Octopus Overlords

Thanks for breaking the driver on my optical driver, MIcrosoft. I had to go all regedit on it to fix your screw up.

KKBlue wrote:

Default wrote:Cool! Maybe you can do some vocals for me for the Record Production Month Challenge, in February!

Ummm, thinking you want MHS's daughter if you are looking for pipes... unless you are looking for goofiness. I'm the type of person who sounds good when singing with the radio or messing around with RockBand.

No problem, we'll just auto-tune the bejesus out of you - it works for damned near everybody these days.

Car died on way to my folks house today. I'll know on Monday sometime if I will soon be posting in the new(er) car thread. Crappity.

Isgrimnur wrote:Thanks for breaking the driver on my optical driver, MIcrosoft. I had to go all regedit on it to fix your screw up.

What the what?

If the driver was broken, regedit isn't going to save you. Maybe you meant re-registering a DLL?

Rollback wasn't enabled. Disabling the driver from the control panel didn't work. I had to use MS' own support page that required removing registry entries.

Remus West wrote:Car died on way to my folks house today. I'll know on Monday sometime if I will soon be posting in the new(er) car thread. Crappity.

???

Your car isn't that old.

Remus West wrote:Car died on way to my folks house today. I'll know on Monday sometime if I will soon be posting in the new(er) car thread. Crappity.

It just did the trip to Chicago and it seemed to work great.

Wife wanted to go to Wingers tonight for dinner. I haven't been there in years, figured why not'.

My god, that is a awful, awful restaurant.

Among the laundry list of issues they found with my car, the timing chain had skipped was the main one. $1600 estimate later it'll be fine. I won't be doing anything social for a long while but at least the car will be fixed. Now to figure how the hell I'm going to make it to my sister's for Thanksgiving as I promised the nieces and nephew I would. Crap.

I have a buddy at work whose wife likes to bake. Today, he brought in brownies, but they are not ordinary brownies. They are brownies that were baked upon a layer of chocolate chip cookie, and inside the brownie portion are complete Oreos.

0.o I may have to steal that.

Remus West wrote:Among the laundry list of issues they found with my car, the timing chain had skipped was the main one. $1600 estimate later it'll be fine. I won't be doing anything social for a long while but at least the car will be fixed. Now to figure how the hell I'm going to make it to my sister's for Thanksgiving as I promised the nieces and nephew I would. Crap.

Gaming at your place is always free for you. I can even bring cheap pizza if you remember to ask me to pick stuff up.

Fretmute wrote:I have a buddy at work whose wife likes to bake. Today, he brought in brownies, but they are not ordinary brownies. They are brownies that were baked upon a layer of chocolate chip cookie, and inside the brownie portion are complete Oreos.

Want!

LordMortis wrote:

Remus West wrote:Among the laundry list of issues they found with my car, the timing chain had skipped was the main one. $1600 estimate later it'll be fine. I won't be doing anything social for a long while but at least the car will be fixed. Now to figure how the hell I'm going to make it to my sister's for Thanksgiving as I promised the nieces and nephew I would. Crap.

Gaming at your place is always free for you. I can even bring cheap pizza if you remember to ask me to pick stuff up.

Gaming anywhere will be "free"ish. I already budget for gas. It is just the crap outside my budget that annoys me. Plus, I've almost finished my firt X-Com and I'll start another at the next difficulty level right after that which should take a lot of my free time up anyway. Only difference is that I won't be saving the money holing up and playing video games by myself that I thought I would be.

Fretmute wrote:I have a buddy at work whose wife likes to bake. Today, he brought in brownies, but they are not ordinary brownies. They are brownies that were baked upon a layer of chocolate chip cookie, and inside the brownie portion are complete Oreos.

It's the turducken of desserts.

Do. Not. Waken. The Beast.

Freezer-TPF- wrote:

Fretmute wrote:I have a buddy at work whose wife likes to bake. Today, he brought in brownies, but they are not ordinary brownies. They are brownies that were baked upon a layer of chocolate chip cookie, and inside the brownie portion are complete Oreos.

It's the turducken of desserts.

My wife wanted everyone to know that this recipe has been big on Pinterest for a while now.

WPD wrote:

Freezer-TPF- wrote:

Fretmute wrote:I have a buddy at work whose wife likes to bake. Today, he brought in brownies, but they are not ordinary brownies. They are brownies that were baked upon a layer of chocolate chip cookie, and inside the brownie portion are complete Oreos.

It's the turducken of desserts.

My wife wanted everyone to know that this recipe has been big on Pinterest for a while now.

Sounds like a variant on Igor Bars.

Mmmm...Igor Bars...

dbt1949 wrote:Do. Not. Waken. The Beast.

It's too late. I don't know what's going on with me today, but it's eye watering and I'm starting to feel bad for my co-workers. I want to put up a dead canary in a cage but I don't think it would deter them from entering my work space to ask questions.

Paingod wrote:

dbt1949 wrote:Do. Not. Waken. The Beast.

It's too late. I don't know what's going on with me today, but it's eye watering and I'm starting to feel bad for my co-workers. I want to put up a dead canary in a cage but I don't think it would deter them from entering my work space to ask questions.

That is... disturbing.

WPD wrote:

Freezer-TPF- wrote:

Fretmute wrote:I have a buddy at work whose wife likes to bake. Today, he brought in brownies, but they are not ordinary brownies. They are brownies that were baked upon a layer of chocolate chip cookie, and inside the brownie portion are complete Oreos.

It's the turducken of desserts.

My wife wanted everyone to know that this recipe has been big on Pinterest for a while now.

It was unimpressed, to be honest. The brownie is the pinnacle of baking as it stands. There was no need to sully one with the other stuff.

Also, since I've mostly curtailed the eating of sugary things, the first bite was . . . powerful.

Believe what you've heard -- PTOs are dens of pure evil. In the span of 6 days I've gone from, "Sure I'd love to help with your special project -- tell me how" to "Yeah, F-this I'm outta here". I seriously cannot remember the last time I've actually wanted to full-on choke the life out of an adult, but it's dangerously close to happening. I know I'm older and smarter though because I never sent the email I wrote and re-wrote ten times today. Mostly because I know it would probably have negative impacts for my daughter. Also: evidence.

You can't stop there - what was the project and how were they going to destroy your will to live?

Smoove_B wrote:Believe what you've heard -- PTOs are dens of pure evil. In the span of 6 days I've gone from, "Sure I'd love to help with your special project -- tell me how" to "Yeah, F-this I'm outta here". I seriously cannot remember the last time I've actually wanted to full-on choke the life out of an adult, but it's dangerously close to happening. I know I'm older and smarter though because I never sent the email I wrote and re-wrote ten times today. Mostly because I know it would probably have negative impacts for my daughter. Also: evidence.

Never put anything in an email that you wouldn't want to be read, out loud, to a jury.

Fretmute wrote:The brownie is the pinnacle of baking as it stands. There was no need to sully one with the other stuff.

That was my first thought too. Some things are just classic. The brownie. Vanilla ice cream. A good T-bone. They don't need to be messed with.

My opinion differs. I see brownies as individual culinary works of art. You can't even make a brownie suck by putting walnuts or pecans in it or under cooking it or making it too thick or gobbing a bunch of frosting on it. It's actually difficult to make a bad brownie and that usually involves burning all of the brownieness out of a brownie and making it into a piece of char. As extension of there being so many acceptable ways to make a brownie, I seek the opportunity to try brownie variety.

As much as pizza is the diet for this particular species of five toed North American couch sloth, I am fond of saying "I've never met a brownie I didn't love"... I just don't say it around little girls.

I will say thin chewy cookie brownies are simply empirically better than thick frosted cake brownies and those thin brownies are still empirically better yet if they are from the side of the pan and are the best when they are from the corner. They share this trait with pizza. All pizza is good. Square deep dish is best and the best piece of square deep dish pizza is the corner. It's one those strange facts in life. Eventually it will be detailed in a Snapple cap.

Freezer-TPF- wrote:Never put anything in an email that you wouldn't want to be read, out loud, to a jury.

Yes, that was what eventually came to mind when the glorious haze of rage subsided.

With the age of the internet being what it is, I'm afraid to give specifics. Suffice to say I was asked by a ranking member to join a project based on my particular set of skills -- skills I have acquired over a very long career. Apparently I have completely misunderstood my role in project development (as was initially pitched to me) as I see now it is being directed entirely by a motivated hausfrau (as she was happy to let me know in her passive-aggressive emails). I now suspect I was a sacrificial pawn in the PTO Game of Thrones, and I'm going to slip away into the night before the claws come out and I end up caught in the middle.

MHS wrote:

Fretmute wrote:The brownie is the pinnacle of baking as it stands. There was no need to sully one with the other stuff.

That was my first thought too. Some things are just classic. The brownie. Vanilla ice cream. A good T-bone. They don't need to be messed with.

That, and Oreos have to be some of the vilest types of cookie there are. If you're after a chocolate cookie, the McVities Chocolate Hob Nob is superior in every way:



Nom!

I'm tired.

Tired of being admired?

Smoove_B wrote:

Freezer-TPF- wrote:Never put anything in an email that you wouldn't want to be read, out loud, to a jury.

Yes, that was what eventually came to mind when the glorious haze of rage subsided.

With the age of the internet being what it is, I'm afraid to give specifics. Suffice to say I was asked by a ranking member to join a project based on my particular set of skills -- skills I have acquired over a very long career. Apparently I have completely misunderstood my role in project development (as was initially pitched to me) as I see now it is being directed entirely by a motivated hausfrau (as she was happy to let me know in her passive-aggressive emails). I now suspect I was a sacrificial pawn in the PTO Game of Thrones, and I'm going to slip away into the night before the claws come out and I end up caught in the middle.

Nice to meet you, imp.

Buddy yesterday coming back from lunch said:

Buddy: I've got chills.
GG: Better hope they're not multiplyin'

Buddy: Quizical look
GG: Straight man expression

Buddy: ....
GG: Do you feel like you're losing control?

Buddy: wtf?
GG: lmgtfy

Buddy: Asshole.
GG: You're the one that I want. Oo-oo-oo.

I went to the USA vs Guatemala World Cup Qualifier in Kansas City yesterday. Not only was Livestrong Sporting Park the best soccer stadium I've ever been in (and one of the nicest stadiums, period), the atmosphere was electric, and the US won, 3-1, to advance to the next round.

Amazing experience.

GreenGoo wrote:Buddy yesterday coming back from lunch said:

Buddy: I've got chills.
GG: Better hope they're not multiplyin'

Buddy: Quizical look
GG: Straight man expression

Buddy: ....
GG: Do you feel like you're losing control?

Buddy: wtf?
GG: lmgtfy

Buddy: Asshole.
GG: You're the one that I want. Oo-oo-oo.

Genius.

GreenGoo wrote:Buddy yesterday coming back from lunch said:

Buddy: I've got chills.
GG: Better hope they're not multiplyin'

Buddy: Quizical look
GG: Straight man expression

Buddy: ....
GG: Do you feel like you're losing control?

Buddy: wtf?
GG: lmgtfy

Buddy: Asshole.
GG: You're the one that I want. Oo-oo-oo.

Even I recognize that reference, and I don't like musicals. Has your buddy been living under a rock (or under the age of 22)?

The ads the Facebook do at the right pane crack me. I get that FB watches where I go on the Internet and then advertises stuff that matches my browsing habits much in the way that Amazon sends me deals based on where I visit on the Internet (none of which I'm thrilled about but whatever). However, I am forced to wonder what heuristics it runs to learn about me to present some of its ads. Lately, it's trying to get me to check on my criminal record and it's using pictures of different hot chicks all mussed up to try and sell me on it.

FB doesn't entirely control that. You are assigned to interest groups based on your profile, posts that you've made, Likes that you've liked, friends that you've Friended, links that you've shared, games that you've played -- every keystroke you give FB sorts you into demographics. (They don't use your browsing history outside of FB afaik; they don't need it.) They then sell ad space for those segments to the highest bidder.

My stepson just came over (9PM) to let us know he and his girlfriend were going out to get something to eat. Woke up his mother. Now she keeps wanting me to do things for her.
His death will be long and painful.

MindToyGames wrote:

GreenGoo wrote:Buddy yesterday coming back from lunch said:

Buddy: I've got chills.
GG: Better hope they're not multiplyin'

Buddy: Quizical look
GG: Straight man expression

Buddy: ....
GG: Do you feel like you're losing control?

Buddy: wtf?
GG: lmgtfy

Buddy: Asshole.
GG: You're the one that I want. Oo-oo-oo.

Even I recognize that reference, and I don't like musicals. Has your buddy been living under a rock (or under the age of 22)?

Well, in his defense, he was either living on the street or had his own government provided/paid for appartment (I did not know we did this. Crazy socialism) at the time.

Still, I agree with the sentiment.

Whoever made remote control power buttons red never had children. All my daughter wants to do is push the pretty red buttons.

Pandora decided to play Boston this morning.

In a fit of boredom I looked at their wiki page and saw this gem about their tryout before their first album

The showcase was a success and the band agreed to put out 10 albums over the next six years

Poor, stupid record company.