Daniel E. Renfer’s Blog

given enough time, I’m sure New Speak would develop it’s own “ebonics”

I blame the Pauli Exclusion Principle

I don’t understand it. I write good clean code. I take the time to make sure all my tags match. Why am I still getting stuck on the fact that Microsoft was too lazy to do the same?

It must be rather difficult to take an otherwise rather attractive actress and make her ugly for the before makeover scenes

How many books are there out there that proclaim some important public figure at the time to be the Anti-Christ, only to have him go on, and not do much of anything else?

Have you ever tried to trouble-shoot some guy’s internet connection, but he doesn’t speak english, so he’ll just say “yes” to every question you ask?

Me: Are you connected to the router still?

Him: Yes

Me: So you never disconnected the router?

Him: Yes.

Me: So, it is connected directly to the computer?

Him: Yes.

Me: Can I have you remove the router?

Him: Yes.

<Time Passes>

Me: So, have you disconnected the router?

Him: Yes.

Me: So, do you still have the router connected?

Him: Yes.

about this point I start considering the main character from PI’s method of headache removal.

Added the ability to sort the master list by type, as well as including aditional information dependant on type. I’ve also begun to convert all the link information to link-by-id only

Added complete name information to every single Person object. (dc:dates will not be updated)

(taken from )

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I half expected to be woken up rather early on Friday morning. I figured that either Amanda would wake me up when she got home from work, or Christin would be over to wake me up and bring me back to Garden City. In retrospect, I am quite glad that I wasn’t woken up. I was hanging out at 7-11 for a few hours the night before, and when I finally got home, I wasn’t tired in the slightest. I didn’t get to bed till at least 5:30 a.m.

I woke up around 12:30. If I had to work, I would have been late. Thank god I didn’t work. Amanda was asleep next to me. Looks like she didn’t bother to wake me up. I got up, and begun work on a Live Journal post. At one time, I used to write like this every day. As time went on, I got out of the habit. It took me several hours to get that first post written.

Some time later, Amanda woke up, and took a bath. We talked for a little bit, and then she went back down for a nap again. Neither of us was feeling all too hot. We talked about going down to downtown Ann Arbor, but seeing as we were both broke, in a bad mood, and just didn’t feel like getting up and doing anything, so it quickly became apparent that that wasn’t going to be happening.

So, I didn’t really do all that much on Friday. I sat around, and watched TV. We watched Phone Booth again. I wrote two incredibly long LJ posts. I had some soup. Amanda got sick, and was throwing up. She later ended up calling in.

I did some work on my website. I still can’t find a good way to store Xml in an MSSQL server, and index, query against, and be able to retrieve information without having to manually convert all of the &lt; and &gt; symbols into < and > respectively. (trust me, it gets really annoying)

The other thing I did was, I looked through some of my old files, and decided to give playing The Sims a try again. I loaded the Hot Date expansion, which I had never tried before. I still need to install more of the upgrades, but I have to download them again.

All and all, Amanda and I didn’t get all that much time to really spend together. We work different shifts now, so we have different times that we need to sleep. She pretty much slept until I needed to go to bed, then she was up for the rest of the night. I really need to transfer to midnights. I’ve done the whole working a different shift as your girlfriend thing before, and it does not work. Things haven’t gotten bad yet, but I know it will always be hard to plan things around our schedules.

I couldn’t really go out and do anything. I wanted to be home in case Amanda woke up. I was thinking of maybe going out and doing something after she went to work, but she called off, so that didn’t happen.

So, I had a boring day, which is cool, I guess. Gives me a chance to sit down and relax.

So, what effect does having Rupert (or Sedna as they’re calling it) in Gemini have on my life?

(link from )

March 14 is National Steak and a Blow Job Day!

Save your strength, though. Monday is Bob Seger Day!

(thanks to and respectively)

Note: I already have steak.

How many forum members does it take to change a light bulb?

• 1 to change the light bulb and to post that the light bulb has been changed
• 14 to share similar experiences of changing light bulbs and how the light bulb could have been changed differently
• 7 to caution about the dangers of changing light bulbs
• 27 to point out spelling/grammar errors in posts about changing light bulbs
• 53 to flame the spell checkers
• 41 to correct spelling/grammar flames
• 6 to argue over whether it’s “lightbulb” or “light bulb” …
• another 6 to condemn those 6 as Pedantic
• 2 industry professionals to inform the group that the proper term is “lamp”
• 15 know-it-alls who claim *they* were in the industry, and that “light bulb” is perfectly correct
• 156 to email the participant’s ISPs complaining that they are in violation of their “acceptable use policy”
• 109 to post that this group is not about light bulbs and to please take this discussion to a lightbulb group
• 203 to demand that cross posting to hardware forum, off-topic forum, and lightbulb group about changing light bulbs be stopped
• 111 to defend the posting to this group saying that we all use light bulbs and therefore the posts *are* relevant to this group
• 306 to debate which method of changing light bulbs is superior, where to buy the best light bulbs, what brand of light bulbs work best for this technique and what brands are faulty
• 27 to post URL’s where one can see examples of different light bulbs 14 to post that the URL’s were posted incorrectly and then post the corrected URL’s
• 3 to post about links they found from the URL’s that are relevant to this group which makes light bulbs relevant to this group
• 33 to link all posts to date, quote them in their entirety including all headers and signatures, and add “Me too”
• 12 to post to the group that they will no longer post because they cannot handle the light bulb controversy
• 19 to quote the “Me too’s” to say “Me three”
• 4 to suggest that posters request the light bulb FAQ
• 44 to ask what is a “FAQ”
• 12 to say “didn’t we go through this already a short time ago?”
• 143 to say “do a Google search on light bulbs before posting questions about light bulbs”
• 15 to tell you that Edison invented electity and he was American
• 25 to clame that it was Maxwell actually
• 2 pedantic people to say it was discovered and not invented
• 71 Americans who tell everyone that their faggots for slagging off Edison
• 1 English person that questions the Americans use of the term faggot in that context
• 3 Canadians who make an obscure joke about America that no one else understands

Where do you fit in?……..

Meme Path: <=

Asuming you survived, I’m pretty sure the media would pay pretty highly for any footage shot durring the day of the dead, when the dead return to life to feed on the flesh of the living.

Have you ever just wanted to just beat the shit out of your computer?

no? Then how about a penguin?

(stolen from )

• (_) I never have been drunk
• (_) I never have smoked pot
• (_) I never have kissed a member of the opposite sex
• (_) I never have kissed a member of the same sex
• (X) I never crashed a friend’s car
• (X) I never been to Japan
• (X) I never rode in a taxi
• (_) I never had anal sex (giving… right?)
• (_) I never have been in love
• (_) I never had sex
• (_) I never had sex in public
• (_) I never have been dumped
• (_) I never shoplifted
• (_) I never have been fired
• (_) I never been in a fist fight
• (_) I never had a threesome
• (_) I never snuck out of my parent’s house
• (_) I never been tied up (sexually)
• (_) I never been caught masturbating
• (_) I never pissed on myself (does being 5 count?)
• (/) I never had sex with a member of the same sex
• (_) I never had sex with a member of the opposite sex
• (X) I never have been arrested
• (X) I never made out with a stranger
• (_) I never stole anything from my job
• (X) I never celebrated New Years in Times Square
• (X) I never went on a blind date
• (_) I never lied to a friend
• (X) I never had a crush on a teacher
• (X) I never celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans
• (X) I never been to Europe
• (_) I never skipped school
• (_) I never slept with a co-worker (Does working with your GF count?)
• (_) I never have been fisted or fisted anyone
• (X) I never have thrown up in a bar
• (X) I never paid for sex
• (_) I never danced in front of people in my underwear and suspenders
• (X) I never use all capitals if I can help it.
• (_) I never flashed my tits/bits at a party.
• (_) I never smoked tobacco
• (X) I never gave a guy a blow job in a public place.
• (_) I never orgasmed in a public place.
• (_) I never started crying in the middle of a song
• (_) I never downloaded any warez, hacks, or pr0n
• (_) I never made illegal copies of a material and sold them

Wow, there isn’t much I haven’t done.

(stolen from )

In keeping with my desire to detail describe the events of my day. I now present Thursday.

I had to work Thursday. I woke up a little groggy. It was Amanda and my three month anniversary. Ger and Cindy had spent the night, the night before. They were asleep one on each of the couches. Ger woke up, as well as Amanda, and I talked to them a little bit each before I left. (forgive me if I’m getting details messed up) Ben and I each took separate cars to work. I can’t quite remember why. I think he woke up later than I did, but I may be confusing that with a different day.

I had a meeting with Denson. I was supposed to meet with him on Tuesday, but when he came by my desk, I was on a call. That call turned out to be a rather annoying and long call, (NIC drivers on Windows 98) and he moved on to meet with someone else. So I finally have my CQE meeting with my boss. For some reason, we can never manage to meet, so it had been a really long time since we had a meeting like this.

Basically, what happens is, a random portion of all of my calls are recorded. We had to sit down, listen to a random call out of the recorded set, and he would score me based on this new and “improved” system they had devised. Now here’s the thing. On average, my calls will last somewhere in the range of 11 minutes. They just took away call length as a grading metric because they wanted to stay away from encouraging short calls. So, assuming you have your average run-of-the-mill call, it’s going to take me 11 minutes. Some calls take quite a bit longer, and then there are the calls that are shorter.

That’s all fine, except, my manager only will pick calls that last about 7 minutes or so if he can help it. I have a problem with this. If you want to take an accurate cross section of my level of customer experience, then you need to open it up to include the whole range of my calls. If you are only picking from my shorter calls, then you are only picking from the calls that I didn’t do something. If I asked every question I’m supposed to ask, if I go “above and beyond”, if I do all the things that it takes to make it a perfect quality call, it’s going to take me that extra 3 minutes, insuring that it will never be heard. I may bust my ass 90% of the time, but if you’re only listening to the 10% where I’m feeling just a little bit lazy, it’s going to skew my scores.

Ben and I went home for lunch. Ger had left, and asked Amanda if she would take Cindy home. She said she would, and then later learned that she had to work. She’s just pretty much started there, and her schedule has been somewhat messed up. She didn’t think she would have to work, but then here we are at 5:30, she hasn’t slept, and she has to go to work later that night. Sounds like fun, huh?

Because she had to go to sleep, Amanda didn’t think that she would be able to drive Cindy home. Not to mention that she didn’t have enough gas money. She managed to barrow some money off of Ben, but he would have to go to the bank to get it. (So Amanda would be driving me back to work, since I left my car at work) Cindy called everyone she could think of trying to find a ride, but no one would get her. I told Amanda that if Cindy could not find anyone, then I would take her home when she left for work. Dave had IMed me anyway and wanted me to come out, so I would have an excuse.

The rest of work was relatively un-interesting. I managed to get out of work a little bit before Ben, so I got home first. Emily nearly scared the shit out of me as I came up the stairs. She said something just as I saw her, and I was not expecting her to be there. She had been there for a while, and had been cleaning. It kinda annoys me when I see other people cleaning my house, but it needs to be done, and I haven’t been the best of that, especially with Amanda moving in, and all.
I went into my bedroom, and Amanda and Cindy were both sleeping there in my bed. I had to wake Amanda up shortly, so that we could spend some time together before she had to go to work, but I also knew that she had not had that much sleep at all. So, I played a couple games of Forty Thieves. (I am such an addict)

About a half hour, or so later, I have to wake up Amanda. She was sleeping against the wall, so I had to try to gently wake her up without disturbing Cindy too much, and without seeming too much the pervert. (Although the thought did go through my head.) Slowly she woke up, and I managed to throw all the pillows I was laying, off the bed.

Cindy eventually woke up, and said that she wanted to try to be home by 11:00. This kinda pissed me off. Amanda didn’t have to leave until like 11:30, in order to get her home by 11:00, I would have to leave here by like 10:15. That gives us something like 45 minutes to spend together, and it is our anniversary, and we had hardly seen each other that day. (Although, we tend to over-estimate our time apart,) We kicked Cindy out for a bit, so that we could have some time together. I think we ended up taking an extra half-hour. I drove Cindy up to her work. The roads were a little bit slippery. I nearly got into a few accidents before I even got to the highway. (Those tires suck)

After I dropped Cindy off, I went over to Brian’s house. Dave’s band was supposed to be playing/practicing/jamming and he wanted me to check them out. By the time I got there, nobody was there, and I had trouble opening his screen door. I decided to call Dave, but as I was talking to him, I managed to get the door open, and I was talking on the phone as I came up the stairs.

It’s been a really long time since I’ve hung out over at Brian’s like that. It used to be my regular Monday night tradition. I used to go over there and we would all watch RAW and hang out. That was pretty much what we did, thanks in part to the magical instrument of the VCR. Suddenly, we can experience the television of 9:00 Monday night, at Midnight Friday morning. (Thursday night)

It appears that even though I am only a part-time wrestling watcher, I am hosting Wrestlemania this year. Very well, I’m not sure if I get a discount or not, but I need to go up to my work and try to take the day off. I had to take off before I could watch the whole thing, because I wanted to go home and try to sleep so that I could be up when Amanda got off work. It didn’t quite happen like that.

I stopped up at 7-11. Melissa is working at her old 7-11 again. The same 7-11 that she worked at when we were going out, where she met Dave, where I used to spend night after night with her, after we broke up. I always found that funny. Just before we broke up, I did not have a car. She had a car, which we shared, but she would take it to work, leaving me stranded at home.

After we broke up, I got a new car, and now since I had the means, and was still desperately in love with her, I would come up to visit her at her work. I would stay there, throughout the night, talking with her, helping her, and then afterwards sometimes we would go out to breakfast, and then part ways.

Well now we are 1 ¾ years later, my car was dead, she has a different car, and I have her car. (which has been our car all along) It has been good to be able to talk to her again lately. We kinda go in waves of how much time we can get away with spending with each other, and for a while there we weren’t talking all that much. Amanda and Melissa get along. You have no idea how happy that makes me. I don’t have to worry about the two of them hating each other, or not being able to get along.

Melissa and Dave have been having some problems lately. This always puts my in an awkward position when things like this happen. (Which is rather often, they’re horrible for each other) Early on, after we broke up, I decided that, if she wanted a relationship with him, then I would do my best not to interfere. There have been plenty of times where I could have said something to her about him, or criticized him for something, or exerted some form of influence, but I couldn’t.

I had a certain role. I was the jealous ex-boyfriend. Furthermore, I was the jealous ex-boyfriend that wanted her back. I must view any of my opinions as suspect. I made a vow that if they were to ever break up, I must not be a catalyst. This was my mental exercise to hold back my want to say to her “Leave Dave. Come back to me.” I would not do that. But that leaves me with the question, am I allowed to say “Leave Dave. Look at yourself; can you honestly say that you are still happy with him?”

Things are different now. It may have taken a year and a half, but it doesn’t quite hurt like it used to. Firstly, there is Amanda. I love Amanda. Having someone in your life to take a place like that can really go a long way towards helping overcome depression. Add in all of the reading I have been doing lately, and all the things that have happened over the past three months, and the fundamental changes in philosophy that I’ve been going through, and I’m starting to get better. I still love her, and probably always will, but if I can’t have her as a lover like we used to, then I’m glad at least to have her as a friend.

Also, I have no intentions of ever leaving Amanda. Things have been too good with her to ever let go. Christin actually asked me that question the other day while we were driving. She asked me if Kali were single and wanted me back, if I would leave Amanda. I didn’t hesitate a second before saying “No.” Although, I did crack a joke about wouldn’t mind getting a bigger bed.

It is so humorous being up at 7-11 and watching all the drunks. There was this one kid, that I used to know from High School, came in, totally blitzed. He asked for a pack of condoms, and made sure that everyone knew he was getting laid. (He went so far as to show them to the guy behind him.) Then he went off on the fact that they cost $4.00, and how that was too much to spend, and proceed to go into the stereotypical “how much the bitch costs” speech. (First, you gotta take them to dinner, and…)

He said that he didn’t know what type of condoms he wanted, because it had been so long since he had used them. He said, “I don’t know, give me whatever you two use.” Thus, confirming my suspicion that he recognized me. I didn’t bother to correct him. I looked, but they didn’t carry the brands that I prefer. She gave him the spermicidal kind. It wasn’t until another man, nervous to be asking for condoms from a woman, came in not knowing what type he wanted, and she gave him the same type, did I berate her on her choice of brand. First off, I had just read an article about how Nonoxol-9 causes skin irritations. And second, it tastes horrible. Pretty much excludes all post-coital oral. She had one counter opinion. “I don’t want a lot of these people breeding”

I eventually had to leave. I stopped in for a pop, and stayed for two hours. I drove home, and tried to get to sleep. Pretty much tried and failed. It wasn’t until almost 6 before I fell asleep. I was just wondering if I should just stay up until Amanda got home. But that didn’t happen.