Somehow, last night found me actually creating a riff I had to practice, over and over and over again, before I could play it right. It was in my brain, but wouldn't come through the fingers until I had pushed and pushed and pushed.
I find it troubling that my newfound tone makes damn near everything sound awesome. I have to be careful or I'll end up writing a bunch of completely crap songs and thinking they're rawk just because they sound good.
I do not think that's happened yet.
I'm saying this now - I will never, ever, in a bazillion years, EVAR get rid of this guitar I have now. It took me over twenty years of playing, and more guitars than I care to count through right now, but god DAMN I've found the one.
I'm thinking I may have to pick up another RG1570 sometime. Just because if something ever goes wrong with this one, I don't want to be without.
Plus, it would be nice to have one for screwing with standard tuning.
Anyway, I'm creating shit at a tremendous rate right now. Words, music, more words, more music, and some other, undisclosed things too.
Spring is awesome.
So, I created this "call log" thing for our helpdesk a couple weeks back. Zippy usually mans the helpdesk phone, so it's usually him putting things in the log. Problem - the boy can not write.
Problem 2 - He's developed this annoying habit of having to use any new word he hears, whether it applies or not.
Example - he heard me talking about XML the other day and started telling people to save their documents to XML when they really, REALLY shouldn't. But if they had a problem, they needed to work around it by saving everything to XML. Idiot.
Example 2 - He saw BB had a book on Visual Basic sitting on his desk. Suddenly, every problem in the call log had something in it about visual basic, from people that had no idea what the hell visual basic even was. People that can barely fire up word on a good day were apparently requesting help "adding links to visual basic." And his "resolution" to that problem was, "showed them how." Because, obviously, Zippy is the expert on Visual Basic.
Example 3 - We discussed this upcoming move of our proxy server. The move that, to the users, will be NOTHING. They will notice absolutely nothing. Just, one day they'll be on the old server, the next day they'll be on the new. No interruption of service at all to them. In fact, they'll be able to get to a few more sites once on the new server, it'll just have better logging. Someone has problems with the web. He points the finger and says it's the move of the proxy server. The move that won't happen for another two weeks or so.
And then, mysteriously, two and a half days ago, he stopped logging calls altogether.
The boss is unthrilled. His plan was to use the call log to keep track of what Zippy is actually doing, because he's beginning to question why it appears, on the surface at least, that Zippy does NOTHING. Enlightenment is sometimes slow through that shiny-thick dome of a melon, but apparently it does happen.
Words were expressed. Words that made more sense than:
Problem: printer was not working would try to print and would error to load mp tray
Resolution: in her printer settings she had configure to adobe printer took the check out and it works
And now the boss believes Zippy may actually not be working, and may actually just be screwing around most of the time. Huh. Who'd have thunk it. After several months (years?) of BB and I telling him that, he's finally, FINALLY starting to see it.
We had a plan to have Mrs. NFB's mom over for lunch because she doesn't see folks very often. This plan then turned into THE ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD COMING TO OUR HOUSE ON SATURDAY. So now we're in full-blown party-planning panic meltdown mode.
It's pretty awesome.
Can't be this busy.
But probably isn't this fun either, so who cares.
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