Monday, February 23, 2004

mice are clever little...mice.

Sarah and I each got a remote car starter, keyless entry kit for Christmas from my parents. I finally got around to hooking them up this past weekend. Actually, this was the first warm weekend during which we didn't have to study for exams. All told, the project took about 4 hours/car. It went pretty smoothly. Now Sarah and I can start/stop our cold, icy cars from the comfort of our kitchen :).

The kits we used were by bulldog security. Overall I'd say the install was not too difficult (though time consuming) and the range is ok. They advertised our model as reaching 800 feet. I'd say it can do about 150 feet-- but that's really all we need so no big deal. I find myself now looking forward to bad weather (hot or cold) so I can take full advantage of the remote start. strange, isn't it?

Moving along...

Hindsight is 20-20.
In my previous post I might have jumped the gun with declaring victory over the mice. I have found a couple dead mice throughout the house but only yesterday Shelley was greeted by a furry fiend while searching for something in the pantry. I think i have these little guys figured out now, though. At first i thought they were simply looking for food when they got into our poptarts and oatmeal. But now that they are hitting our canned goods, cereal, potatoes, and fruit snacks, I realize that these rodents are trying to starve us out! They must be hoarding this food somewhere-- they eat, by my estimates, 300lbs of food each day.

I hope the mice get a chance to see this because i want them to know this, and know it well: we won't give up the fight! Speedy Gonzales, Mighty Mouse, Fival, and Stuart cannot save you now.

Tuesday, February 17, 2004

give a man a mouse... err.

So I think we've got the mouse situation under control. We're not really sure what happened. Jon and I only really caught one and there were definately several of them. Maybe they ate all the poison, politely went outside, and buried themselves before they died. That would be ideal.

Anyhow, moving on. This past week I scheduled for classes. Everything I schedule for classes I am faced with the cumbersome task of figuring out when to take what. Since each class is offered a few different times, you have many potential schedules. Every quarter I vow to write a program that will do this for you. Well, my friends, this is the quarter. I've actually written and posted this program. Check it out.

I really, really appreciate any feedback you can provide regarding the program. The number-1 request so far has been to have all the course data already loaded. I'm trying to work something out the the OSU Registrar for this. Until then, unfortunately, you'll have to enter everything! I'm come up with something, really.

Tuesday, February 3, 2004

Superbowl, Superschool, Supermice

Superbowl.
Wow. Good game. I can't help but thinking of the Jackson Family History when J. Jackson exposes herself to a pg-rated crowd. And in all the interviews, after they ask her the standard "so you flashed america on network television questions", they always followup with "how's michael doing?". Well, I don't know the guy but I think I could answer that one. Oh man i just deleted a really bad joke. It was really bad. Think of a really bad joke you heard recently that made you laugh so hard you cried. Yep-- it was badder than that. I had to erase to keep things civil.

SuperSchool.
Man let me tell you, school is something else. School can drive you crazy. I'm looking back at my highschool days and thinking of those people who didn't want to go to college. I didn't understand but man, now I see their point.
Don't get me wrong, though, college is very important and definately worth it (i expect) but it's tough. Unless you're a business major. Just to graduate on time Sarah and Shelley are taking 22 hours next quarter! That's almost double the minimum for full time. They actually had to call to get permission to do this.
Along the same lines, I have 7 class that total 16 credit hours. WTF? So i'm taking a measly 16 hours...which translates to 1/2 dozen classes. I'm confused.
Anyway, to summarize, Shelley and Sarah study all time. I study less than I should but more than I'd like to, and no one has time for video games or movies. Aye!
I also see things on the news like some immigrants sailing accross the ocean in a 50 year old car (see pic) and i remind myself that school is probably my best bet. But again, I wonder. i'm an engineering student and I think, damn, how'd they get that car to sail?

SuperMice
Our house is infested with mice. Now at first, a mouse here and there is ok. Stuart Little needs a home, too, you know. But now the fury fuckers are eating our food and running around our entire house. The landlard (Pella) tells me that having laid out poison bait traps, the mice are now more visible because they are sick. I guess they just want some help, "Hey you! Yeah you! I'm dying and I'll show it by scaring everyone and eating all your food! MUAHAHAHAHA".
Though, this can't be all talk--some of them must be dying-- because there is an AWFUL smell to our house anytime the furnace comes on. Yay. Pella's response to that was "ewwwww, i'll call you back". Still waiting for that call....

To summarize recent events, the superbowl wasn't so super, superschool isn't so super, and supermice eat a lot and smell bad when they die in your walls. And the landlard (pella, pellaco.com) doesn't care. But hey! It's sunny outside (and 4F degrees).