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Drag n Dropout

Im the systems administrator for our company, were approaching 200 users and have a decent sized network. Peoples main duties during the day are to access CAD files on our main file server. When starting a new job, they create a project folder under the proper year, month folder on the server. It was pointed out around noon yesterday that there were a range of files missing on the server. Cries of "The server is having some problems" or "the network sure is acting weird" began to filter down. After doing some research we found the missing jobs were in a 2004 folder nested under the 2001 folder. Everything was put back where it belongs. Another computer illiterate mullethead accidentally drug the file panicked an stopped it, never bothering to tell anyone. Another prime example of the network is guilty until proven innocent.

AIF (Audiobooking is Fundamental)

One of my other big hobbies is to listen to audiobooks on my spiffy Ipod. I have been downloading books from Usenet for almost 3 years now and have almost 90 CD's of audiobooks in .mp3 format (probalbly over 200 audiobooks). I listen to and from work, and can complete a book in a couple of weeks. With all that is going on these days, I NEVER have time to physically read anymore, so audiobooks are a way to stay semi-cultured and up on todays pop literature. Today I began to catalog all the books with their descriptions in single webpage so I can access whats what in a single location. I got about 20 cd's into it and realized what a task this will be.

Survivor Redux

With the finale of Survivor last week, (and a filler show airing this week) marks what I like to call Survivor Drought. This is the lull that happens before the next season of Survivor starts. Survivor 9 (rumored locales are Vanuatu and even deep in a Nevada desert) probably will not start until next fall. What to do in the mean time? Buy the DVD's of season 1 and watch them on Thursday night to carry you into the new season. How BAD is that! Since there is one more (albeit filler) episode of Survivor: All Stars, we decided to start tonight instead of the traditional Thursday. It was really neat to watch the first episode of the first season. There were no previous strategies, you were watching them develop strategies that are still used today, 8 series later. I had forgotten how arrogant Richard Hatch (the eventual winner) was, but when he stated 15 minute into the episode that they should go ahead and write the million dollar check out to him, cause he already has it won, I was quickly reminded. I guess he backed it up. (No pun intended).

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