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sunday it was 76 degrees and sunny.
today we have close to five inches of snow on the ground, about a half-inch of ice, and it's still coming down. people have been stuck on a major highway since eleven o'clock this morning. at times, you couldn't even SEE the highway from here, and there are very few people on it.
heh. i get a car and the very next day there's a snowstorm. does anyone else see the irony here?
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the storm has thrown Gem's timeline off as well, so we're still waiting. it's easier to wait with a getaway car at the ready, storm or no storm.
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g33k3tt3 sp33k:
our portal page to internet access is being revamped to meet brand standards. however, we've run into a problem.
if you use IE to access, an "Action Canceled" error comes up. refresh, and it will say, "Cannot Display Page."
if you use Firefox, all that comes up is a page in HTML code.
i figured out if you open in IE, go through the two error pages, then hit "Home", the portal page will display for you to accept the TOS and on your way you go. you can then close IE and open Firefox and voila...there you are.
but hellfire! it ain't right, and try explaining that procedure to someone (did you get it? i didn't think so. sometimes i'm not so good at explaining.) so, i called the ISP and explained the situation (and did better this time,heh) and they took down the page entirely until the code could be corrected. a couple of days.
it's been a week.
so today i called them back. we've received four warning emails that we are not in compliance with brand standards and could be fined. this pisses me off.
i actually talked to someone on the phone who did not sound like English was his fourth language. (no offense, you know it's true.) i'm not bitchy, but i'm not gentle with him either. that got me nowhere the last time, and now we're looking at censure by the Mother Ship. nuh-uh. not having it.
the owner of the ISP called back in 30 minutes. the page is going to the web developers and will be up and running tomorrow morning.
the problem was, the owner tweaked the page because the code sent to him by Corporate contained the utilization of pop-ups, and the owner of the ISP didn't like the idea (or the headaches) of allowing pop-ups. but his code isn't working, and brand standards have to be followed. Corporate's watching.
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sometimes i feel like there's eyeballs everywhere, online and off. it's not a real comfortable feeling. they're slimey and wet, and roll all over, leaving cold trails. through pop-up ads, purchases, applications for jobs or credit, medical procedures and screenings, the testing of HAIR, for the love of all that's good and holy, it seems that strangers know more about you than your own birth mother. (you know your mother doesn't know about that kinky device that came in the plain brown wrapper, but the site you bought it from, the advertisers, the post office, the credit card people -- yeah, they know.)
it's damned scary.
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i talked with the GC tonight, and she showed me this. i am so getting me a Bitch Bell. oh wait! this IS my Bitch Bell!
RINGALANGALING!
heh.
Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on.
today we have close to five inches of snow on the ground, about a half-inch of ice, and it's still coming down. people have been stuck on a major highway since eleven o'clock this morning. at times, you couldn't even SEE the highway from here, and there are very few people on it.
heh. i get a car and the very next day there's a snowstorm. does anyone else see the irony here?
****
the storm has thrown Gem's timeline off as well, so we're still waiting. it's easier to wait with a getaway car at the ready, storm or no storm.
****
g33k3tt3 sp33k:
our portal page to internet access is being revamped to meet brand standards. however, we've run into a problem.
if you use IE to access, an "Action Canceled" error comes up. refresh, and it will say, "Cannot Display Page."
if you use Firefox, all that comes up is a page in HTML code.
i figured out if you open in IE, go through the two error pages, then hit "Home", the portal page will display for you to accept the TOS and on your way you go. you can then close IE and open Firefox and voila...there you are.
but hellfire! it ain't right, and try explaining that procedure to someone (did you get it? i didn't think so. sometimes i'm not so good at explaining.) so, i called the ISP and explained the situation (and did better this time,heh) and they took down the page entirely until the code could be corrected. a couple of days.
it's been a week.
so today i called them back. we've received four warning emails that we are not in compliance with brand standards and could be fined. this pisses me off.
i actually talked to someone on the phone who did not sound like English was his fourth language. (no offense, you know it's true.) i'm not bitchy, but i'm not gentle with him either. that got me nowhere the last time, and now we're looking at censure by the Mother Ship. nuh-uh. not having it.
the owner of the ISP called back in 30 minutes. the page is going to the web developers and will be up and running tomorrow morning.
the problem was, the owner tweaked the page because the code sent to him by Corporate contained the utilization of pop-ups, and the owner of the ISP didn't like the idea (or the headaches) of allowing pop-ups. but his code isn't working, and brand standards have to be followed. Corporate's watching.
****
sometimes i feel like there's eyeballs everywhere, online and off. it's not a real comfortable feeling. they're slimey and wet, and roll all over, leaving cold trails. through pop-up ads, purchases, applications for jobs or credit, medical procedures and screenings, the testing of HAIR, for the love of all that's good and holy, it seems that strangers know more about you than your own birth mother. (you know your mother doesn't know about that kinky device that came in the plain brown wrapper, but the site you bought it from, the advertisers, the post office, the credit card people -- yeah, they know.)
it's damned scary.
****
i talked with the GC tonight, and she showed me this. i am so getting me a Bitch Bell. oh wait! this IS my Bitch Bell!
RINGALANGALING!
heh.
Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on.
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