I think what bothers me about everything that is going on is that if American's had morals we wouldn't be in this mess.
no?
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
WTF?
Is all I have to say.
How do you go from feeling/thinking you are healthy as a horse to being diagnosed stage 4 cancer. Blood, bones, liver....
No, not The Cube Monkey...thank god, but a very good friend, and someone that doesn't deserve this shit...
Please....positive thoughts and prayers to my friend.
I am so done being an adult. I SO want to be a kid again with no worries.
How do you go from feeling/thinking you are healthy as a horse to being diagnosed stage 4 cancer. Blood, bones, liver....
No, not The Cube Monkey...thank god, but a very good friend, and someone that doesn't deserve this shit...
Please....positive thoughts and prayers to my friend.
I am so done being an adult. I SO want to be a kid again with no worries.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Richard Fuld
Usually when I have mindless tasks to do at work, I'll turn on CNN live if there is something interesting to listen to. As of late, there has been ALOT of interesting things to listen to.
Yesterday I listened to Congress back Richard Fuld against the wall. Richard Fuld is/WAS CEO of Lehman Brothers Holdings.
What bothered me about this is what has been bothering me about corporate america for a very long time.
Mr. Fuld was trying to justify the millions of dollars that he feels should be paid to executives out of the taxpayers very generous 700 billion dollar bailout while his employees and shareholders walk away holding dick.
People think this only happens occassionally. It happens everyday. It has been happening for years.
Now I really don't care if Executives make billions of dollars a year, but ONLY if their employees are being paid appropriately and the company is strong.
I have been laid off by 2 large corporations over the past 10 years because of corporate buyouts. The executives walked away with millions. The employees got about 2 weeks severence. Check the stats on employment and I think you can do the math at how far 2 weeks severence goes.
Yes I am employed. Yes I am thankful, but every year it gets worse. Executive pay has gone up over 200% in the past 10 years, while employee pay has gone down.
I now make 5000 less than I did at my previous job. Most folks I know are in the same boat.
Companies are on hiring freezes. Bonuses have gone out the window (except for the executives, of course). Pensions are a thing of the past.
Yes, American workers are VERY hard working. Companies spend billions of dollars a year on research groups trying to figure out why moral is so low with the american worker and how they can make it better.
Hello?
Yesterday I listened to Congress back Richard Fuld against the wall. Richard Fuld is/WAS CEO of Lehman Brothers Holdings.
What bothered me about this is what has been bothering me about corporate america for a very long time.
Mr. Fuld was trying to justify the millions of dollars that he feels should be paid to executives out of the taxpayers very generous 700 billion dollar bailout while his employees and shareholders walk away holding dick.
People think this only happens occassionally. It happens everyday. It has been happening for years.
Now I really don't care if Executives make billions of dollars a year, but ONLY if their employees are being paid appropriately and the company is strong.
I have been laid off by 2 large corporations over the past 10 years because of corporate buyouts. The executives walked away with millions. The employees got about 2 weeks severence. Check the stats on employment and I think you can do the math at how far 2 weeks severence goes.
Yes I am employed. Yes I am thankful, but every year it gets worse. Executive pay has gone up over 200% in the past 10 years, while employee pay has gone down.
I now make 5000 less than I did at my previous job. Most folks I know are in the same boat.
Companies are on hiring freezes. Bonuses have gone out the window (except for the executives, of course). Pensions are a thing of the past.
Yes, American workers are VERY hard working. Companies spend billions of dollars a year on research groups trying to figure out why moral is so low with the american worker and how they can make it better.
Hello?
Friday, October 03, 2008
BIDEN - PALIN DEBATE
Palin kept talking about being one of us. The Joe 6 packs - soccer moms', etc...
I thought about this.
Ya know....for a boss, I don't WANT someone that is just like me. I don't want an equal.
I want someone that I can look up to for guidance. I want someone that I think about and am just in "awe" of their intelligence and leadership. Someone that I aspire to be like.
I want someone that doesn't talk down to me, but "leads" me with confidence.
Someone that empowers me to be the best that I can be.
I have friends for camaraderie.
America doesn't need camaraderie....we need a leader.
I thought about this.
Ya know....for a boss, I don't WANT someone that is just like me. I don't want an equal.
I want someone that I can look up to for guidance. I want someone that I think about and am just in "awe" of their intelligence and leadership. Someone that I aspire to be like.
I want someone that doesn't talk down to me, but "leads" me with confidence.
Someone that empowers me to be the best that I can be.
I have friends for camaraderie.
America doesn't need camaraderie....we need a leader.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Something the security world has been saying for years...
WMD report: US remains 'dangerously vulnerable'
The CISSP (Certified Information Systems Security Specialist) is the gold standard in the information security world. It is a highly valued certification.
I have this certification.
Most folks think that information security deals with just computers and networks.
Not true. The study gets into physical security as well.
I read alot of infosec news, blogs, etc.. and often the topic comes up about how safe the U.S. is since 9/11.
Mostsecurity experts agree that we are LESS safe. We are less safe because the world hates us now. We have a bully for a boss and he'd rather punch you in the face than to sit down and discuss with you.
What gets me is all the people that fall prey to the "fear tactics". They think we are more safe and think voting someone in like Bush will keep us safe.
Think about your life back in school (elementary, middle school, high school) didn't you just want to beat the shit out of the bully? You normally just avoided him. If you ran into him now, what would you do? Most would not fight. Most would talk.
Folks, we are NOT more safe than we were 8 years ago. We are LESS safe.
99% of the controls that have been put in place are nothing more than security theater.
The CISSP (Certified Information Systems Security Specialist) is the gold standard in the information security world. It is a highly valued certification.
I have this certification.
Most folks think that information security deals with just computers and networks.
Not true. The study gets into physical security as well.
I read alot of infosec news, blogs, etc.. and often the topic comes up about how safe the U.S. is since 9/11.
Mostsecurity experts agree that we are LESS safe. We are less safe because the world hates us now. We have a bully for a boss and he'd rather punch you in the face than to sit down and discuss with you.
What gets me is all the people that fall prey to the "fear tactics". They think we are more safe and think voting someone in like Bush will keep us safe.
Think about your life back in school (elementary, middle school, high school) didn't you just want to beat the shit out of the bully? You normally just avoided him. If you ran into him now, what would you do? Most would not fight. Most would talk.
Folks, we are NOT more safe than we were 8 years ago. We are LESS safe.
99% of the controls that have been put in place are nothing more than security theater.
And if nothing else scares the bijeebers outta ya...
READ THIS:
http://www.newamericancentury.org/
Names of some of the founders that wrote the Statement of Principles?
Jeb Bush
Dick Cheney
I. Lewis Libby
Dan Quayle (really?)
Donal Rumsfeld
Paul Wolfowitz
http://www.newamericancentury.org/
Names of some of the founders that wrote the Statement of Principles?
Jeb Bush
Dick Cheney
I. Lewis Libby
Dan Quayle (really?)
Donal Rumsfeld
Paul Wolfowitz
Dirty Bush Tricks
I think these are nasty tricks to pull right before an election.
Bush is blaming the entire mortgage mess on congress...You know if it were a republican congress he wouldn't be doing this.
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/09/opinion/09tue1.html
And NOW Bush is saying he will bring home 4000 troops from Iraq and send more into Afghanistan. Gee....wasn't that Obama's idea?
Either that or he's hoping it will cause a quagmire and then McCain will be a shoo-in as the only person "hero" that can fix the mess.
Be afraid....be very afraid.
Bush is blaming the entire mortgage mess on congress...You know if it were a republican congress he wouldn't be doing this.
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/09/opinion/09tue1.html
And NOW Bush is saying he will bring home 4000 troops from Iraq and send more into Afghanistan. Gee....wasn't that Obama's idea?
Either that or he's hoping it will cause a quagmire and then McCain will be a shoo-in as the only person "hero" that can fix the mess.
Be afraid....be very afraid.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Time To Relax...
Today my Mother celebrates her retirement. She lives 4 hours away and I cannot be there. So here are my thoughts on this day.
A few years ago I told my Mother “the older I get, the less stupid you become”. She looked at me funny. I don’t think she quite understood what I meant by that. I think I hurt her feelings, which was not my intent. I certainly have never thought of my Mother as stupid. Quite the contrary. I’ve always thought my Mother to be a highly intelligent woman.
At the age of 35 my Mother found herself widowed with 4 children under the age of 14. Being children, we were selfish. Of course we had no clue what she was going through, nor did we attempt to try. We were used to being the center of our parents’ world. We leaned on our parents for support. My Mother and Father were used to leaning on each other for support. And then he was no longer there. Now when I look back, I am amazed. My Mother has always been a very strong woman, but I can’t even imagine going through what she endured and lives to tell the tale.
We were not horrible children, but I know we were pretty rotten to her the majority of the time. As she was trying to digest the loss of her husband and raise 4 kids on her own, we were busy being kids and not understanding the major curve ball that life had thrown her way.
Through all of this, my Mother continued to do as she had always done. She got up every morning and she went to work. I have never known my Mother not to have a job. I have never known my Mother to give less than 120% in her work. Some jobs she loved. Some she hated. But she always gave her all. Her work ethic is stronger than anyone I have ever known.
My comment to my Mother was in regard to what I learned by watching her through the tough times growing up. She didn’t know it then, just as I didn’t know it then, but she was teaching me many valuable life lessons.
As I hit certain points in my life, I can look back and have those “ah ha” moments and I am humbled and can understand.
Marriage, the birth of my son, worrying about health and money, trying to have a life of my own, trying to be successful in a job. All of these things my Mother has experienced. Now I can understand some of the things she went through and with every “ah ha” moment, my respect and gratitude for her grows even deeper.
My brothers, sister and I thankfully didn’t turn out to be murderers or knocking over liquor stores, but we didn’t always follow the right path in life. Sometimes we would start down a good path, just to take a bad turn, for whatever reason. But my Mother was always there for us. Her love never waivered.
In the end, I think we turned out ok. My older brother is an OSHA Manager. My younger sister is a Medical Assistant. My younger brother is an AutoCAD Operator, and I am an IT Security Analyst. All of us…get up in the morning and we go to work. From what I can tell, we all give 120% in our jobs. We do our best when we love it. We do our best when we hate it. And there is only one place we could have learned such a work ethic. And that would be from our Mother.
Although we joke wondering what she will do with herself not working her usual 60 hour weeks, on this day of celebrating my Mothers retirement, I can think of no one on this earth that deserves to sit back, relax, and enjoy life more than my Mom.
A few years ago I told my Mother “the older I get, the less stupid you become”. She looked at me funny. I don’t think she quite understood what I meant by that. I think I hurt her feelings, which was not my intent. I certainly have never thought of my Mother as stupid. Quite the contrary. I’ve always thought my Mother to be a highly intelligent woman.
At the age of 35 my Mother found herself widowed with 4 children under the age of 14. Being children, we were selfish. Of course we had no clue what she was going through, nor did we attempt to try. We were used to being the center of our parents’ world. We leaned on our parents for support. My Mother and Father were used to leaning on each other for support. And then he was no longer there. Now when I look back, I am amazed. My Mother has always been a very strong woman, but I can’t even imagine going through what she endured and lives to tell the tale.
We were not horrible children, but I know we were pretty rotten to her the majority of the time. As she was trying to digest the loss of her husband and raise 4 kids on her own, we were busy being kids and not understanding the major curve ball that life had thrown her way.
Through all of this, my Mother continued to do as she had always done. She got up every morning and she went to work. I have never known my Mother not to have a job. I have never known my Mother to give less than 120% in her work. Some jobs she loved. Some she hated. But she always gave her all. Her work ethic is stronger than anyone I have ever known.
My comment to my Mother was in regard to what I learned by watching her through the tough times growing up. She didn’t know it then, just as I didn’t know it then, but she was teaching me many valuable life lessons.
As I hit certain points in my life, I can look back and have those “ah ha” moments and I am humbled and can understand.
Marriage, the birth of my son, worrying about health and money, trying to have a life of my own, trying to be successful in a job. All of these things my Mother has experienced. Now I can understand some of the things she went through and with every “ah ha” moment, my respect and gratitude for her grows even deeper.
My brothers, sister and I thankfully didn’t turn out to be murderers or knocking over liquor stores, but we didn’t always follow the right path in life. Sometimes we would start down a good path, just to take a bad turn, for whatever reason. But my Mother was always there for us. Her love never waivered.
In the end, I think we turned out ok. My older brother is an OSHA Manager. My younger sister is a Medical Assistant. My younger brother is an AutoCAD Operator, and I am an IT Security Analyst. All of us…get up in the morning and we go to work. From what I can tell, we all give 120% in our jobs. We do our best when we love it. We do our best when we hate it. And there is only one place we could have learned such a work ethic. And that would be from our Mother.
Although we joke wondering what she will do with herself not working her usual 60 hour weeks, on this day of celebrating my Mothers retirement, I can think of no one on this earth that deserves to sit back, relax, and enjoy life more than my Mom.
Kindergarten vs. High School
So I've been reading this blog lately by this crazy little Indian woman in North Carolina (Hi Ilina!).
Her post yesterday made me think about something similar that I was going to write about regarding my day yesterday.
If you don't have time to read her post, in a nutshell, she took her little boy to his first day of Kindergarten.
I missed my son's first day of kindergarten 9 years ago. I was not able to get off of work. My husband took him and filmed the entire thing, including the almost mile walk. =)
I'm not sure if I'm thankful I missed it or not, although I think I cried just as hard because I "did" miss it.
Yesterday I took my son to his first day of High School. He was VERY nervous. I'm sure he was scared, although he kept saying he wasn't.
When I was his age, we lived in a rural area. Our High School had maybe 1400 kids in the school. My graduating class was a whopping 329 students and that was BIG for that school. The school was one level and sat in the middle of a cornfield.
When we went for orientation last week was when MY fear kicked in. My sons' school is an inner city school. 4 levels. I couldn't even tell you how many kids attend. Police and security guards walk the halls. I'm surprised they are not wanded and frisked by the TSA as they walk through the doors. Although I am thankful for all this security since my son was jumped last school year by some gangster wanna-be's.
As we walked the halls last week, I was wide-eyed. Amazed at the size of the building. Anxiety kicking me in the ass at every turn.
The other thing that was kicking me was realizing that this is the beginning of his major growing up. This is where he begins to decide what he wants to do in life. Where he begins to prepare for college. Where he will start to become a man. Again with the mortality crap. I am not aging gracefully.
My co-worker whom is in her 50's tells me that getting to the point of accepting your mortality is a long and very painful process, but once you get there, is really wonderful. It's that point in a womans life that all these women authors write about....re-inventing yourself. I remember telling my co-worker, "well, it sucks and I just reeeeally wish it would be over with". She laughed.
So, I worried all day, thinking about him standing in the middle of bustling hallways, looking at his schedule, looking at room numbers, getting lost, getting overwhelmed and his eyes welling up with those big tears. I worried as to whether he had someone to eat lunch with. Hoping he would meet up with some of his buds from middle school. My son is very much like me and doesn't have a big group of friends.
Arriving home from work I was excited to ask him about his day. After the conversation, my fears were squashed.
Me: So how was your first day of High School?
G: Good
M: Well, what happened?
G: Nothing
M: Did you find all your classes?
G: Yes
M: How was Chinese class (he was very excited that he got to choose Chinese)
G: Fine
M: Gee, can you elaborate a little on your first day of school?
G: (chuckle)
The end...
If you've never read the cartoon Zits, you should....
Her post yesterday made me think about something similar that I was going to write about regarding my day yesterday.
If you don't have time to read her post, in a nutshell, she took her little boy to his first day of Kindergarten.
I missed my son's first day of kindergarten 9 years ago. I was not able to get off of work. My husband took him and filmed the entire thing, including the almost mile walk. =)
I'm not sure if I'm thankful I missed it or not, although I think I cried just as hard because I "did" miss it.
Yesterday I took my son to his first day of High School. He was VERY nervous. I'm sure he was scared, although he kept saying he wasn't.
When I was his age, we lived in a rural area. Our High School had maybe 1400 kids in the school. My graduating class was a whopping 329 students and that was BIG for that school. The school was one level and sat in the middle of a cornfield.
When we went for orientation last week was when MY fear kicked in. My sons' school is an inner city school. 4 levels. I couldn't even tell you how many kids attend. Police and security guards walk the halls. I'm surprised they are not wanded and frisked by the TSA as they walk through the doors. Although I am thankful for all this security since my son was jumped last school year by some gangster wanna-be's.
As we walked the halls last week, I was wide-eyed. Amazed at the size of the building. Anxiety kicking me in the ass at every turn.
The other thing that was kicking me was realizing that this is the beginning of his major growing up. This is where he begins to decide what he wants to do in life. Where he begins to prepare for college. Where he will start to become a man. Again with the mortality crap. I am not aging gracefully.
My co-worker whom is in her 50's tells me that getting to the point of accepting your mortality is a long and very painful process, but once you get there, is really wonderful. It's that point in a womans life that all these women authors write about....re-inventing yourself. I remember telling my co-worker, "well, it sucks and I just reeeeally wish it would be over with". She laughed.
So, I worried all day, thinking about him standing in the middle of bustling hallways, looking at his schedule, looking at room numbers, getting lost, getting overwhelmed and his eyes welling up with those big tears. I worried as to whether he had someone to eat lunch with. Hoping he would meet up with some of his buds from middle school. My son is very much like me and doesn't have a big group of friends.
Arriving home from work I was excited to ask him about his day. After the conversation, my fears were squashed.
Me: So how was your first day of High School?
G: Good
M: Well, what happened?
G: Nothing
M: Did you find all your classes?
G: Yes
M: How was Chinese class (he was very excited that he got to choose Chinese)
G: Fine
M: Gee, can you elaborate a little on your first day of school?
G: (chuckle)
The end...
If you've never read the cartoon Zits, you should....
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
My Life in 6 Words
So I guess I've been tagged by Dirt and Noise.
I won't be tagging anyone since Dirt and Noise and an occasional stray are my reading audience. lol
So my life in 6 words:
1. midlife
2. wife
3. mother
4. hopeful
5. humorous
6. successful
hmmm...looks better than I thought! hahaha
I won't be tagging anyone since Dirt and Noise and an occasional stray are my reading audience. lol
So my life in 6 words:
1. midlife
2. wife
3. mother
4. hopeful
5. humorous
6. successful
hmmm...looks better than I thought! hahaha
Friday, August 15, 2008
More pics from the Alpaca farm
Farmer Joe? Looks thrilled don't he? It had rained like a snot that day and the Alpaca poo was schlicker than a wet booooger. He was NOT happy to be there...
Can't say as I blamed him.
This was taken last weekend. These are the "girls". They were in a front pasture. I stopped. They stared. End of story.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
GDog Gets a Job
My son is only 14 years old, but when a co-worker mentioned that a local Alpaca Farm owner was looking for someone to uhhhh...clean up the uuuuuh poop, I raised my hand. I call him my little Alpaca Pooper Scooper now. hahahha Actually I think he's been liking it.
I've seen Alpaca's before, but had never spent a significant amount of time with them. Turns out they are very gentle, intelligent, curious creatures. And VERY soft.
This is Kalfa the guard dog. That is her job, it is what she was bred and trained to do. Guard the Alpaca's. She is of a some sort of turkish breed and Kalfa means "assistant" in turkish.
They stare a alot. They are very skiddish. They come to you on their own terms.
I love this little (?) girl. I mean, look at that "do". And the fluffs of fur coming from the ears. hahaha
I was sitting on a stump near these gals, hoping they would come up to me. This one did and I was waiting for her to spit at me. Yes, they spit, but only when they are mad. Thankfully, Alpaca's don't get mad often. Thankfully, she was just being curious. lol
This is the new baby. She was only 5 weeks old at the time of this picture. She weighed 27 lbs at birth. Surprisingly the Alpaca's really don't weight as much as they look. It's mostly their fur or "fiber" as they call it. This baby's mom weighed about 120 lbs at the time of this baby's birth. Think of that in human terms. If you weighed 120 lbs and had a 27 lb baby. ummmm ouch?
Another pic of da baby. The owner grabbed her and let us touch her. Unbeeelievably soft! Turns out that Alpaca fiber products are becoming increasingly popular. Sweaters go for upwards of $400. Why? Because they are softer than cashmere. The fiber is hypoallergenic because it contains no lanolin like wool does. It is 10 times warmer than wool. A pair of socks will run you about $10. Also, because the Alpaca's are still fairly rare in the U.S. There are only about 100,000 of them.
So, while the GDog does the pooper scooping, I've been sitting in my car enjoying my surroundings doing Algebra homework. Turns out the setting is good for the Cube Monkey to study. I occassionally stop and take in the clean air (much cleaner than our city dwelling) and breath deep the smell of hay. I reeeally miss the country. I really miss having farm animals. We had sheep and a few other animals growing up. I miss 4H and FFA and going to the fair every year. Funny how smells bring back so many memories.
Friday, August 01, 2008
I'm schliding...I'm schliding...
It is my complete and utter opinion that adult learners (30 and over) are forced to take Algebra in order to weed people out of the education system. Seriously...I have met so many people who say that Algebra was the reason they dropped out of college!
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Cook Out!
Last nite my BFF and I got together for a cookout while her hubby and my hubby were hangin together at "their" house. This was our dinner! Chicky 'bobs and some veggie concoction that me bff whips up that is totally awesome! 
In attendance was my bff's granddaughter, so I made sure that I had the proper backyard fun for her. This friggen scary frog pool! She wouldn't get in it, but threw everything (including my shoes) into it. hahahah That's ok, I don't blame her, the damn thing IS scary.
The previous nite my son and I were blowing this pool up and this made me chuckle! I mean, come on, look at the pool....the water doesn't even come up to the ankles. I'm guessing the signage is meant for small animals? bugs? The same people who need the same signage that says to remove the suppository from the foil before inserting? The same folks that need to know NOT to use an electrical appliance in the bathtub?
After all was said and done, and everyone was gone, my son and I enjoyed a nice fire that he created for marshmallow roastin to which we discovered someone had thrown away the marshmallows. No harm no foul, we sat on the swing and enjoyed each others company. That's a rarity with a 14 year old. =)
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
College Algebra and Martini's
What do they have in common?
Well, other than college Algerber making me want to drink a martini and then shove the olive pik in my eye.....umm....nothing really.
Well, other than college Algerber making me want to drink a martini and then shove the olive pik in my eye.....umm....nothing really.
Ignorance
Well now, this is just stupid...
http://www.newsnet5.com/news/16955865/detail.html
A few stooopid owners ruin if for the good ones.
Love,
Petey
http://www.newsnet5.com/news/16955865/detail.html
A few stooopid owners ruin if for the good ones.
Love,
Petey
Friday, July 18, 2008
The ultimate slap in the face...
Where I work, we have a pretty good cafeteria. They have a mean cheeseburger.
The hubby had a total knee replacement back in May and has been on medical leave and enjoying the summer with our 14 year old son.
A lot of folks. who have experienced it, had warned us that recovery from a total knee replacement is a very slow and painful process. We were prepared.
Well, he blew through the first 2 weeks of therapy in the short 4 days he was in the hospital. He finished up the remaining weeks of therapy the first 2 weeks he was home.
He's been walking 4 to 7 miles a day. The doctor said he is at the place in recovery that most folks aren't at until 6 months out. He looks rested and content. bastard.
So I invite my husband and son to join me for lunch at my place of employment yesterday.
I might mention that my husband is a VERY good looking man anyhow. He also has gorgeous jet black silky hair with about 3 grays. And NO hair loss.
We order our food and hit the checkout line, I don't know the cashiers name, but she is always nice and we always exchange pleasantries. I say "I brought the family in today".
Her response? "ohhh how nice (pointing to my husband), is this your oldest?".........
The hubby had a total knee replacement back in May and has been on medical leave and enjoying the summer with our 14 year old son.
A lot of folks. who have experienced it, had warned us that recovery from a total knee replacement is a very slow and painful process. We were prepared.
Well, he blew through the first 2 weeks of therapy in the short 4 days he was in the hospital. He finished up the remaining weeks of therapy the first 2 weeks he was home.
He's been walking 4 to 7 miles a day. The doctor said he is at the place in recovery that most folks aren't at until 6 months out. He looks rested and content. bastard.
So I invite my husband and son to join me for lunch at my place of employment yesterday.
I might mention that my husband is a VERY good looking man anyhow. He also has gorgeous jet black silky hair with about 3 grays. And NO hair loss.
We order our food and hit the checkout line, I don't know the cashiers name, but she is always nice and we always exchange pleasantries. I say "I brought the family in today".
Her response? "ohhh how nice (pointing to my husband), is this your oldest?".........
Monday, June 30, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
ID10T
I'm an Information Security Professional by trade. I rarely use the ID10T error funny because it's just downright cheezy and degrading. After all, we ALL were new at everything at one point, except Matthew McConaughey, he was born just downright gorgeous, ehem....anyhow I read quite a few security blogs a coupla mornings a week to stay caught up on things. Once in a while you come across something so believable, yet unbelievable at the same time.
I think what is the funniest AND the scariest about this true story is that the guy is probably a Network Administrator or something for some big company. hahahha
Amusing Moment On a Train
I have these moments when I get to ride the train where I see and hear some of the oddest things. Last week I was riding the train when I heard this guy in the car behind me exclaim “ah crap” and begin dialing his cell phone.
“Uh hi honey, sorry to wake you. Could you login to my email for me?”
Ah, the fun begins I thought.
“OK, my user name is [REDACTED] and my password is [REDACTED]”
Sigh, some folks just don’t get it. But, it gets better.
“No sweetie, that’s for my Gmail account”
Score.
At this point I glance around the train to see that I wasn’t the only person that found this fella’s call amusing. There were smirks to be seen. Then this takes a darker turn, for him at least.
“Now, sweetie I’ll need you to order a wireless router from [REDACTED] and my credit card number is 5, 5…
He proceeded to read out the entire number with expiry date and CVN. I was a little worried for the guy at this point. But, I guess Darwin was right. Then I heard a woman’s voice utter, “jackass”. I glanced up to see a little old lady shaking her head as she looked at the loud talker in disgust. A smile crept across my face.
Monday, June 16, 2008
I'm all Aleve!
After taking on a rhododendron overgrown so badly it could ring the doorbell, 2 shrubs that looked like Don King on a bad hair day = much Aleve for the Cube Monkey this beautiful, sunny Monday morn.
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