Writing to write

I suppose, dear Mythical Reader, that as your mad admin I should post something, here on this last day of the year. If only to make my post count for the year slightly higher.

However, these days saying anything of note just brings trouble. Most anything I have to say about anything going on the world aren’t worth the trouble to say, and are already being said by someone else anyway. Usually said better than a mad admin would say it, as well.

I could tell more of my personal life, I suppose, but the details of a lonely old man who is slowly going mad — well, okay, more mad — are hardly of any import.

Things from the past

I finally got the old Windows 7 computer, that I’ve been dragging behind me in a moving box for the last three years, up and running again. There were no hardware problems with it, other than I’m not sure if it’s the mini-Display Port port on my monitor, or the Display Port on the video card, which doesn’t work. Or maybe the cable was bad. I used to use DVI or whatever on the old monitor lo those many years ago, but I can’t use it with the current monitor; fortunately I had an HDMI cable and both the monitor and video card speak HDMI.

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Hobbies passed by

The problem with being interested in a lot of things, is that you don’t usually have time for everything that you’re interested in. Work especially takes up a lot of time for most people. Now that I’m retired, I have loads more time, but not enough money.

Such is life.

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Well, it mostly came

Yes, the IKEA stuff came, but not all of it. Of the many items which were ordered, one small file cabinet and the corner brackets for the bookcases weren’t on the pallet with the rest of my order. At least that’s what the driver claimed. Why they sent out just one guy to carry all that stuff in, I do not know.

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It comes!

Well, the IKEA delivery folks are scheduled for next week. It’ll probably take me a month to, very slowly, put together all the drawers and bookcases and display cases I have ordered. The bookcases will require me to hoist my aching knees up the ladder, I’m afraid. Falling off has a higher probability than I would like to admit.

If I never post again, know that your mad admin died under an avalanche of particle board. There are worse ways to go.