The Visible Woman...March 11, 2003

My first priority today is to wait for the cable man to install Roadrunner Business. I'm ready for him with a separate router that I'm ready to hook to one of my machines with a separate cable, removing it from the hub servicing the current DSL service we still have.

I also try to tidy up my office. Looking at old papers, I learn that the Chinese are starting to drink milk. A lack of dairy has always seemed to me a failing in some cultures' food. It is distractions like this (reading old papers) that make getting things tidy take so long and, in fact, never get fiinished. Just keep moving things around, that's my motto.

I also order a wedding present online (towels) and read stuff online about laptops.

The cable man comes and installs. He checks some levels, splits the cable in my office, installs a box, calls the home office a couple of times. I hook it up to the router ("our settings are compatible with the defaults," he asserts) and hook up a machine to it and boot. Voilà, it does work. Later I will switch the hub down here (which is uplinked to the other office) to this, boot everyone, checking settings, and, after switching outgoing mail servers, make it work. Then will come the gut-wrenching job of changing lbffp.com to the pop servers of the cable connection.

I had a workout. I picked up the pictures printed from my digital pictures. I dropped some of them off at a friend's house and her mother (the only one home) seemed surprised but pleased to see me. (I was all sweaty from my workout. She later was showing the pictures to her daughter and was apparently thrilled with them as many included her during our New York trip.)

I prepared a packing list for my trip to Dallas, I ate chicken livers. Such is the shape of a day. The 'accomplishments' you might call them. Or not.

			getting it done My first priority today is to wait for the cable man to install Roadrunner Business. I'm ready for him with a separate router that I'm ready to hook to one of my machines with a separate cable, removing it from the hub servicing the current DSL service we still have. I also try to tidy up my office. Looking at old papers, I learn that the Chinese are starting to drink milk. A lack of dairy has always seemed to me a failing in some cultures' food. It is distractions like this (reading old papers) that make getting things tidy take so long and, in fact, never get fiinished. Just keep moving things around, that's my motto. I also order a wedding present online (towels) and read stuff online about laptops. The cable man comes and installs. He checks some levels, splits the cable in my office, installs a box, calls the home office a couple of times. I hook it up to the router ("our settings are compatible with the defaults," he asserts) and hook up a machine to it and boot. Voilà, it does work. Later I will switch the hub down here (which is uplinked to the other office) to this, boot everyone, checking settings, and, after switching outgoing mail servers, make it work. Then will come the gut-wrenching job of changing lbffp.com to the pop servers of the cable connection. I had a workout. I picked up the pictures printed from my digital pictures. I dropped some of them off at a friend's house and her mother (the only one home) seemed surprised but pleased to see me. (I was all sweaty from my workout. She later was showing the pictures to her daughter and was apparently thrilled with them as many included her during our New York trip.) I prepared a packing list for my trip to Dallas, I ate chicken livers. Such is the shape of a day. The 'accomplishments' you might call them. Or not.

	hands make photo "On several occasions I have actually read parts of my diary aloud to someone. But too much 'publicity' is destructive to a diary, because the diarist begins, unconsciously perhaps, to leave out, to tone down, to pep up, to falsify experience, and the reason for the undertaking becomes buried beneath posings." Gail Godwin, A Diarist on Diarists
	JUST TYPING It feels like success. Except when it doesn't work. And seconds after you've Made the connection And Taken it for granted.

Tuesday, March 11, 2003