Poot's Palace

Well not really, but i now control who is allowed to access our wireless router. We have long suspected people using our wireless network, but I never took the time to see how many people were using it or how to block them. Seeing as I have nothing to do today, I ventured out into the IT world to learn something new. I found that at least 5 other people were using our wireless network this past week. Each time i see a new IP/MAC address on my network i will now block them. It would be easier to just allow myself, Wha, and Skippy access our internet, but I would rather blcok individual users so that I can keep track of their IP and MAC addresses. This way when I learn how to hack better I can really screw them over. Anyone know of an easy way to access someone elses computer over my network so I can delete some important files off of their computer.

Season tickets were mailed two weeks ago and most people received their tickets two fridays ago. Being that i moved and had my mail forwarded i was giving the post office ample time to forward my mail to me. I felt as though 1 week should have been sufficient, seeing as everything else comes to me only a few days late. As of today, I still have no tickets. The post office can't do anything unless i have a tracking number, and the last time i checked, they dont issue tracking numbers for regular mail. So i called clemson and they put out a tracer on my tickets. Basically its a post office form mailed to me assuming it takes the same route as my other mail so anyone in the process can read the tracer and know to be on the lookout for a package from Clemson University to my old address. Problem is, the nice (translation: stupid) girl in the office sent the tracer to my current address, therefore bypassing the forwarding system that my tickets got lost in. I receive letters from Time Warner Cable, BellSouth, and all kinds of other junk mail from car insurance agencies,etc. that all successfully make it through the forwarding process. The one piece of mail that i actually want and paid a lot of money for cannot be found. Even if they had been sent to my old address, the lady that delivers our mail would have recognized my name on the envelope and placed it in the correct box (its not like i moved across town, just across the complex). Now I am being mailed a sheet of paper saying that my tickets were lost and i must use that as my entry to the game. Then the ticket office will reprint my tickets for the rest of the season. I just hope i dont see a Charlotte post office worker sitting in my seat anytime this season, I will lose it.

One of Mecklenburgs Counties hard working building inspectors gave me a chuckle yesterday. I was dropping off some O&M's at a contractors office yesterday afternoon in order to kill a little time while at work. I decided drop in at the Citgo to buy a can of Skoal Mint. I see an inspector fueling his truck and talking to someone else beside the gas pump. When I came out of the store those two people are still chatting. I sit in my truck, pack the dip, and throw a little chew in, and then hear a strange loud noise. I turn to look and what do i see to my humor, the building inspector forgot to take the gas pump out of his car after fueling. He just starts driving out of the parking lot with the pump and a long hose trailing him. Being unsure of how gas pumps are constructed, I high-tailed it out of there myself before any gas or other fumes leaked and blew the place to pieces. I didn't hear about any exploding gas stations on the news last night, so i will assume all turned out just fine. Thank you Mr. Building Inspector for making my taxes go up on account of your stupidity.

Just realized that I havent posted a blog in over two weeks. I always get pissed when I go to somebody else's blogspot and they have not updated it in a few days, kinda ironic dont you think. It is a pretty uneventful friday evening for myself. I worked a very tough 3 and 1/2 days this week, seeing as my boss decided once again this Friday that golf sounded better than work, so we played 9 holes as usual. Rented the movie "White Chics" tonight, pretty funny but nothing special. Now i am working on my 3rd Jack and Ginger watching the Dukes of Hazzard on CMT. I may or may not be having a late night visitor around 12:30 when she gets off work. Tomorrow promises to be a little better with Shake the Lake 2005. Hope to see lots of drunken poonanny on Lake Norman and have some good times. Time to wipe up.

Ever had one of those days when you wake up and go to work and wonder what in the hell you are going to do for the next 8 hours because there is nothing at your desk to do. Then the next thing you know you been busting your ass doing stuff that you really arent sure is in your job description all day. I have one of those weeks. Not that I am complaining, I would rather work than sit bored and stare at my computer screen. Is there some supernatural force out there that creates unnecessary work for us when the necessary has temporarily run out.