to the site from the lunch shed. We were having one of those three way conversations.

Walking three abreast, suddenly the bloke in the middle just seemed to disappear. One minute I was looking at him, the next I was looking at the guy who was on the other side of him. The other guy and I just seemed to stare at each other dumbfounded for a second and then looked down at the ground. That’s when we saw the the bloke in the middle.

Remember Curly from the Three Stooges, and how he used to lie on his side and go around in circles? That’s what this bloke looked like. He flopped around a bit, got back up, dusted himself off and fell into step as if nothing happened as we all continued on our walk back to the site. After a couple of minutes he said, “It’s OK, don’t worry about it, it happens all the time. I’m an epileptic” and that was all that was said on the matter.

I have to say though I was a bit shaken (more surprised I guess), and so was the bloke on the other side of him. I’d hate to think what would the results would be if he was on a ladder when it happened.

Labels: what the?

While we’re on the subject.

While we’re talking about lizards, I’d like to show you something. These pictures aren’t mine, in truth I’ve only ever come across these guys three time in my life. Twice up here and once while I was taking Bentley for a walk in the reserve behind our house on the Coast. You might notice that the guy isn’t holding him up.

They’re called Goannas and I’ll be honest, they do scare me a bit. Despite the fact that I wear shorts, I’m no crocodile hunter, and these things are big.

The reason they scare me though, is not just their size, its the fact that they hang about in trees. So that means that you can be walking along minding your own business when one of these bastards will scurry down the trunk and land inches away from you (as has happened to me). Let me assure you, adult diapers would not be unwelcome when this happens.

The other thing that they are known for, and this is really scary, is that when they are startled they will instinctively head for a tree for protection. Doesn’t sound too scary you say, well what can happen is they can mistake you for a tree (poor eyesight) and run up you. Trust me, you will have many scratches and wish that you were somewhere else.

Labels: country life

He looks pissed.

I was working on a post a few minutes ago when I heard the dogs making a ruckus outside. I went out to investigate and this is what unfolded.

If you ask me, this guy looks pretty pissed.

And this is why…

And this is what he did about it….

Labels: country life