People....
I don't know how to fix the 'ctrlpan.dll' thing. I've gotten more searches for that then you'd even believe. I wish I had an answer, but I don't....yet. If I ever do, I'll either post it or send ya's to the guy I think may know how to fix it. Let's just see if we can get it fixed first.
On to other news...I think my entire left arm is gonna fall off. First, I have one of those little bump things that show up periodically and make it painful to move yer wrist from side to side or lift shit. Some kinda cyst, I think. Whatever. I have one now and it's harsh. This damn thing is more sensitive to weight and direction than usual and when I hurt it, I feel it in my bicep, fer fuck sake. And, the outside of my left shoulder feels sorta like there could be a steak knife shoved in it. Other than that....sigh. A philosophical-type question:If a man is walking alone in a forest and he's talking, but a woman is not there to hear him, is he still wrong?
Just wondering.... The idiotic porn thing replaced my favorites again. My Pusser Club is lookin' better ever' minnit. For the first time in what feels like weeks, I've read almost my whole blogroll. I'm pretty much up to "P". I need to do some pruning in there. Got a few, like Mad Mikey's Blog that go to nothing. Refresh all ya want...still nada. I'm not gonna do anything drastic until I'm certain it's not just this stupid computer, though. God knows it could be. And, speaking of "P's"....I'm gonna hafta get Dudley Doo-right of the RCMP to locate Paul, I think. I'd link him, but I've already sent ya to his December 15th post about 42 times so far. Almost as many times as I've seen it myself. I'm not pickin' on him, either...I'm just sayin' is all. His little Yahoo IM smiley has been asleep for days. At what point does it become a coma? I do know CPR...just sayin'! Oh yeah, I almost forgot the last 'news' item...My goofiest cat, Spider, has a new thing he likes to do. I just found this out right before I started this post. He now seems to enjoy sitting on the top of the backrest of this chair and being spun around.
I can absolutely understand this. I used to like to do it, too, in my dispatch chair at one of the PD's I worked at...til the night a cop came in the back way and caught me. I was doin' about 65 mph, too. When I saw him flash by for about the 12th time, I was finally able to stop and he just shook his head and laughed. I did that Fred Flintstone-shrink-to-about-4-inches thing. (And, I wondered why my Sarge called me Sara after the goofy blonde on "Too Close for Comfort".)
(These were the same cops as the 'handcuffs and pepperspray' story as well as the same dorks who tried to get me with that Mike Hunt shit from Porky's. One of 'em did get me with the fire dispatch radio, that turd. I liked him a lot. He died, poor guy. Cancer.) Anyway...more on that later...IF I don't just blow this poor pooter up. Or delete the enire Internet...a distinct possibility if I don't find Paul soon... Gotta go to the store. I'll be around...
Peace.
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I think your are just going to have to enjoy your porn. I got a few more sites if ya get tired of pusser club.
Oh and your question about the forest. Thats the ONLY time us men are right.
Oh and your question about the forest. Thats the ONLY time us men are right.
Posted by: Grey Biker at December 30, 2003 07:54 PM (+OG/s)
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You are sooo cute...yer makin' me laugh out loud...and do posts about Sheriff Pusser and stuff.
Posted by: Stevie at December 30, 2003 11:48 PM (ctfCm)
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