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Yesterday was even more tiring than those preceding it. In part that was my own fault. I hadn't gotten to the gym on Thursday, so on Friday I thought I'd bike to a distant cafe and do some work there, with the bike ride serving as exercise. I rode to my destination, and was typing merrily away on my laptop when my phone rang and my wife informed me I had forgotten something. I forgot I had promised to help my mother pull up the carpeting in her bedroom. Whee. Since I had biked about 1/3rd of the way to her house, I called her and had her just pick me up at the cafe, and left my bike locked to a pole. I moved furniture, took apart her headboard, tore up carpeting and padding, and levered up all the stupid carpet-strips around the border of the room. While I was doing that, I also booted her computer and applied all the patches and updates it was clamoring for, then ran a virus scan. Hours later she dropped me off, and I still had to complete my bike ride home. So I got in my exercise yesterday. Today I went over Bob and Debbie's and set up their computers, wiring up their network and wireless hubs and configuring her SSID to be unannounced and connecting her laptop with WPA2 and TKIP. I also updated his virus scanner and applied patches, etc and got his e-mail working. I got home pretty tired (especially having been kept up til 4:00 am with insomnia over joblessness), but I received a very nice treat when I read my e-mail.... Hello, It was nice to see this in your post. It is from my mother's grave. My sister found it on Google and sent me the link. I had no idea what these comments posted to my blog meant, but they were in reference to entry #34, and this my dear friends is entry #654. Whose grave? What was being commented? Only a blog entry from the year 2000... Go read the post and the comments... What a blast from the past, eh? I thought their comments were very kind and much more thoughtful than I deserve. I of course remember NOTHING described in the blog entry. I have a terrible memory. But it was wild to read about those ancient days of wandering around a cemetary with the kids. And it was also amazing to me, as I dug around the archives, to realize that in a few short months this blog will celebrate its tenth anniversary. Wow... Tonight we went to Movie Night, which featured a documentary by a fellow named Barry Kimm (who was in attendance) describing how his three siblings tried to salvage belongings and memories from the abandoned Iowa farmhouse where they had been raised. It was quite moving and very well done. Hopefully he'll put it on the Internet sometime.
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