I am so frustrated that my weekend 'take home' project, from the office, has proven to be difficult and intractable. I am going to be forced to call in help. And I hate that.
My one and constant outcry, when working with computer equipment is: I hate it when this stuff makes me feel stupid.
Fortunately, when working with computers, there's usually somebody in your sphere who knows the answer - you just have to find that person. My Grandpa said - "The smart man does NOT know all the answers ... he knows where to FIND them."
The rains keep coming and my lawn stays wet .. and it's getting longer. It's gonna hafta be soon ... that's all I can say.
There is at least one reader who doesn't know about my sign off. So I will retell it here. There was a time when I ended my posts with a wish for peace - and that was the last word in a post - "Peace." A friend of mine, from Trinidad, taught me the word, which is actually a whole proverb from Africa, Ndinombethe. It's pronounced "N-dee-nome-bay-tay" and it means "As I go, I am wearing you." My personal philosophy, out here, on this blog, is "It ain't about me, and it ain't about you, it's about us." Ndinombethe speaks to that so eloquently, I adopted it as my close, instead of the cliche and somewhat trite "Peace".
Each of us leaves little marks on the other - each of us is colored and flavored by our interactions with each other. We all 'wear' each other.