Spent today learning to upload a database in MS Access to a SQL based internet site, using Excel in a cvs format…it worked. Boss is happy. Life is good. But have to go into work on Sunday and fiddle some more. If I screw up, Monday won’t be so good.
Also, since owning a house, have learned to do a lot of things that I used to call the apartment manager to do. The joy of fixing a leaking toilet…the thrill of replacing tiles in the kitchen…the manly art of holding a caulking gun and shooting that wad of caulk onto the bathtub seals…the adventure of fixing a gusher - a major water break in the garden sprinkler system at 11 PM in the dark…and all the other Kodak moments that come with home ownership.
I went out fly fishing for the first time yesturday with one of my coworkers. Actually, I just went to take pictures, but I learned that to catch carp, it’s really easy to do so if you have a fly that’s either made of a coffee bean, or been soaking in coffee for a good while. Apparently they’re caffine addicts (not really, but they eat shit off the bottom, and apparently the bitterness of the beans attracts them…who knew?).
I’m wearing the one I got on the Lady Washington, but I’ve made another choker/necklace on my own. Unfortunately, its bright-ish green colour is too feminine for me to wear. I’ll have to find some different cord.
I successfully tied a turk’s head last night, but I need more practice.
This week, I learned a new technique in quilting. I had never done the stained-glass look before, and I have just produced a Mariner’s Compass stained-glass quilt. (Mariner’s Compass looks like the compass rose on a map. This one has 16 points.)
Yesterday, I learned how to make my C: drive boot up Windows 2000 after having transferred it into a new computer which said the drive was missing the NT Loader - despite having almost no idea of what to do to fix it. And I didn’t have anyone to ask for help, either! But here I am, posting.
Now, if I could only figure out how to get the two computers on our network to see each other…
The last skill I learned was how to dig food remnants out of a broken gap in the back of one of my teeth with a thin wire. Toothbrush won’t get in there…
I should just STOP using the word “toothbrush”, y’know? I should make up some other word. “Florpsmacker”, perhaps. “Boofentootle”, maybe. “Buttpl-*” no! No! Bad idea, bad idea!