Mornin’, Rigs. I won’t be grumpy to you. 
There was the time I came home from a long day at work, to find that I put my raisin bran in the fridge and the milk in the cupboard…
ROWR!
thanks
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I’m not a big fan of VoIP. My biggest complaint with it involves the signalling, which is data packet multiplexing (like ATM, for example) instead of the time-division multiplexing you’d normally associate with voice transmissions. Packet transmission is great for data, because “best effort” is good enough in that application, and in the aggregate you can shift a lot of stuff over the glass. Voice requires “guaranteed on time” standards, which for packet switching means that it needs a lot of packets to ensure the voice call works. In turn, that means that you’d better have a greasy-fast online connection if you want your VoIP service to work at all. Even if it does, it’s going to grab off a huge chunk of your downstream bandwidth, and virtually all of the upstream. Don’t bother trying to use the internet and your phone at the same time anymore. Besides, the sound quality can be awful, depending on your connection speed.
911 is another big problem. Even setting aside the “no power = no phone = no 911” problem, enhanced 911 isn’t supported in anything I’d call a significant way. E911 (and you have it in Leesburg) tells the PSAP exactly where you are when you call, so it doesn’t matter if you’re incapacitated and can’t give an address or something. They know where your phone is; it’s hardwired into the system. VoIP providers like Vonage can’t do that, because soft switching works differently. So they patch it, and you tell them where you are when you sign up, and they tell the PSAP when you diall 911. That sounds like it would work, but in practice it mostly doesn’t. And the patch isn’t available everywhere.
It may also interest you to know that Vonage hasn’t turned a profit since its inception. That may mean something to an economist or accountant. I wouldn’t know; I’m just an engineer.
Just say no.
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Mika, you need to get together with my wife, pat each other on the back, and congratulate yourselves for catching such wonderful men.
mika, fish are not cute, ever. They are food. You did well.
bobbio, I think I snuck one of your pills this morning. Grr.
rigs: Hi!
I opened my work e-mail today and saw that our superintendent, first thing upon his return from 2 weeks in Hawaii, is in an “assigning work to others” mood.
Yeah, I’m one of the “others”. Off to write a report on our back-to-school action plan for the board summary.
Because I had NOTHING else planned this morning, right? :rolleyes:
MBG, sir, you are wrong! Fish can too be cute! And food.
I have an appointment with a professor at 10 AM this morning. I live four blocks from the university. Someone explain to me why I woke up at 8:15?
spats, see, I tole ya it would be hot, hot, hot! Howsomeever, our winters beat the crap outta what you’re gonna get when you go back nawth.
{{{{{tel}}}}} Hope things get better soon.
twinks, isn’t buh-bye in eye-talian arrivederci?
gt, hummph! fcm and the bear are mere babies.
Atta girl, rosie.
Hiya, rigsy!
meeks, the pic of you and Carl made me laugh (in a good way). What kinda fish is he anyhoo?
Nothing else to add right now except…I had such a good night’s sleep last night. 
Tupug
Bonkeydear is absolutely right!
Mika, that first picture made Carl look a lot bigger. But anybody who thinks fish can’t be cute needs to watch Finding Nemo. I don’t eat seafood, but I support the right of those who enjoy it to do so. 
Good morning dear-hearts. I hope you’re all well.
Is it Friday yet? Sheesh!
rosie, you know you’re gonna have to dish…
Bobbio, I didn’t know your b-day was coming up, or I’d have fawned all over you too.
Meeks, how was the fish. It looks like it belongs to the perch or sunfish family. Those are usually pretty bony. I’m not an expert, of course.
I’ll try to pop in later, but I gotta work now.
All this talk of fish - I could make some sort of cheap shot, but I won’t take the bait. To sum up: fish are cute and so is Mika.
It really should be Friday. It’s only Wednesday morning and already it feels like this week has gone on forever. Today we have to take more data. Pug, after this summer, I will WELCOME the freezing cold. Who needs that damn Sun anyway? Not me.
I have to write some sort of abstract today for my final presentation on August 10. This is going to be interesting, since I don’t yet know how our efforts to solve this problem will turn out.
:eek: Oh!My!Og! :eek:
Gooood morneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeng MMPPPPPPPPPP!
OK, that was weak. But, I’m back at work. Children are all reasonably healthy, although The Mr. is not. WHEN WILL JULY BE OVER? This has been the worst month, health-wise, we’ve ever had. And me, who’s rarely sick. Well, I’ve not been one of the sickies, just the Sickie Tender, as all mamas are. Sigh. I need more coffee.
Today is Wonder Boy’s birthday …a whole 9 years old! We did the I Remember The Day You Were Born stuff this morning, and the funny thing is, he kept getting it mixed up with the story of when his brother was born. After my big finish, “and then I had a darling baby in my arms!” he said, looking at his baby brother, “and there is he right now!” No, it was you, silly!
Here’s another funny from him: My husband has been working on family geneology. Me to Christopher: “Do you know what geneology is?” Christopher: “When you study to be a genie?”
Hi rigs! Tell us how school’s going when you have a chance. We’re all curious! (Or nosy… whatever.)
Lissla, I’m starting to get the hang of some of the belly dancing stuff. But I’m also still seriously lacking in the coordination department. What do they mean my hands AND legs AND body are all supposed to move at the same time?? And in different directions!
Good luck iwht the bees, Taters. That doesn’t sound fun!
I’m off to the off-site team meeting. Here’s hoping I don’t make a fool of myself!!
I can breathe! And it’s cooler today. I woke up cold this morning. It felt wonderful. I had the day off yesterday. Want to know what I did? I had an appointment at Kaiser at 9 am and I finally escaped at 4 pm. The schedule of activities: EKG, chest x-ray, knee x-rays, meet with dietician and, for the final bit of fun, a treadmill test. I get the x-ray results in 2 weeks, but the EKG and treadmill test were normal. Except that I wheeze when I exercise, but that’s why I was there in the first place! So I left with a bag full of assorted medications, both prescription and OTC and I can breathe again without struggling. I had no idea how difficult it had gotten, I guess I just adjusted. Oh, my NP thinks it’s mostly allergies, possibly reactive airway disease, but wanted to eliminate any heart problems since I’ve been having chest tightness as well. The knees will have to wait for the x-rays to come back in 2 weeks.
Shhh, don’t tell anyone, but I brought Keisha into work this morning, and I got caught by the building engineer in the lobby. No animals allowed in the building. I made big eyes and she relented and promised to keep the building manager away from our floor today. 
I am still worried about Keisha. She’s lost at least 25% of her weight in the past week. I’ve been periodically giving her water through a syringe, but I heard her drinking this morning, so that’s a good sign. She’s exploring a little but mostly she’s hiding.
Maybe because they had to spend too much money for the rights to use that song on their stupid commercials.
Taters when the POrkin man was at our place this past weekend, we weere talking about wasps. He said that there is a soldier wasp right at the opening of the hive. If you can kill it immediately, you can go and pick up the hive and not have any wasps know that their demise is imminent. But if that first shot misses, and the soldier wasp can sound the alarm, it’s time to run very far very fast. I imagine that bees have a similar set-up.
You birthday guys have it lucky. Mine was in May, and no one said nary a peep to me. 'Course, I never brought it up in the first place, so there you go.
I don’t know about you, Taters, but I wouldn’t risk this without independent confirmation. No offense to Sean, of course, but this sounds to me like the POrkin man was looking to put somebody in the hospital.
No, he was more likely trying to show that only trained professionals should handle wasp’s nests, to my way of thinking.
And Drae I was going to say the same thing you did in the Stepford Girls thread. I really miss that show now.
Okay fcm I admit it was kinda lame, Mud Slinger/Clay Thrower, it made me laugh, but then I’m easy. (shut up) I know that boat names are A Serious Matter, skiffman used to fish on the
f/v Primo, but a few years ago the skipper sold it, and now he fishes on the f/v Legasea. For this story to work, I need to tell you that skiffman’s rl name is Moses, and the skipper’s is Ronald. There was some joking going on by some of the other skippers that instead of selling the Primo the skipper should have leased it to Moses, and they could have changed the name to the f/v Mo-Ron. Oh haha, they said, rather unamused. Cracked me right up! He has a list of the boats he has fished on, the f/v Alaska Challenger is the crab boat, there were also the f/v Dawn, f/v Terri Rae, f/v Jaimee Renee, f/v Gladys, f/v Charlyda, that’s only a fraction of the boats he has worked on. Back In The Day the cannery out in Larsen Bay owned the boats and leased them out to the Natives eash year, and all the boats were named after water fowl, the Eider, the Pintail, the Goldeneye, the Kingfisher, etc. Nice little wooden seiners. There is a boat in the Kodiak fleet I like, the f/v Keta, which in Alutiiq means “Hurry Up!”
Anyway, I also like Silver Girl a lot, as a if-yer-gonna-be-all-serious-like kinda name!
I think he was just trying to shoo hornets into the conversation.