Skudd's Grumps

In today's phantom smells: Skunk.

An autocomplete search box that doesn't observe user input and match it to the massive list of options.

Online registration forms that don't allow using a password manager or the clipboard but expect a high complexity password.

When people use "fancy" fonts on presentations. Can we just work with serif/sans-serif fonts please?

Why does my work computer smell like a wet diaper?

Pupil dilation.

When people generically refer to smaller airplanes as "Cessnas" or generically believe that when someone mentions a Cessna, they're talking about a smaller plane. Cessna actually makes bigger, faster aircraft than what people generally know about. Consider the C700 (Cessna Citation Longitude). It can fly at Mach 0.82 at 45,000 feet. A small Cessna, like the ubiquitous 172, can't even get to the 18,000 foot transition altitude, let alone the 27,000 foot altitude where Mach is typically considered for speed, and the airspeed indicator doesn't even suggest it's able to get anywhere near a Mach speed.

Stupid server load skyrocketing.

Feeling quite overwhelmed today.

When people use "breath" instead of "breathe".

Massive arthritic flare in my right hand.

Every test page I print, I see dollar bills being set aflame.

Printers.

BAH! Now it was a Taylor Swift song that I was liking until I saw it was Taylor Swift.

The taste of B vitamins.

I just bit my tongue when I sneezed.

I don't want to have to wear a jacket. It's too warm. My back is demanding that I do though.

When I was hanging Christmas lights yesterday, bits of asphalt from the shingles got in my mouth due to talking to Jr while I was hanging them. Even though I've brushed my teeth, eaten, and drank since then, I'm still feeling bits of it in my mouth.

Why do messaging platforms explode around 3pm?

Poinsettia right in the waiting room.

I just realized I was listening to a Miley Cyrus song and enjoying it.

WHY DID EXCEL JUST DECIDE THAT I AM NOT ALLOWED TO DO ANYTHING WITH THIS SPREADSHEET I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON?!

All of the things are firing at the same time. WHY?!

I'm tired of being voiceless.

All these app updates recently on my phone are about to make me go back to tin cans and string.

Those pills went down sideways.

I woke up around 1:00am this morning and couldn't get back to sleep. I took a muscle relaxer around 2:00am, but it didn't help. Finally around 3:00am I buried my face in my pillow and eventually got back to sleep. My watch is incredibly unreliable in respect to this pattern though, as it says that I was asleep that entire period, when in fact I was sitting up and playing some games on my phone for over an hour.

I woke up earlier than I wanted to. I could hear the lawn crew start their mower when they were 4 houses down the street.

You would think that if I continually tell Spotify DJ to give me something different when Taylor Swift is played, they'd get the idea and stop giving me Taylor Swift content!

I want to work in the garage instead of the BS at my computers. But since I’m sick, I can’t.