You know, you can say what you like about huge, megacorporations, but Google is pretty cool. At least you know they like to have fun.

I'm particularly fond of what they like to call, "Easter Eggs." They call them this presumably because when you find them they give you a little gift.

It's not a Reese's Peanut Butter Egg, Google. Just so you know. But it is cool.

And... P.S. The day that Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs start falling out of my laptop screen, I quit. Because I'll be too busy eating the peanut butter eggs. OBVIOUSLY.

Anyway, in the interest of being fun and clever, type the following into the Google search engine window. And you have to use Google, not Bing, or Ask, or God forbid, Yahoo. What do you people even have those for? Google is where it's at, obviously.

1. Type "askew." Tilt your head and reacquaint yourself with what it means.

2. Type "Do a barrel roll." Fun.

3. Type "tilt." Okay, yeah, that's just like askew. Whatever. Someone obviously spent some time writing the code, so do it.

4. My faves are the dorky grammar ones, "Recursion" and "Anagram." Google asks you if you meant something else. *dorky gigglesnort*

5. And for the holidays, type (separately) "Hanukkah" and "Let it snow." There are some festive stars of David and it actually snows, fogs up your computer screen, and then lets you have the option of defrosting the screen at once or drawing in the frost with your mouse. How. Adorable.

6. It's not there anymore, but a while back when you typed in "gravity," you'd get this. Good times.
I have a new laptop. He needs a name, like... now. It's like having a baby and not naming it. Suggestions? He's strong and masculine, but put together.

The show I'm in is so solid, and we've got 3 more weeks of rehearsal. I've never worked with a more professional group of people.  Truly a pleasure.  Not a diva in the bunch.  And that's saying something when you're talking about a bunch of actresses.

I'm exhausted, and my fingers are sore from all the pinpricks from sewing umpteen million bags for Nolan's Haiti trip.

I've outlined my [ profile] dgficexchange  story. I feel the freedom to try something a bit different this time around.  I think It will either be loved or completely hated by all.

It's completely amazing how passive aggressive some people are.  I'm telling you:  MIND BLOWING.  And not in a 1970's, laid back, groovy way, either.  >:(
persephone33: (The Winchesters look disgusted)
( Feb. 4th, 2010 03:38 pm)
I killed Aidan. I killed Aidan because I can't turn my head to the right.

Um... Hey, Carrie Leigh, want to explain?

Sure thing, y'all. I'll do my best.

Aidan is my super cute and sexy HP Pavillion laptop, for those of you who were considering calling 911 and reporting a murder.

So the story is that I woke up with a stabbing pain in my neck/back (Again, I say to you twenty somethings, ENJOY your youthful body. About 35 things start breaking). And so I plugged my heating pad into the same extension cord as Aidan and when I went to adjust said pad so that I wasn't in excruciating, stabbing OHMYGOSHTHISSTINKINGHURTS pain, Aidan took a swan dive and landed on the lovely, distressed and very hard hardwood floor of my bedroom.

*tragic wail*

He's with Matt the Computer Guy now, and in good hands. But I'm afraid, my friends, that he isn't going to pull through this one. He didn't look good at all. If a laptop could've been pale, he would have been.

After I took Aidan to the hospital, I went to the chiropractor, and he cracked stuff, I whimpered, stuck these electroshock thingies on me, I whimpered, and then sprayed Biofreeze in the general vicinity of my neck and back, and I howled. It currently feels as if my back is aflame. I want to go throw myself into the nearest snowbank and make it GO AWAY.

Instead I've got some ice and another appointment on Monday. And no laptop. *another tragic wail* So if I'm scarce, that's why.

Now I'm off to teach acting to the children of Amarillo. Have a better day than I have, everyone!
My friend, the man who's always been there for me in my moment of need...

Aiden, the super sexy, sleek HP laptop, is dead. *wails*

A moment of silence for a fallen comrade, please.
persephone33: (Default)
( Jul. 3rd, 2008 08:43 am)
I've been looking online (Louis Icart - then Alberto Vargas) for prints to put in the master bath... and then had an idea to change the layout of my LJ. The other one was narcissistic, anyway. Do you like? Keeping in mind that I did it myself, you know. I'm computer disabled. :D I think I actually like the default icon better than the header pic I chose. Help decide! I dunno )
persephone33: (The Winchesters look disgusted)
( Jun. 30th, 2008 08:57 am)
*plays taps on a kazoo*

My desktop is ded.

Poor thing.  he's only three years old, and yet he's been in the shop more than any car that I've ever had, like EVER. 

It has a blue screen that says:

A problem has been detected...  (No crap.  Really?  A problem?  You're kidding.)

INMOUNTABLE_BOOT_VOLUME  (WTC is that?  It's started fine every other time I've ever tried to use it.)

It then goes on to say in that blithe, charming techn-o speak that I should restart in safe mode, and that I need to check with my hardware or software manufacturers for any updates I might need.  (Yes. I'll get right on that.)

Next paragraph of the blue screen on doom says that I should disable any newly installed hardware.  And that I should disable BIOS memory options such as caching or shadowing. (What the-- Huh?   I never cache.  And I very rarely shadow.)

But the charming thing wont even let me restart in safe mode.  So, the computer guy has been called, and he's going to make a house call.  He said that it SOUNDED like my hard drive has crashed.  (Thank you, Sunshine.)  If indeed the desktop is salvageable, I'm going to have the CD drive replaced as well, since I broke that the first of January.

But what does this mean?  The podcast I've been working on is on that computer, as is every other audio file I've ever recorded.  Bah, humbug.  Everything else in life is just dandy, though  :)  Hope you all have a lovely week.
And the guy totally fixed my problem.  It wasn't even his company's product.And he was patient and kind, and his tone of voice never once sounded like, 'what an idiot,' concerning my questions.  Clearwire has the best customer service.  If you need a new wireless provider, go with them.  Excellent.

So I was reminded of a story last week.  "Persephone staples her hand to an Ottoman." 

Enjoy! )

Cute kid story to come.  And pics.  :)
persephone33: (Chicago - happy)
( Dec. 13th, 2007 11:35 am)
 ....Back among the number of people who can navigate quickly between windows. (And by quickly, I mean 2 seconds instead of 6 minutes!  Really!  [personal profile] seegrim was sweet to brave a LOT of Google Chat to scene with me.  I appreciate it, I do. :)  Anyway, thank GOD.  Seriously.  It's perfect.  Everything is right where it's supposed to be.  Pictures, music, everything.

*relieved sigh*

I'm officially done Christmas shopping.  And if I'm not, it's not getting bought.  (She said, with Christmas cheer oozing from every pore on her body.)

I have a board meeting this afternoon.  Blech.  I'd rather just help the kids, not hear where all the money goes to.  And then my last acting class of the semester!  YAY!  

And I got cards from both [personal profile] mugglechumpand [profile] 60sfreakyesterday!  (Both of you ladies have lovely handwriting, by the way...)
persephone33: (Default)
( Dec. 11th, 2007 09:36 am)
Okay. So yes, I have internet. And no, I'm not having to go sit in the public library, or my husband's office, so I'm grateful. But this circa 1980 POS I dug out of the closet is the crappiest thing EVER, in my opinion.  I may set it on fire when something better comes along, just for the sheer, cathartic emotional value.  It takes a full minute to switch between windows, even after I dumped a bunch of the crap that was on it.  But it runs.  *waves hands feebly*   Yay...

It's this POS, or the old laptop, which doesn't have an 's' on the keyboard. *sigh*

So there's that.

Anyway, I'm not complaining.  I'm very grateful to  [personal profile] seegrim and [personal profile] jandjsalmonfor posting things for me while I was down!  (Even though Deans mad at Pansy for leaving him off the guest list!  Yikes!)

Also, I've received Christmas cards from [personal profile] rainpuddle13, [personal profile] caramelsilver, [profile] lyndsiefenele, and a rockin' CD from [profile] reenie1.

Also, thanks to whomever suggested Game 6 to watch on DVD.  [profile] rayneday[profile] reenie1?  I enjoyed it.  :)

I have the best f-list ever.  Thanks, girls.
persephone33: (Wavy carrie)
( Jul. 31st, 2007 02:28 pm)
Twenty-four hours and $162 later, my computer is back and better than ever. (You didn't even have time to miss me, did you?)  It's so FAST!    My personal settings are gone, like the Gmail notifier and the Google taskbar, but I'll live.  I have a new firewall, and 'Spybot - Search and Destroy', which makes me feel all powerful.  I had several viruses and massive amounts of spyware.  Where does all that crap come from?

I did get called back for last night, but I'm not holding my breath.  Twenty plus additional people were there, and I did NOT sing as well as they did.  But, I'm not a singer.  Never claimed to be... and I'm okay with that.  I did sweep the cold readings, if I do say so myself, but they were looking for solid vocal talent, and that ain't me.  I may costume the show instead and get paid lots, LOTS more.  :)  Thanks for all the good thoughts and support, sweet f-list.  I really do appreciate it!


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