I got a really nice looking piece of junk mail today. It was from Wake Forest -- not the town, but the university (which confusingly moved from Wake County to near Winston-Salem in the 1940s). Couldn't think why WFU would postally spam me, but....
They were plugging their "MA in management" program. Their slogan was "(MA)ximize Career Potential": apparently they have a master's program in management from their B-school that's not an MBA. Still not sure why they sent me this, but.... The letter fell out. "After graduation, a world of possibilities." Uh....
The body of the letter started: "With the culmination of your child's college education approaching,..."
A professor once told me a joke about university presidents. It went something like "A university president has three jobs: provide parking for the faculty, sports for the alumni, and sex for the undergraduates." Perhaps one of my almae matres did too good a job on the last. But I suspect they actually didn't do well enough.
Despite my putative high level of net.geek.cred, I'd never heard of "Rickrolling" until the last day of March. LJ used a blog they set up to Rickroll their users as an April Fools Day joke; I went on to use their blog and Rickrolled a few folks myself. So Rickroll on with your bad selves! What are you waiting for? [P.S.: If you need to hide your attempts to Rickroll -- well, that's easily enough done. :) ]
Entropy, and the eventual heat-death of the universe, suck.
Most of you know that my hearing is poor.
Some of you know I occasionally wear hearing aids.
Some of you, especially regular readers here, know I lost both hearing aids last October.
You might also remember or know that someone recovered one of the hearing aids on the street a few blocks away. I got it a day or two later.
You may not know this: I almost immediately lost it again. I was pretty embarrassed about it: losing a pair of $5000.00 hearing aids is bad enough, but then spitting in fate's face by losing the found one again is downright -- well, downright something or other. And I was pretty sure it was somewhere around the house, and not out on the street this time. But I couldn't find it. Of course, lots of things could have happened to it. The really ugly scenarios involved one of the dogs.
I'm positive very few of you know that I just re-found one hearing aid a little while ago. I took some things over to a friend's house. I'd left one thing in the car, and left the window open. When I went back out to the car, I just stuck my head in the window. I couldn't really reach what I wanted, so at some point I opened the door. My head was at an unusual angle compared to the car at some part of this procedure. I saw something flash down next to the seat. It looked like a quarter, or maybe a nickel. "Oooh -- money!" I thought. I opened the door -- or maybe it was already open -- but I bent down to look at the possible coin.
It was a nickel. Yay.
Something was underneath it.
The "something" was hard to see: it had an irregular outline, was partly a matte brown, and partly clear/translucent/transparent. It was a hearing aid. My twice-missing one.
I picked it up and looked at it. It didn't look obviously fucked up. It had been in there for somewhere around 5 months. Hell, a few days ago, I accidentally left the window open on that side, and we got maybe an inch of rain. Some carpet in there is still moist, which is why I'm still leaving the window open.
Electronics don't like water.
I stuck the hearing aid in my ear and turned it on. The batteries in those things don't last long after they're opened.
The damn thing beeped and turned on, just like it's supposed to. :)
Assuming that I ever get the money to buy replacement(s), I will have saved myself about $2500.
Entropy can never be totally defeated. But sometimes you can make some headway.