Category Archives: Geekiness

I have my moments of geek.

Busy Bee Me

So, Cyndi’s been a busy lil bee. I haven’t discussed it much here, but a couple years ago my main POD (print on demand-where I house my designs for nice folks to buy them on mugs, shirts, etc) did an about face on their terms of service, leaving many of us with a 70-90% slash to our income. I was pretty depressed. It was like spending a long time in a marriage…all your eggs in one basket thing (I know, my bad) and it hurt. So much time spent…wasted, really…and no recourse but to start over somewhere else, with no guarantee the next POD wouldn’t get too big for their britches and hose me with ice water and steal my cookie jar again.

I recently just…somehow…got over it. Just like a real marriage break up…I woke up one day and…while I’m still PO’d and disappointed and wish it weren’t so…I can move on.

So, I have been busy redoing and adding lots of sites. They are all linked off of my main site CyndiDavis.com and eventually I will have a header with all of the links for folks to follow. Click over there and look on the right sidebar. It’s been really fun, and I am not stopping now. The sites feature my designs from various POD’s as well as those of my friends and other designers I like. As always, if you need a custom design for your group, an event or a special gift, let me know!

He thinks my router's sexy

I have mentioned before, my hubby is a geek.  He’s a network guy…has been for a long time.  He’s the reason I can even write an e-mail, or create a website.  He adores technology.  When he was in law school…and studying for the Bar Exam…I would find him blowing off “studying” by playing on the computer.  When I say “playing”, I don’t mean he was on Facebook, or surfing porn.  Not even playing solitaire.  He would be writing code for a new program…or learning a new formatting language…or researching new technology.  I finally said, “Hey. You will hate being a lawyer.  You love technology.  You should probably stay in this field.”  So far, he has.

Recently I have come to terms with the idea that I am done with nursing. For real.  I had to leave to take care of my MIL, and I guess I didn’t realize how quickly I would become “fusty“.

We’ve been discussing what I should do now.  I still have my online retail stores.  But toying with the idea of furthering my technology training.  I really should never have left my job at EDS. I adored it.  Oh, well.

So.  I am going through some materials on the CCNA [Cisco Certified Network Associate] training.  Watching videos for now.  I have been exposed to this stuff for years [hubby is at the CCIE...E for expert...level] so I know most of the terms, but this lays all of it out in an A to Z, start to finish, definition type of way.  Very nice.  However…

My husband works from home, as do I.  I work in a different room and he comes to visit when he’s on break.  When I have the headset on, absorbing tech-speak, and he comes into the room, I try to wait until I am at a reasonable jumping off point to stop the recording.  While I do that? He sits and stares at me.  More like…gazes at me.  With lust.

Today, I said, “What?”

He said, “What ‘what’?”

“You are staring at me.”

“No. Just…looking.”

“At what?”

“At you. You learning stuff.”

“Me. Learning geek stuff.”

“Yeaaaah.” *very big grin*

“This turns you on, huh?”

“Yeaaaaah. Sexy.”

“Sick.”

“Yeaaaaaah.”

Yeah, so.  Men…geeks in particular…pretty funny.  And easy.  Did I mention that? Heh.

E-mail Forwards

You know…I love my friends…and while some e-mail forwards are entertaining, entirely too many of them are repeats or just meant to gather addresses from unsuspecting newbies to the ‘Net. “PLEASE forward to EVERYONE on your e-mail list!” is usually an absolute sign you shouldn’t. I got one today, though…that actually made me laugh so hard I almost did. It may be old, but it was new to me and I decided to put it here instead.

TICK WARNING!

I hate it when people forward bogus warnings, and I have even done it myself a couple times unintentionally…but this one is real, and it’s important. So please send this warning to everyone on your e-mail list.

If someone comes to your front door saying they are checking for ticks due to the warm weather and asks you to take your clothes off and dance around with your arms up, DO NOT DO IT!! THIS IS A SCAM!!

They only want to see you naked.

I wish I’d gotten this yesterday. I feel so stupid.

So funny. The scam my husband really wants to try is this one:

Free Mammograms

If he does? He is so sleeping on the couch…

Sailing like a Swearer

I was in my office, working on how to supply a bulk order for someone from my store. Happy problem. Still. Absorbed. Suddenly a barrage of swear words erupted from the other room. The room which houses our “computer lab”…and at that moment, my Darling Geek.

I called out, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing!”

“Um, sounded like something…”

“I can’t get this @%#&^%*#@ screw in this @%#&^%*#@ computer!”

Let me say, this is not a swearing man. I am usually the potty mouth in the family. He rarely swears. So, this is an event.

“Ah. Is there some way I can help?”

“No. I can’t fit my own @%#&^%*#@ hands in here, let alone yours too.”

“Well. OK, then.”

I went back to my own issue. Several minutes later…

“@%#&^%*#@! @%#&^%*#@! @%#&^%*#@! Son of a @%#&^%*#@ @%#&^%*#@!”

I decided to ignore that one.

Then…

“@%#&^%*#@! @%#&^%*#@! @%#&^%*#@! Son of a @%#&^%*#@ @%#&^%*#@! You rotten @%#&^%*#@ son of a @%#&^%*#@ @%#&^%*#@!”

I strolled back to check things out. Surely he was being tortured by some horrible silver-fanged terrorist with filthy dental tools. At the door I saw my DG, on all fours on the floor, bent over a fully gutted PC. His hands were deep in it’s cavity and his face was beet red.

“Um, you OK?”

“I. Am. “@%#&^%*#@. Fine.”

“Alrighty. What’s wrong with the patient?”

“I can’t get these @%#&^%*#@ tiny @%#&^%*#@ screws into this improperly threaded piece of @%#&^%*#@! Stupid @%#&^%*#@ people who makes these @%#&^%*#@ boxes should consider that not every @%#&^%*#@ person has hands the size of a @%#&^%*#@ five year old! @%#&^%*#@! And my “@%#&^%*#@ legs are cramping from working on this @%#&^%*#@ floor! @%#&^%*#@!”

“Um, why don’t you take it out to the dining room and put it up on the table to work…so you can stand up?”

*crickets chirping*

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because that would make too @%#&^%*#@ much sense!”

Now, normally I would have laughed right out loud. But, the swearing virus he had contracted might have given him a blue screen of death if I had. So. I stifled the gut-busting laugh that ached to come out and left the room.

There are some days you just have to fold and walk away, cuz winning is just not worth it.

Shut Up & Reboot!

I hate Bill Gates. I hate Steve Jobs. I hate all geek-techie-freakazoid-men who cannot get over themselves and their need to rule the freaking world and just MAKE THEIR TOYS PLAY NICELY TOGETHER!

Honestly. I am so flummoxed right now. A friend has an iPieceofCrap…I have info that I want to put on it for her. Vista won’t make nice with iTunes and…oh, whatever. I hate Vista anyhow. Why on earth these guys think it’s OK to create a new operating system that renders nearly every program you have ever purchased, even if it’s a brand new suite of programs that cost hundreds of dollars, completely unusable…well, it’s beyond me.

Actually, no, it’s not. It’s greed. Give however much to charity as it takes to make you feel better. It’s still raping and pillaging every computer user that’s forced to replace all the programs they use every day.

And I am just not up for all the new right now. I used to be a good little techie girl. I used to get stuff. Now it’s hard for me to even understand how to program the cable remote. Everything has gotten so dang difficult! I can’t decide if I’m getting old…or if they are making it harder.

I would call for tech support, but they would likely just say…

Shut Up & Reboot!

I R Smart…

LOL Well…maybe. I took the Smart or Stoopid test. Which makes me either, I guess, depending on how you did on the test. LOL

So. What’s YOUR score? Here’s mine:


Am I??

Made me laugh when I read the post script:

“**The Smart or Stoopid test is purely meant to be a fun quiz to see how your IQ rates alongside the average, based on the scores of other people who have taken the test. Naturally, only stupid people would take it as a true indicator of intelligence, and only intelligent people would take it as a true indicator of stupidity. Or something like that.”