Enemy of Entropy
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County Blah
Why do we have a reverse-911 system, if the county won’t use it to tell us things like, “Hey, we had a water main break and you need to boil your water before using it.”
We’ve had so many water main breaks in the last year that I’m glad we don’t drink tap water, anyway (even with boiling, it tastes nasty to me). We do cook with it, though.
Oh – I guess since we don’t have (or want) a land line, they wouldn’t call us anyway, would they? It seems to me that cell phones should be included somehow, based on the address on the account or where you are when an alert goes out, or something. Since more and more people don’t bother with land lines, that’s a significant issue.
So, yeah, boiling water ’til Wednesday afternoon at the very least. I’m glad I looked at the local newspaper’s web site!
And That’s the Week
I consider Sunday the first day of the week, rather than the last.
It was a week full of appointments for the girl, and getting paperwork shuffled to various bureaucracies. Sam and I had lovely dates Wednesday and tonight, although both of us were so exhausted Wednesday that we turned in much earlier than usual.
Stoopid School!
I just found out that DeVry didn’t “package” my financial aid for this semester. Huh? I registered the day registration opened, or nearly so, as I recall. I wasn’t scheduled to graduate. I did everything I’m supposed to do, in fact. Somebody there just dropped the ball.
Why isn’t that sort of thing automated so that doesn’t happen? It isn’t as if the place specialized in, oh, technical degrees or anything like that, right?
Then they inform me that because of their mistake, my student loans are also screwed up, and I’m going to end up owing them over $4k for the semester! What?!
Yes, I’m fighting this. That school has screwed up something every single semester I’ve attended it! Unfortunately, so did SPSU. Is this just a given with colleges? They only hire the incompetent, or they don’t honor competence, or what? I know that schools usually pay less than other employers, so maybe they can’t compete and don’t care to try?
For your sakes, I will not upload a recording of the bellow of inarticulate rage this crap provoked. I think it would have broken my microphone, anyway.
Some people
What is it that drives some people to constantly seek arguments? It doesn’t matter what you say, they have to pick at it. I truly think, on one mailing list, that I could just post, “Oh, I totally agree with you” and a few people there would still find a reason to bitch.
I have to wonder what they’re like in real life. Scratch that, I know what they’re like. You say, “What a great day! Everything smells so clean right after it rains!” and they respond with, “I hate all the mud” or “Damned county still won’t let me water my grass” or something else that’s negative, in a tone that indicates they suspect you to be personally responsible for the rain, and maybe the drought, too. If it hadn’t rained, they’d gripe about that, too.
Read on…
Disappointed!
(I’m hearing Gary Oldman in The Fifth Element when I read the subject there. Yes, I probably could have found a sound clip and included it, but I’m counting on your imaginations and memories here.)
Well, I finally got around to reading the rest of Fledgling, the Liaden Universe novel published by serially by Sharon Lee and Steve Miller in 2007 using the storyteller’s bowl concept.1 Sam has recorded the final chapters for podcasting and is editing the recording this week.
Read on…



