"Then I went and bought myself a Colt .45
It's called a "Peacemaker" but I never knew why
I never knew why, and I didn't understand
'Cause Mama said the pistol is the Devil's Right Hand"
- Johnny Cash, Devil's Right Hand
November 15, 2005
Nuts.
Another painful night at the poker table - not only could I not find a flop to save my life; not only was I the first eliminated the second week in a row; not only was the only hand I took after my buy-in a split pot (A/10); but I was the first to be ejected from the game again. So the moral of the story is either I have no poker skills whatsoever, or... well, that's probably it. I only have a finite number of aces hidden up my sleeve, it seems. Time to restack the deck, make a couple of sacrifices to the appropriate gods and goddesses, and stop calling all-in on ridiculous hands.
Rrgh. I'm so vexed it ain't even funny.
November 12, 2005Goddamnit. Just got back from the Aircare inspection centre... Kyoko's done gone and failed the exhaust emissions test. Seems she's giving off a few too many NOx emissions. That's "nitrogen oxides" for all you non-chemists out there. If I had to hazard a guess, I'd say that she's got some carbon deposit build-up in her combustion chamber - which I'm going to have to pay a mechanic a couple hundred dollars to tell me before my insurance expires next week. I still haven't paid off the last set of repairs. Shit.
Thankfully, work has picked up somewhat this month - X-Men 3 has started sucking up any and all available grips in the city; you should see some of the stages they've built. Incredible. I've got a 6AM call out in Agassiz (about an hour and a half drive) tomorrow, so that should cover the latest repair bill. So long as the calls keep rolling in until the end of the month, I should be fine. Should be. I also have something of a knack for burning any 'spare' cash that finds its way into my wallet - all part of my PhD in Good Times, I suppose.
Anyway, got to make myself an Elvis MD for the drive tomorrow. I've decided that "Viva Las Vegas" is going to be my next karaoke smash hit. Oh, yes.
Would that there were some way of balancing out the furore with the doldrums of my life these days. It's as if the world has gone binary on me; things are either ON, or they're OFF. That's it. No grey area, no middle ground. A few examples, for illustrative purposes:
Anyway, I think you get the picture. Yes, I am well aware that everyone enjoys periods of great success and suffers through times of strife - I'm not trying to be melodramatic here - it just seems I am hitting but the apices and nadirs without enjoying any of the curve in between.
Aspect 1 0 Work Swamped with 14-hour shifts Bored for days on end Play Three events in a single night Bored for days on end Poker I win! First to bust! Women I'm hot! So not! Cash Clearin' away debts Rackin' up the card Words As a mighty river, unblocked and majestic Terse
Maybe I'm better off with this manic depressive experience of the world - who knows? The anti-Meursault, that's me.
Also, despite spending a considerable amount of time digging through the W3 Schools HTML and CSS tutorials, there appears to be no way to make Explorer accept a maximum height definition for a table cell. I believe this is because the folks who make IE are retarded. Oh, wait! I mean to say "the folks who make IE are stuntmen".
A friend of mine has suggested that the term "stuntman" is a more appropriate term for those individuals we have too long referred to as "retarded". His reasoning? Simple; the growth and development of these people is not slowed down, as is implied by the word 'retarded', it is stopped at an early stage, or 'stunted'. Follow?
I'm positive this term is going to get all sorts of PC panties in a twist, which is all the more reason to adopt it.
As I was saying, the stuntmen at IE have been deprecating HTML tags without releasing viable alternatives - makes me wonder why I even bother with the damn browser. You should wonder the same.
Also, starting sentences with "also" is bad. How very stunted of me.
November 3, 2005Alright, I'll be goddamned if I can get this to work in Explorer - it appears to be fine in Mozilla, so I'm just going to assume it's my computer being ornery. She does that sometimes.
The problem I am so fervently trying to correct is the simple fact that despite my having specified the height for the cell containing my litle picture there (it was s'posed to be much more interesting), Explorer insists on keeping that cell at exactly half the height of the right-hand cell.
Maybe I'm crazy, but I can't find anything wrong with my code - not least as it is the exact (cut & pasted) code from last month's page that worked just fine, thank you very much. Granted, I took the time today to clean and sweep my computer for various viruses, malware and other such beasties; but I hardly think removing all of those (4 and 22, respectively) would affect Explorer's ability to understand poorly-written HTML tags. Don't you agree?
Regardless, my mind is weary from trying to wrap itself around this non-problem, as it were. I think I might have a seat on the balcony with a glass of (really bad) bourbon and wait the impending hailstorm. Promises to be an interesting evening yet, I'd say. Might even merit a short jaunt about the neighbourhood.
It's a twist-off
Using my words
I use'ta could
Boku da
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