the thrill is gone

i was so excited about getting an iphone. i had already told myself i was going to jailbreak it, cuz i wanted access to non-itunes apps.

sooooo, just be on the safe side, i decided to back everything up (using itunes) just in case i did something wrong and lost all my contacts on the phone after the jailbreak.

i opened itunes, plugged in the phone and a message pops up that i should update my iphone to 4.1. well, i'm new to the iphone stuff and thought, 'oh yes, i most certainly should' and clicked the button. the update occurred.

so, here i am with a 3g 4.1 firmware iphone only to find out that there is no windows jailbreak software for that version of firmware - and that i never should have updated - and there is not a way to 'downgrade' the firmware.

so, i wait and wait for the iphonedev-team to develop the windows version of the jailbreak software.

damn, i wish i would've just stayed with the backflip with android software.

where is the mute button?

i really do enjoy doing transcription - however, i think the docs and pa's get a bit bored with the dictation from time to time.

the office i was typing for today has all male surgeons and physician assistants in it. the newest pa is dictating away and stumbles on the diagnosis of 'degenerative disk disease" and one of the bored? surgeons is listening in. this is how it went:

pa: d-d-disk ... uh degenerative disk disease

surgeon: degenerative dick disease

pa: ahhhh you fucker [laughter] you bastard [laughter] you bastard [laughter] fucker

/methinks somebody needs to show the new guy where the mute button is on his dictation machine.

usps consumer affairs

well yay for the usps consumer affairs! i had filed a complaint back in june regarding a package that i shipped to my dad. i had not heard anything back and assumed the complaint went into the trash.

this morning i get a call from a charles - usps consumer affairs - one level below the usps investigator. charles asked me about my complaint and i told him the details of it - how i had paid priority and tracking to ensure that the package would be delivered to my dad in the care center in a timely manner. the tracking showed it had been delivered, but every time i asked dad if he got it, for about it for 2-3 weeks, he said he never got it. keeping in mind that i had addressed it with the care center address and not dad's pobox.

finally, i called my brother - and sure enough, the post office took it upon themselves and delivered it to dad's pobox - even though that address was not even on the package. i was livid - to say the least. off to the computer i went to file a complaint.

charles of consumer affairs could not have been nicer, or more polite, or more humane. he listened to my vent and agreed that the post office was wrong. he assured me he would be calling the post master back and 'plant a bug' in his ear regarding his job when it comes to mail delivery.

about an hour later, i got another call back from charles. he stated that he had talked to the postmaster and that he is confident that it will not happen again. i told him that i may send a 'test' package - charles encouraged it and then gave me his personal number should i have any other problems.

we then went on to talk about books of all things! charles likes murder mysteries too and he lives in kansas city, and he served in the army in hawaii. oh yes, we had a very informative chat.

i think charles likes me :-)

they really break?

i was having internet problems the other day - and of course it is never anything on my end. so, i call the provider and bitch&moan. the gal (who sounded USA born & raised btw - {{{shock}}} walked me through a few steps and it was clear she had about as much patience for me as i had for her. in the end, she called it - it was the router.

i didn't think many of these electronic things ever actually broke - one gets bored with them or they lose their purpose as new technology replaces older ones - but to actually break? well, unless it is a cell phone that gets dropped in the toilet or is taken for a dip in the river, or some other irresponsible act - but to break when it seldom ever gets touched? how does that happen?

i'm now on a linksys e3000. the hardest part of setting it up was plugging the power cord in - which is a behind the desk, pinned between the wall and desk, and on the floor - well, that and sitting and waiting for the software to install.

as you can see though, i am back in business! yay me!

why are they not being arrested?

and this is why john mccain is a friggin piece of shit rino -

just how many sides of his mouth can he speak from?
and didn't he take an oath to uphold the constitution? and the laws of the land?
what an A_S_S_H_O_L_E

why don't they go back to their own fucking country instead of continuously trying to pull ours down to that level? if our country is pulled down to that level, there is no other country in the world to go to.

when i go to vegas next time ...

... i'm going to make a side trip to see the gold and silver shop and maybe i'll even get to meet the "pawn stars."

i don't know why, but i do enjoy watching that show.

manOman wish i was better at gambling

the cap'n and shar were at one of the local casinos this past weekend and since i had a free room, i went and spent the nite. it was great seeing the two of them again, as it always is. but that shar is a MUCH better gambler than me. she is able to stay with the poker machines until they start 'putting out.' (between you and me, i think she does something to them to scare the shit outta them.)

anyway, i get bored with the same thing after awhile, so i tend to mosey to the slots. this is clearly a danger zone for me i have found out.

when i was at that casino the last time, punching the buttons for 'mr. moneybags' a guy sat beside me and gave me a bit of an education on that type of machine. i tried to recall what he had told me about them during this trip. it actually worked for quite some time, and i had played it to the point where i recouped over 2/3 of what i had lost initially.

but then ...

i didn't cash out and walk away and everything i 'thought' i learned went out the window and everything i had recouped went right back into that machine ... ummm PLUS another $100.

it really pisses me off to like something that much and really SUCK at it.

needless to say, my reservation for next weekend is canceled.

hair versus whiskers

I sure wish the hair on my head grew as fast as the whiskers on my chin.

i'm thinking about a career change -

bearded lady

joking or zinger?

i'm typing away to one of the ortho surgeons and it is going along - blah blah blah - then the last paragraph the dictator says:

"Thank you again Richard, for allowing me to care for your patient. And, by the way, it is time for you to come back here and teach our residents here. We enjoyed teaching you during your training so well that we would love it if you would teach our brand new orthopedic residents how to be more of a physician and not just a carpenter, like the rest of us orthopods."

sooooooo, is this a valid request to join or a flat-out zinger ??? perhaps it is in response to something the dictator heard. wish i knew for sure - but the dictator did not chuckle when he finished.

at least he used the word carpenter rather than butcher, eh?