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Don't ask copilot ai to identify anyone. She said this guy looks like Ryan Seacrest but is not him. I can't convince copilot ai that it is actually Ryan Seacrest.
I had that a few years back, Amazon delvered my package to "reception" - which turned out to be a house on the other road which does happen to share a boundary with us, but a completely different post code. But satnav isn't always helpful - we had soemone turn up wantng to make a delivery to a place some miles away, the satnav had apparently taken Y and F as the same letter at the end of the post code.
Why did being 40's sound so old when I was a kid? But today it feels like Friday.
This screen capture is from software I use called ACDSee. In this picture, the person on the right is Spike Lee. The person on the left is his son, Jackson Lee. The AI has identified the person on the left as Spike Lee, and was unable to identify the person on the right.
My biggest problem, generally, is the fact that my street is a horseshoe, but half is [number] Ave, and the other is the same #, but street. The cutoff isn't obvious. And at least some of the house numbers are the same, including mine. Which is colossally stupid, but TBH as much as people joke that St. Paul was designed by drunken Irishmen, my city is so, so much worse. So people just going off an address often miss the nuance and go to the wrong place... even though the little location pin on the order screen always has the right house tagged.
That's when the package is going through UPS or FedEx, anyway. The postal carrier seems to just not care and delivers things wherever he feels like, regardless of whether the numbers are even remotely close. Including sensitive documents, and one package I got at one point that rattled like there was medication in it. (I hunted down the correct house and dropped that one off myself; nobody's health should be at the mercy of a lazy idiot.)
Spring is trying: Temps in the 40s & 50s for days. Snow rapidly vacating. Grass showing through in spots on the lawns. However, snow is trying for a comeback during the next few days, but should be shoo'd out again late next week. I've had enough winter.
Complaint: Laundry may have to wait another week. My calendar just reminded me that I have a doctor appointment this coming Thursday. Trips into the city always involve the ($2) Ancient Person's Bus to get there and an Uber($) to get back. Doctor appointments are either in the city center or on the far side of the city and always involve a breakfast or lunch and/or grocery shopping and at least two long Uber rides ($$). Trying to include laundry into that mini-adventure at the same time, isn't logistically practical. So, I'm either going to have to have two mini-adventures in the same week or spread out my fun/expense over two weeks and hope the budget lasts till next payday.
Non-complaint: I had a visitor at my door!
Nobody visits me anymore, so to hear a loud persistent knock on my door piqued my curiosity. 'Twas only the electric company man coming to let me know he was going to be changing the electric meter on the side of the house, and that the power would be off for a moment. I couldn't even get him to accept a cookie or cup of tea. Bing, bang, boom, done in 5 minutes and he was onto the next house. Visit over. Apparently they're switching to "smart" meters. When did we have to start putting irony quotes around the word "smart"?
Complaint: While idly scanning my room from my recliner chair I spied with my little eye, one of my ancient WinXP computers sitting there covered in dust, and having not been turned on in a couple of years. So, says I: "Let's just see if you're still alive." To that end I pushed all the right buttons on my KVM switch to give it access to my keyboard, mouse & display, pressed the power switch and I get a BIOS warning that it can't see a keyboard. (*Sigh*) A few more tries and yep, tain't working.
Then I realized that it might work with a PS2 connector keyboard instead of a USB keyboard. I disassembled my pile of boxes in the kitchen to get down to the big box with all my old keyboards and found a PS2 keyboard. Yay! Plugged it into the computer, pressed the power switch, and it found the keyboard but didn't find either hard drive in the unit. (*Sigh*).
Well, I have time on my hands, why not see if I can wake this guy up. I disconnected all the cables, moved the heavy metal Dell "Dimension 3000" tower to my lab workbench, found my mouse, LAN & display workbench cables, pressed the correct KVM switch button, plugged in the PS2 keyboard, opened the case, laid the tower on its side, removed the side cover, peered inside, pressed the power button, and BINGO it all worked, came up into WinXP and wanted me to log in.
But I'd forgotten my password for that machine.
Luckily I had hidden the Admin password on the back of the machine, so I was able to get in, and check things out. Works OK, except that it's still running InternetExplorer8, or 9 and despite reaching the Web, can't view much of it.
I think the problem with the hard drives is that they had sat for so long, that they got stuck and needed to be jostled (as when I moved it to my lab bench) to free them up.
Non-complaint: I think instead of finding a web browser for it, I'll just try to configure a local LAN connection to one of my other computers, and get any new things (i.e. old games) into it that way. Wheee... playtime.
I've moved the XP machine back to it's place at the back of my lab bench, hooked up all the proper cables, and gave it a small PS2 keyboard to get it past BIOS checks, just like it used to have before I cleaned up and packed that PS2 keyboard into my box-o-keyboards. Yeah, it works with a USB keyboard but needs a PS2 keyboard to get past BIOS checks.
Grrr..., ancient technology, y'gotta love it.
A FEW MOMENTS LATER:
Complaint: Nope, no cigar!
File sharing within Windows was always messy, and I haven't got the patience to delve into the details to make that work between WinXP and Win11. Any file transfer will have to be via USB or CD. Just like in the old, old days, physical media.
At least it's not punch cards or paper tape. But, ah, those were the days.
I remember the time (late '60s, early '70s) that my college got a new computer and had to transfer student files from an IBM-1130 to a Xerox Sigma-5. No network, no mag tape on the IBM, no removable disk drives on the Xerox, different buildings on opposite ends of the campus. Punched cards was the answer. So much data that it had to be compressed from IBM's character format (EBCDIC) into binary to even make the process feasable. So many boxes of binary punched cards as fragile as lace, and heaven help you if the punch machine or the card reader ate a card!
Thereby lies a tale.
Glad it came up.
If you encounter this situation, you can use the command prompt in safe mode to change the password.
Command Prompt: If you are logged in as another user, you can reset the password by typing net user YOURUSERNAME NEWPASSWORD in the Command Prompt. If the username is unknown, you can list all user accounts by typing net user.
*files away for future use*
...sounds like that bit of jostling "unparked" the heads.
I found a software I want to try out. It is called Daz. I keep seeing ads for it on my iPad. Nah think I will stick with Daz Studio.
Non-complaint: Duke beat number 1 Michigan.
...a bit over a month ago, then unranked Wisconsin beat Michigan in Ann Arbor when the Wolverines were #2 snapping their undefeated streak.
Complaint: Had to take Big Boy to the vet. I hate doing this to him. I closed all the doors hours before so I could get him and put him in the carrier. Wife gets up and opens the doors. Now I had to chase him to catch him. So I finally catch him. By now, he is completely going crazy, gets loose twice more, and I had to chase him. Finally, scruff him. I hate doing that. It was the only way get him. So he pees himself all over me and the floor and makes number 2 while stuffing in the carrier (fresh Sample for the vet). He was not a happy camper.
Non Complaint: He came to me the day after, wanting me to pet him. All forgive till next time.
Oh I'm sorry. Been there. My ex- did that to me once, and one of the two cats immediately bolted behind a large, immovable piece of furniture. I looked the ex- dead in the eyes, told him that one was his problem now, and took the other cat in. The vet was very sympathetic. The ex- had to schedule a new appointment and take that cat in himself. He left the doors shut after that.
The neighbor kids are outside playing soccer. I don't think they're ready for the World Cup. Perhaps they're ready for one of those Lipton Cup-a-Soups.
Complaint: I thought I'd finally gone without a nose bleed long enough that the ulcer had healed. Nope, just sitting here reading these forums, it started. Must'a bin somethin' ah red.
Non-complaint: Yay, bills all paid, credit cards finally all paid off again (it's the state I like to keep them in), savings account has been topped off again, and I have enough left to last the three and a half weeks until next payday, if I'm careful. Happy, happy, joy, joy.
Complaint: Still have water problems. Neighbor guy, has been advised of the issue but hasn't shown up with tools yet.
Not serious, but my bathroom sink faucet is clogged with debris and I can't get the spout filter off. It appears to be corroded on. I still have water but I get just a thin stream, which means it takes forever to run enough through the hot water pipe to reach my faucet with hot water.
Somebody has been using my HBO Max account to watch “reality TV” shows. This has led to the app adding one of these shows to my “recommendations”. It has a disturbing thumbnail image that I would rather not see. There appears to be no way to remove it.
It drives me nuts. I have acquired a compulsion to buy laptops on sale. And MicroCenter has a 14inch, Apple MacBook Pro M5, 32GB, 1TB SSD, Space Black for $1979.99. I am torn. Do I need it? No. Do I have a place to put it? NO. Am I tempted? YES! I am addicted to these things. Gods Help Me.
I find that having no clue if that's a good deal or not sincerely helps to curb my enthusiasm LOL. Ignorance may or may not be bliss, but sometimes it apparently is a lack of temptation.
Complaint: We got 29 inches of new snow in yesterday's storm. On top of a foot and a half that was already there. No melting in sight, it's only 27 degrees F right now.
Congratulations!
Complaint: My simple mini-adventure to laundromat today, went awry.
Weather report for this morning was clear all day. The only bus out of town comes around 8:00 AM. I'm usually ready by 7:45, but this morning at 7:40 I got another one of my spontaneous bloody noses. (#$@%$#&#) It takes me at least 15 minutes to stifle one enough to start moving slowly again. My bus is by appointment, and if I miss an appointment without prior notice, they dock me. I'm only allowed two docks before they "put me on a list" of some sort.
Not wanting to get docked, I decided to go ahead with the planned morning trip to Burger King for breakfast, then a one block toddle to the laundromat, then another toddle to the grocery before getting an Uber to go home with my laundry cart, and 2 or 3 bags of groceries. So, to fix my nose I sat quietly in my recliner for 15 minutes pressing a wet cloth hard against my nose, and it's then 5 minutes to 8:00. I carefully finish dressing and get my coat on and wrangle my laundry cart onto the porch then go back inside and stand in the kitchen window watching for the bus. When it came I had to lift and carry the wheeled cart to keep it out of the last night's thick snow covering the driveway. Despite that raising my blood pressure, my nose cooperated, mostly.
Bus came at 8:01 and I make it to Burger King without much trouble on the bus, I had breakfast while needing to dab up diluted pinkish nose juice now and then. After breakfast I sat quite a while in Burger King before tackling the one block toddle dragging the wheeled laundry cart behind me to the laundromat in now near blizzard conditions(remember the weather report?). I made it to the laundromat but sat quietly for 5 minutes dabbing up more pinkish stuff until my blood pressure went back down to "normal". Laundry went OK, except for the occasional dabbing. But when done, I decided against another blizzardy toddle to the grocery, and just called my Uber. I'll have to finish my grocery shopping on Thursday after my doctor appointment.
I'm now at home, laundry partially put away, lunch over, nose still needing dabbing, so I'm sitting quietly, periodically dabbing, and seriously considering another visit to my otolaryngologist (I love that word) to try to get something permanently done to fix my nose issues.
Glad to hear from you and hope you are OK.
Has anybody heard from McGyver? I wonder how he did on Long Island.
Yikes. I'm sorry.
I did some more shoveling. A while ago my nephew called and told me to stop...he'd hired a company to come do my driveway and sidewalk. He said, "Leave it to the young guys!"
So nice to have someone who cares for us that way!
It's always nice after winning the booby prize, to have someone come and take it away. Another contrats!
Yeah, similar thing to YouTube content suggestions. I wish there was a way to let them know that: "NO, I do NOT want to see content from that, or similar sources EVER again! Make it go away!
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non-complaint: The sun through my west-facing windows lingered today, and it actually felt a little warm! It's still below freezing out and in the single digits with the windchill, but at least the sun is trying.
complaint: Little Dude has been restless as heck, which often manifests in relocating me, being dissatisfied with where he just put me, and then moving me somewhere else... constantly... all day. And most of the time it's not at all clear what it is I'm supposed to be doing once I get where I'm put. I don't at all mind when he wants me to keep him company in a spot, but the frequent relocations make it really hard to get chores (or really, anything) done.