03/27/2002 Archived Entry: "A reader!"

I have been recently informed that at least one person actually reads my blog, so I had probably write something here.

Yes, Mistress and I continue to be engaged, and it is entirely possible that our wedding date will be set for January 11, 2003. This means that we had better get to planning.

On that note, we had a lengthy discussion last night of exactly who plans what for a wedding. I have been, and still am, under the impression that Mistress and I mention things to Mistress's waiting cadre of Drooling Wedding Planners (Mistress's mother, my mother, and Mistress's sister-in-law), who then immediately spring into action and go shopping, make phone calls, arrange mob hits, and whatever else is supposed to happen to make a wedding go off. We sit in our glass abode and point-and-click between the choices they present us.

Mistress, on the other hand, seems to think that *I* actually have do something besides provide oversight and approval. We'll see.

In the absence of PostIt notes, I have regressed to scribbling on torn scraps of paper. My desk looks like a refugee camp.

To my left is a Cisco model 7940 IP phone. It's pretty cool--we're completely VoIP in the building to which I'm semi-permanently attached. Yes, it finally happened--my rarely-visited desk has been taken away from me and I have become a permanently floating employee, to forever roam between the Houston buildings, serving where I am needed. Whoopie-doo.

A side effect of VoIP is that when the network dies, so do the phones. This has not happened yet, but as far as I'm concerned, the longer we stay up, the more likely a crash.

I like my current desk. I have one of these on my current desk. I like it.

A fellow IT slave named LiquidMetal let me know that he feels the same as I do about bars and social establishments--good call, dude. I prefer to drink alone, anyway.

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