Another Quiet Weekend
This weekend was mostly spent recuperating from the last two weeks. Jacob went over to his father's house but found out Carol had the weekend off and didn't want him there. Andrea spent the weekend helping her grandparents. Kris took the weekend off and rested. I spent most of the weekend lounging and playing the Gamecube. Last week was busy and a quiet weekend seemed to be just what the doctor ordered.
Friday Buffalo Shoot-out
After work, Justin ( a co-worker) and I made a trip to Wally World. Justin doesn't have a car and needed a ride. I took the opportunity to buy muself a new wireless card as my boss, Mr. Gray had taken all of the wireless cards in the office. I used my office card when I needed to take bench work or if I wanted to take on of the cubes up front to work at.
I bought a Belkin 54g PCMCIA Wireless card for about $34. It was cheap, not really what I wanted, but it works. I really wanted a NetGear 54g, but Wally World doesn't sell NetGear, or at least not this store. Justin also wanted a wireless card as he lives right across the street and had just gotten his computer. Since I definitely needed mine and he wasn't sure about his, I told him to leave his in the box and we would use my laptop card to warddrive the area.
The parking lot was full of signals, but his room could only get one strong enough to register. This is most likely due to the building being of strong Brick construction. Signal from downstairs can pass through teh floor, but the signal outside could not pass through the wall - that's just lame. Also, the position of his apartment meant he couldn't get the signals throug his neighbor's walls. TS for Justin.
I had told him he might get a signal by running an antenna out his window. If he could get it outside, he would have plenty to choose from. He also spoke with Nate, who seems to think he might be able to rig something from the roof to help him out. I thought he might be able to run a length of USB cord to use the USB Wifi he bought. But I told him the PCI card probably would have been a better choice.
Late BWW Carnage
As soon as we were done shopping, I headed out. Justin was determined to get some quality drinking time in before the night was done. He also had to get back up to DNet to finish up a project for Bill.
When I got home, I found Jacob slouched on the couch watching Halloween Town on Disney.
"Where the hell did you come from?" I asked him.
"Carol said I couldn't spend the weekend there because she had the weekend off," Jake replied.
I immediately understood what that meant. Jacob's father is well-known for being irresponsible, insensitive, and, in general, an asshole. "Carol's weekend" implies that she has a free weekend off and did not want to spend it watching Jake while Rick was off drinking or playing bingo ro whatever else. It also meant that she did not want to spend the weekend with Jacob screaming at her to get him this and do that.
I understood completely. Rick did the same thing to Kris when they were married. His two daughters would fcome for their weekend to spend with their dad and he would leave them there for Kris to take care of. Then when they moved back to Eau Claire, they would come over every day to "help" Kris with Annie. Kris had enough of it and told Rick and the girls they could only come over when Rick was there, since they were there to spend the time with their father. Rick turned that around as "Kris doesn't want you here anymore." Typical. But it did work out.
So Jacob siting there alone on a Friday night made perfect sense. Of course, no one told us about these plans. Kris was out with her friends at a Larry the Cableguy show in LaCrosse while I was out until almost 7pm. He hadn't eaten anything since lunch - maybe some junk/snack food. I told him the next time his plans changed, he would need to call us immediately so we could make sure someone would be home or at least have something for him to eat for supper.
I'm sure that was wishful thinking on my part. If Rick ever had to suddenly stop and think about someone else for a change, his big, fat, stupid head would explode. I'm not cleaning up that crap.
Now for the BWW
Jake and I piled into the car at around 745 to go get something for supper. The original plan was to go to Cancun, where Jacob could flirt with a 18 year-old college girl who shared a love for all things Star Wars. Jacob is in love with her and we try to tease him about it whenever possible.
Cancun was packed, for some strange reason. Friday nights are usually kind of quiet for that area, but not this time. So we made our usual rounds, we stopped by the theatre but missed our movie by about 15 minutes. So we looped around and decided to take Jake to BWW for supper.
BWW is probably one of the least expensive places to eat in town, next to Cancun. Jake and I can eat there for under $25 most of the time. THis time, we splurged and spent $26. Jake ate an entire 18-piece Honey BBQ ing, himself. I was still hungry for Mexican food, so I got some Wild Chicken Fajitas. It all tasted wonderful, if not hot. And their Iced Tea was passable. We were both starving.
Kris' Funtime
Kris had a rough week last week. She had to move her desk...again. This time, she was moved so that another lady could take her place. Kris was not too happy about it. And by the end of the week, she was so angry about the entire mess, she decided to stay home over the weekend.
Kris was already in a foul mood on Friday, but decided to still go to her Larry the Cableguy show in LaCrosse. Originally, we were both going to go to it, but we could never get tickets for it. Then Kris' friend Cathy got tickets and decided that Kris just had to go with her.
Kris also is getting a "Christmas Present" to go see some concert with Cathy. She says she doesn't want to go, but she doesn't know how to tell Cathy she doesn't want to go. Apparently, flat out telling a woman "No" is impossible for other women. Always trying to find a subtle way of not directly communicating seems to be the way females communicate.
Or, is that really communicating? Not really. I'll say "My Left shoe needs to be tied, again." What everyone who hears that will imply is something completely different. I told Kris to just flat out lie to her. Since being direct is something she is incapable of, I told her to tell her that Annie has a concert that night and she can't miss it.
What if Cathy wants to come? So what. Just tell her it was moved at the last minute because of maintenance problems and then give her the correct date. Or just trail off and act like there were phone problems. Jeez, do I have to think of everything.
I told Kris to just tell Cathy I told her she couldn't go. That way, Kris can be spared the anger. And I can be blamed for it. I don't really care if Kris' friends think I'm horrible. It's Kris' fault she can't be honest with her own friends and that she lets them push her around and drag her off to stuff she doesn't want to do.
Or, that's what she says. It's horrible to be taken out one night every couple of months to get away from screaming kids to spend time with friends, go to a concert, and then eat at a restaurant. God, I'd hope that fate is reserved only for Republicans and Lawyers. When she griped about the trip last week, I told how sorry I felt for her that she would be taken by her friends to go see a comedian she enjoyed.
Oh, Please don't throw me in the briar patch.... That's about as believeable as forcing Kris to eat a piece of chocolate or making her take a nap. If that's her idea of torture...
Friday Buffalo Shoot-out
After work, Justin ( a co-worker) and I made a trip to Wally World. Justin doesn't have a car and needed a ride. I took the opportunity to buy muself a new wireless card as my boss, Mr. Gray had taken all of the wireless cards in the office. I used my office card when I needed to take bench work or if I wanted to take on of the cubes up front to work at.
I bought a Belkin 54g PCMCIA Wireless card for about $34. It was cheap, not really what I wanted, but it works. I really wanted a NetGear 54g, but Wally World doesn't sell NetGear, or at least not this store. Justin also wanted a wireless card as he lives right across the street and had just gotten his computer. Since I definitely needed mine and he wasn't sure about his, I told him to leave his in the box and we would use my laptop card to warddrive the area.
The parking lot was full of signals, but his room could only get one strong enough to register. This is most likely due to the building being of strong Brick construction. Signal from downstairs can pass through teh floor, but the signal outside could not pass through the wall - that's just lame. Also, the position of his apartment meant he couldn't get the signals throug his neighbor's walls. TS for Justin.
I had told him he might get a signal by running an antenna out his window. If he could get it outside, he would have plenty to choose from. He also spoke with Nate, who seems to think he might be able to rig something from the roof to help him out. I thought he might be able to run a length of USB cord to use the USB Wifi he bought. But I told him the PCI card probably would have been a better choice.
Late BWW Carnage
As soon as we were done shopping, I headed out. Justin was determined to get some quality drinking time in before the night was done. He also had to get back up to DNet to finish up a project for Bill.
When I got home, I found Jacob slouched on the couch watching Halloween Town on Disney.
"Where the hell did you come from?" I asked him.
"Carol said I couldn't spend the weekend there because she had the weekend off," Jake replied.
I immediately understood what that meant. Jacob's father is well-known for being irresponsible, insensitive, and, in general, an asshole. "Carol's weekend" implies that she has a free weekend off and did not want to spend it watching Jake while Rick was off drinking or playing bingo ro whatever else. It also meant that she did not want to spend the weekend with Jacob screaming at her to get him this and do that.
I understood completely. Rick did the same thing to Kris when they were married. His two daughters would fcome for their weekend to spend with their dad and he would leave them there for Kris to take care of. Then when they moved back to Eau Claire, they would come over every day to "help" Kris with Annie. Kris had enough of it and told Rick and the girls they could only come over when Rick was there, since they were there to spend the time with their father. Rick turned that around as "Kris doesn't want you here anymore." Typical. But it did work out.
So Jacob siting there alone on a Friday night made perfect sense. Of course, no one told us about these plans. Kris was out with her friends at a Larry the Cableguy show in LaCrosse while I was out until almost 7pm. He hadn't eaten anything since lunch - maybe some junk/snack food. I told him the next time his plans changed, he would need to call us immediately so we could make sure someone would be home or at least have something for him to eat for supper.
I'm sure that was wishful thinking on my part. If Rick ever had to suddenly stop and think about someone else for a change, his big, fat, stupid head would explode. I'm not cleaning up that crap.
Now for the BWW
Jake and I piled into the car at around 745 to go get something for supper. The original plan was to go to Cancun, where Jacob could flirt with a 18 year-old college girl who shared a love for all things Star Wars. Jacob is in love with her and we try to tease him about it whenever possible.
Cancun was packed, for some strange reason. Friday nights are usually kind of quiet for that area, but not this time. So we made our usual rounds, we stopped by the theatre but missed our movie by about 15 minutes. So we looped around and decided to take Jake to BWW for supper.
BWW is probably one of the least expensive places to eat in town, next to Cancun. Jake and I can eat there for under $25 most of the time. THis time, we splurged and spent $26. Jake ate an entire 18-piece Honey BBQ ing, himself. I was still hungry for Mexican food, so I got some Wild Chicken Fajitas. It all tasted wonderful, if not hot. And their Iced Tea was passable. We were both starving.
Kris' Funtime
Kris had a rough week last week. She had to move her desk...again. This time, she was moved so that another lady could take her place. Kris was not too happy about it. And by the end of the week, she was so angry about the entire mess, she decided to stay home over the weekend.
Kris was already in a foul mood on Friday, but decided to still go to her Larry the Cableguy show in LaCrosse. Originally, we were both going to go to it, but we could never get tickets for it. Then Kris' friend Cathy got tickets and decided that Kris just had to go with her.
Kris also is getting a "Christmas Present" to go see some concert with Cathy. She says she doesn't want to go, but she doesn't know how to tell Cathy she doesn't want to go. Apparently, flat out telling a woman "No" is impossible for other women. Always trying to find a subtle way of not directly communicating seems to be the way females communicate.
Or, is that really communicating? Not really. I'll say "My Left shoe needs to be tied, again." What everyone who hears that will imply is something completely different. I told Kris to just flat out lie to her. Since being direct is something she is incapable of, I told her to tell her that Annie has a concert that night and she can't miss it.
What if Cathy wants to come? So what. Just tell her it was moved at the last minute because of maintenance problems and then give her the correct date. Or just trail off and act like there were phone problems. Jeez, do I have to think of everything.
I told Kris to just tell Cathy I told her she couldn't go. That way, Kris can be spared the anger. And I can be blamed for it. I don't really care if Kris' friends think I'm horrible. It's Kris' fault she can't be honest with her own friends and that she lets them push her around and drag her off to stuff she doesn't want to do.
Or, that's what she says. It's horrible to be taken out one night every couple of months to get away from screaming kids to spend time with friends, go to a concert, and then eat at a restaurant. God, I'd hope that fate is reserved only for Republicans and Lawyers. When she griped about the trip last week, I told how sorry I felt for her that she would be taken by her friends to go see a comedian she enjoyed.
Oh, Please don't throw me in the briar patch.... That's about as believeable as forcing Kris to eat a piece of chocolate or making her take a nap. If that's her idea of torture...

