Big red buttons and telekinesis

At my work, there is a fascinating big red button. This button is magical, and will cause power to be cut to our computer server room, which allegedly will protect the servers in the event of a fire and subsequent triggering of the sprinkler system.

Legend has it that once the big red button is pushed, it literally takes hours to bring all the servers back online. Jokingly, we dare each other to push the big red button such that we can leave work, and go home early. Alas, it has a protective cover on it to prevent 'accidental' pressage.

Now, we do get our fair share of false fire alarms, and drills in this building, and all file out orderly-llike and head off to our muster point. The button is not pushed for these occasions.

Someday, in the future, there will likely be a need for the button to be pushed, but alas, we will not. Why? Because we have been conditioned not to. Once we get outside and realize there actually is a fire somewhere in the building, surely we will not be allowed back inside to push the button.

So really, this sad little button serves no purpose.

In the meantime, however, I am working on my telekinetic powers. There has to be a way to leave no evidence on the button cover. For it'd be fantastic if this shift would end right about... now.









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Being grounded doesn't always suck

Well, there had to be one in here somewhere, it's time for the touchy-feely post.

Soaking up sunshine is
important.

Wait!!!  Don't run away!!

It's not that touchy-feely.  It's kind of an ode to my animals.  When I say grounded, I don't mean as in you did something really bad, and now you're not allowed to watch TV, leave the house, or phone your friends.  Or have to stay in your room.  That never worked on me, my room was my little heaven, full of sci-fi books, puzzles, crafty bits...

Whoops... digression again...

Anyways.  When I say grounded I mean as in firmly on terra firma, stuck in the 'here'.  No... I didn't suck back a whole bunch of helium and start to float away and be saved by my animals either.

Naps are important.

Seriously, people, where do you get these ideas?!  As if a person could really legally purchase that much helium anyways.  I mean it's illegal.

What's that you say?  It's not?  Hmmmm...

Ahem.  Right...

Back to my animals.  I have 6 dogs, 4 cows, and had a cat up until Christmas when she passed away (I still miss her so much).  And they all are (and were), in a word, awesome.

Do you ever have those days when it just seems the Universe is out to get you?  Every driver lacking any skillsets related to driving seem to find you on your commute?  Crappy customer service?  Bad news?  Etc, etc?

Now come on.  Don't lie.  I know you have those days, every one does once in awhile!

I'm sure animals must look at us chasing our schedules, answering that nagging cell phone, and sitting in our media-infested bubbles and think we're all nuts.  As in certifiable.  Really, our world is only as complicated as we make it with our thoughts and actions.

Grinning is important.

Whenever I am having one of those days, my animals bring me back to reality.  They remind me that all that shit doesn't really matter, what matters is smiling like you don't have a care in the world, wagging your tail (we all have one, you know), chewing your cud, and just laying in the sunshine soaking up some rays.  Oh and naps.  They remind me that naps are very important as well.  

In trying to keep up with the here and now, however, I guess I'll leave my life a wee bit complicated in the meantime, because without my computer-media-bubble, I would have no blog! But I know my animals will make it all better at the end of the day despite the pictures not displaying properly or the internet being flaky.

And that, my friends, is why they are awesome!