Hey, Baby, What Are You Wearing
TC has to make a phone call today. It seems that a gal we hired as an operator at one of the plants, but has since left to have a job at a water treatment plant for Huntsville Utilities, two weeks after she quit working here went to the uniform store and picked up the stuff that she ordered when she first got the job. Over $200 worth. TC was chosen since he has no one else to fob it off on.

A Great Class Ends With Tragedy
Our baby parenting class ended with a tragedy of sorts. The tragedy was that the normal teacher wasn't there and the morbidly obese, condescending, new age infant massage teacher was there. Alison and I pulled a "I'm sorry, but we're going to have to leave" when the time for the end of class came around. The lady was only three pages into her 12 page handout. The number of wrong things she said was enough that Alison and I debriefed ourselves for an hour afterward. Most notable was her idea that infants are stupid. She didn't say this, but said that when you talk to your baby, you can talk about anything, "that old woman in the tank on the parkway that almost ran you over, or how you want to kill your boss." Actually, kids will pick up on tone very easily and it's impossible to say something negative you believe and sound happy about it. Like all new age people I've met, she was in poor health and generally had contempt for her fellow man.

Video Games and Movies
I'm playing Vice City again. The only problem is that I totally rock at it. You could give me a totally unarmed man and tell me to kill 100 cops in 5 minutes and I could to it. The only mission I've failed was the Copland mission, because I blocked a garage with my helicopter that me and Tubbs flew in with. Even blowing up the helicopter didn't help, but really, with hindsight, I could have always flown it a little. But, not really, as it takes a while for the rotors to get up to speed and the cops had, I think, three stars on me, because of my judicious use of grenades on their coworkers. Oops. (covers mouth and makes bambi eyes)

And Leeann has bought a limited edition PS2 for her son Damian. Damian is almost 4. Leeann got him a dance pad game and dance pad. The game is some Jungle Book thing. Also Top Gear Dare Devil, one of the most kid friendly driving games there is. And I talked her into getting Spyro yesterday. Well, actually I sent the Amazon.co.uk page of it, and the unanimous 5 star reviews spoke for themselves.

As for movies, I bought three used DVDs last week and I'm waiting for them to come in. I didn't plan to buy them, but they were so cheap. When I checked my Amazon wish list, and saw that some of my favorite movies of the early 00's were three dollars a DVD, I had to get them. I got AI and Minority Report for under $4 and My Neighbor Totoro for a little under $5. With shipping it was $21.

Oh, And How I Stopped The Beep On Monday
Upon closer examination of the security system for the bomb disposal unit, the thing was squawking because it wasn't armed anymore. When the power went out it went offline and wasn't happy about it. The police Sgt in charge was in California all week and the bomb squad was in Birmingham for some dog and pony show. I called the company that installed it and while on the phone with them, I unplugged the battery backup (which, if you think about it, might not be hooked up correctly) and unplugged the unit from the wall. Ta-da. No more beepies.

I had already mutated so I couldn't hear it anymore. But Susan had a migraine and had threatened to start ripping wires out of it at random.

Later, a SWAT guy came down and tried to set it back up. He came back inside before he left and said that he just unplugged it again. So, hey, if you want to break into a empty box on a hill by itself, here's your big chance.
- posted by Nick Postagulous @ 8:25 AM