There’s a reasonable explanation…right?

So, I’m spending some time cleaning up my email, trying to clean out my inbox.  Wait…some backstory.  I am still a “member” on match.com, but I don’t have an active account and my profile has been hidden for months (which means no one can see me, even if they search for my username).  Because I’m still a “member,” I still get emails from match with potential matches.  For those of you who don’t know, these emails have I think 16 pictures of potential matches for you to review, see if you like what you see, etc.  I’ve continued to get these emails mostly out of curiosity, to see if I knew anyone on there, maybe some guys I’ve dated in the past.  And, yes, I also wanted to see if The Pilot came back up for any reason, although he “got off” match a while ago.

So, back to my story – cleaning out my email, including these match emails.  I scan the photos, and hit delete.  And I happened upon one dated 11/12.  And – well, I’m sure you’ve guessed by now – The Pilot’s picture popped up.  So I logged onto match, searched his user name, and found him…active within the last 24 hours. 

WTF?  I thought everything was going well with us?  I don’t understand.  What happened?

There’s a reasonable explanation…right?

Before you start in on me, I fully intend to ask him about it when I talk to him.  But in the meantime, I’m not going to freak out.

Who am I kidding?  OF COURSE I’M FREAKING OUT!  What happened?

Techno-Curse

I think I pissed off the Tech Gods.  Not only was my internet out for a week, but the thumb drive that held my NaNoWriMo book and most of my new business venture stuff crashed…or whatever it is thumb drives do.  So, needless to say, I’m not winning NaNoWriMo this year. 

So, my internet has been going in and out for a while now.  Then, it just died completely.  I thought maybe the cable modem went out, so I went up to the cable company and exchanged the modem.  But that wasn’t the problem.  Monday night The Pilot tried hooking up the new modem, with no luck.  He called the cable company and did the troubleshooting while I cooked dinner – thank god, because I hate doing troubleshooting, and really hate troubleshooting computer stuff.  Nothing worked though, so they set up a tech to come out and take a look.

I groaned.  I was trying so hard to avoid having a tech out.  Why?  Not because of the god-awful hours that they make you wait.  No, I could deal with that.  But I’ve been getting cable for free for a while now (not stealing, mind you – they just never came out to turn it off when I cancelled it) and I was worried the cable guy would switch it off while he was here.  But, internet is far more important than cable, and I can watch TV on the internet, so I figured I’d deal.

So, cable guy came out, found a bad splitter BEHIND the wall plate (I always thought it was a splitter issue, I just didn’t think it would be one I couldn’t see), and I have internet again.

And I still have cable.

So, now I’m catching up on everything online related.  And mourning the loss of a thumb drive.

Learn Something About…Green Grass and High Tides

“Green Grass and High Tides” is a song by the band The Outlaws, and was released in 1975.  It’s my mom’s favorite song, and the timing is right enough that I may have been conceived to its tune, which is why I think she likes it so much.   It has two loooonnnngggg guitar solos, so that the song is nearly 10 minutes in length.  That may be why it’s a more advanced song on Rock Band, because it was actually fairly easy to play (says the one who sang it and forced others who had never heard it before to play the guitar and drums).

The lyrics, for your enjoyment:

In a place you only dream of
Where your soul is always free
Silver stages, golden curtains
Filled my head, plain as can be
As a rainbow grew round the sun
All the stars I’ve love who died
Came from somewhere beyond the scene you see
These lovely people played just for me

 

Now if I let you see this place
Where stories all ring true
Will you let me past your face
To see what’s really you
It’s not for me I ask these questions
As though I were a king
For you have to love, believe and feel
Before the burst of tambourines take you there

(chorus)
Green grass and high tides forever
Castles of stone souls and glory
Lost faces say we adore you
As kings and queens bow and play for you

Those who don’t believe me
Find your souls and set them free
Those who do, believe and love
As time will be your key
Time and time again I’ve thanked them
For a piece of mind
They helped me find myself
Amongst the music and the rhyme
That enchants you there(repeat chorus)

 

 

Life gets in the way

As someone pointed out, I haven’t been blogging lately.  There’s a variety of reasons for that – in no particular order:  NaNoWriMo, computer problems (I think my wireless router is dying – do they do that?), some minor medical concerns (and tests),  some semblence of a dating life (things with The Pilot are good, thank you for asking), and (drumroll please) I’ve been working on starting a part-time business.

More info soon, I promise. 

On another note, a sad good-bye to my friend over at Angst & Fiction.  She has decided to move on to a more anonymous blog.  She will be missed, and I hope I stumble across her new blog in the future.