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RAVINGS OF A SCATTERED BRAIN

9 January 2003

First off--I have a question to ask. Does ANYBODY out there know the answer to this. I am running Windows-ME on a Gateway computer and from time to time, it goes into sleep mode (even though I have sleep mode turned off--I hate it when computers have their own minds about things like this!). Anyway, all I want to know is how do you get it out of sleep mode? I haven't been able to find this anywhere and when I attempted to ask the Gateway technician, I felt like I was either talking with Elisa (remember that computer program?) or going through therapy.

"I hear you say that you're having problems with the sleep mode. Is that correct?"

I have the feeling I was either talking with someone for whom English was not a first language and who was reading canned responses off of a card, or I was talking to a computer that didn't know how to respond to my ravings.

All I want to know is how to get the damn thing out of sleep mode without rebooting. I've tried clicking all sorts of things, even gently tapping the off button (since you have to hold it down for 10 seconds to turn the thing off). But it remains resolutely asleep.

Maybe a nice cup of strong coffee?

Anyway, if ANYBODY knows how to get a computer out of sleep mode, I will love you forever.  I'm sure it's something very simple that I just haven't discovered yet.   (Someone suggested that when I leave, I leave the radio on or something, like you do for the family dog, so it won't realize it's alone.)

It's kind of been a weird sort of a day (with the computer deciding to sleep twice!). At one point I was thinking it was time to go shopping for a lovely straight jacket, or a big, heavy club...but by the end of the day--or at least by the end of the work day, I was feeling much better.

The problem was that my boss had planned to go skiing, and so I'd put off doing a bunch of time-consuming things until I had the office all to myself. Unfortunately, snow conditions being what they were (not his favorite kind), he decided to stay home and get some work done at the office instead.

So it all started out OK, with a meeting with a local magazine rep about a sales campaign for a new piece of equipment we are getting. I've talked with this guy for months now and it was fun to meet him in person. He has apparently just lost a lot of weight too, so we shared weight loss stories and I whipped out my "before and during" picture from yesterday. He gave me a great big hug.

But he eventually left and it was just the two of us.

The problem with working for someone who is extremely bright and hyperactive to boot is that his brain is dealing with twenty different projects at once, with ideas bouncing off his head like ping pong balls and whenever he gets an idea, he needs to tell me my part in it immediately. So consequently, whenever I just got started on a project, he'd give me three more and in no time my desk was piled high again and I was standing there not even knowing where to begin.

I was aware of how much stress I was under because I was eating. Oh I was eating grapes--and I didn't have a huge stash, but I was very definitely compulsively eating grapes out of sheer stress.

However, by the middle of the afternoon, he had settled down to write the next chapter of his book (which is being published next year), and that did take all of his attention. With a good hour without new projects being thrust at me, I was able to sort out the projects that I had and get a handle on them, so that by the time I left, I was actually feeling pretty good about it all. I had even been able to point out that I had gotten the jump on several of the jobs and that the things he was telling me to do were things I did weeks ago. That always makes me feel good.

When I left the office, I put on my reporter's hat and stopped at the theatre. The teen theatre company is opening a show tomorrow night, which I will be reviewing. However there is a little glitch. The director had a heart attack sometime into the middle of the rehearsal period (I mentioned this a couple of days ago). He's going to be fine after bypass surgery and will be coming home tomorrow, if he didn't come home today, but the kids have had to essentially direct themselves. Old students have flown in to help, his family has helped, parents have helped, but without a leader at the helm, there is a good human interest story to accompany my review of the show.

I managed to whip up something gourmet-like out of leftovers to give Walt for dinner and now I'm about to put on my transcriptionist bonnet and type another chapter for Dr. G's book. At least I don't have to get up at 5 a.m. to bike tomorrow--I can sleep in until 6, when I head out to the club. A whole other hour of sleep!  

Quote of the Day

In politics, if you want anything said, ask a man; if you want anything done, ask a woman.

~ Margaret Thatcher

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"We could put on a show!"
Paul and Jeri

One Year Ago
Irreconcilable Differences
Everybody KNOWS, I'm sure, that it's the eency weency spider who crawled up the water spout. But there are those--I blush to admit it--who still think that that damn spider was itsy bitsy.

Two Years Ago
Whatever Happened to Yvonne deCarlo?
I also had my chance to try my hand as an Erma Bombeck wannabe at that time. I wrote a weekly supposed humor column called "Airy Persiflage" (and discovered that Erma made it look waaay easier than it really was!).


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