I seemed to spend a lot of the weekend doing things I hadn’t expected to do and not doing some things thing that I had.
On Saturday my computer started behaving strangely. Every time I started it some process consumed whatever free space remained on the SSD, making it nearly impossible to do anything. I tried to understand what was going on, but couldn’t. I gave up in frustration.
Later in the day I joined my boss and his friend for an afternoon at Der Biergarten where we drank beer and ate German food. I planned to be super-productive upon returning home, but alas passed out rather early.
After making three more attempts to fix my laptop it was inevitable that Sunday morning was going to be spent wiping it clean and reinstalling everything. Suffice to say, this was not in my time budget. After getting a clean install and about 75% of my stuff back on the laptop the ghost in the machine that caused the grief identified itself; it was the dreaded UGA virus…
I noticed this letter/color combination in Safari’s Favorites screen and, being a self-respecting Gator, rearranged these boxes so that it no longer spelled UGA. As of this writing the only things I know that I’ve lost in this reinstallation are my Apple developer IDs (because I could never reinstall the tool to get them), and some photos (that I know are on backup disks that are at the office) because I erroneously thought that I’d copied them to the USB I had available.
I was certain that I was going to get a bike ride in this weekend; I did not. The weather never warmed up the way I’d hope that it would.
I was also fairly certain that I was going to buy a new cycling trainer (I’ve given up on ever getting mine back) this weekend at REI, and although I made it into the store along I-85 yesterday, I decided not to buy anything.
And I had no idea that I’d be spending so much time under the covers reading, finishing “Mycroft Holmes”; the story, though not spectacular, was an entertaining read.
Two Big Losses For EAV
The other day I notice that the “village’s” dragon was gone. The metal structure, in place for a few years next to the Argosy, was reclaimed by the artist who created it.
Also now missing is one of the best businesses to open in many years in East Atlanta Village, Brother Moto. After battling with the City of Atlanta over zoning restrictions and the use of their space they threw up their hand and closed the space in order to move elsewhere. Though not a member of their club I am so annoyed by this news because they brought one of the few non-bar/restaurant business plans into the neighborhood and have been forced out by the politicians.
Depending on when you read this I may be at the Mazda dealership getting the M6 its 15k mile routine service (at 16k), at work, or at Terminal West for the Dandy Warhols show. Of course, you may read this well passed Monday, in which case I have no idea where I am.