Friday, July 27, 2007

Wired access

Because of security risks, there is no wireless access in the office.  So, for the whiners who need to operate LiveMeeting and WebEx from conference rooms, all the massive conference room tables have been drilled and cabled and powered up with LAN ports and power outlets with nifty sliding metal covers.

Weekly Update

The cabling is being completed in the conference rooms.  Please do not move the conference room tables around; this will damage the power and data cables. This could be dangerous as well as damaging.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

I'm playing hockey 3 nights this week and taking my niece skating on Friday.  I predict stiff legs on Saturday.  I have two nice job offers in my hand, and both are great opportunities.  I'm going with the consulting job with a fat salary and benefits and flexible schedule which may move to Dallas over the hourly gig that may not last, but is 100% likely to stay in KC. 

Sunday, July 8, 2007

GPS techno nerdo stuff

I got a sweet little Bluetooth GPS receiver.  It's a little bigger than a Chicken McNugget;  it's clear plastic with blue and orange LEDs which give it an otherworldly glow when it's on.  It lives in my Jeep for now.  It recharges via a USB port or car cigarette lighter.  Google Maps can give turn by turn directions, so, the goal of this thing is to keep me from having to enter addresses into my phone when I'm lost.  So far, so good.  I get to test it out on my trip to Omaha this week.  I grabbed a screen shot, which shows its location in my driveway.  :-)  I can always zoom out and find the nearest freeway.  It's nerdcool!

Saturday, I got to babysit my little niece, Claire, while everyone else was out.  We played soccer in the yard, went to the Sonic for a quick dinner, watched Ice Age: Meltdown, stopped by my house and rode my lawn tractor.  Well, we mowed my yard.  In my big back yard, I just slowed it down to about half speed and gave her the wheel.  The mowing pattern was, uh...interesting.  She zigged and zagged a lot and steered very clear of any tree branches.  Some areas got mowed 4 or 5 times, while a few strips did not get mowed, but she had a blast! (And I laughed until my side was hurting.)  Then we played a game of Sorry.  I didn't know they still made that crazy game.  You can't even get started unless you draw a 1 or 2 card, so I thought I was doomed when we went through the entire deck and I only had one piece out of the Start area, but when I started getting Sorry cards, that turned out to be the best thing.  It was a close game.  It came down to the end where the next person to draw a 1 card would win.  It was me.

Rewind to the 4th of July. . . I saw the craziest stuff on the block where my brother lives.  The folks across the street buy fun fireworks, which are cool to watch.  Like every year, they grilled, played music, and everyone had fun. Then, they swept the street, and it was over.  For the past couple of years my brother's family has had a corresponding party and thrown in some additional fireworks.  Not everyone had legal sized fireworks.  After the kids had gone inside, I saw a mailbox get blown to bits.  I saw a watermelon get vaporized.  Then the neighbors down the way or their guests got way out of hand. I was already worried about their negligence after they set off a couple of artillery rounds outside of the tube, and the sparks were coming over to where we were.  Then, one kid next door got his leg burned by an explosion which dented an entire car door and blew out one of the windows.  They took him to the hospital.  I'm told it was an M-80, but whatever it was had more than the legal 50 milligrams of explosive.  The concussion pulled my hair to one side.  In retrospect I'm surprised that the police were not called.  The party next door was over at that point, anyway.  That kid could have lost his life.

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Home from Illinios

I spent some quality time in an office in Illinois.  I got the meet "the sausage king of Chicago" or at least the folks who run a major sausage/bacon/pepperoni/salami/chorizo operation.  I got to set up the network for their headquarters.  They didn't go with my suggested design,  because the electrical construction to add redundant power and switching capacity would take too long and cost too much, but what they have works well enough.  There are still some problems to sort out, but I'm fairly certain the problems aren't network related, aside from some silly 802.11b VoIP phones, which are not so good for business communications.  Maybe the technology isn't ready yet, but I thought the voice quality was borderline good enough.  I hope they get wired phones.  This was the first place I've seen where all the cabling is Category 6.  I was shocked that most of the switch modules weren't gigabit Ethernet, because all of their new computers support it.

I got a kick out of this story.
"Albert Gore III, son of the former Veep, has been arrested in southern California for driving over 100 mph in a car stashed with marijuana, vicodin, xanex, valium, and adderol.  But at least he was driving a Prius!"

I didn't know a Prius could do 100 mph.