FMC 3.0

So work sucked. A DOS attack yesterday afternoon left things quite in shambles, and dropped a bit of mess into our laps. We muddled through, and survived the night with little to no casualties.

Then, on the way south this morning, I was held up by a State Police vehicle that was doing 10 miles under the speed limit. Nobody would pass him. It was your standard issue cruiser, it was a big Winnebago wanna be that was designed for some special purpose. It was marked E.O.D. Unit - but I could place what it was. Eventually traffic thinned out and I was able to resume my normal speeds south. Once I got back to the ‘Net, I looked it up. The E.O.D. Unit is the Explosive Ordinance Disposal Unit. That’s right, I was held up by the Bomb Squad. I at least hope they were going somewhere to do interesting things.

It also got nice and chilly this morning - nearly down to 40 degrees when I left the office. ‘Bout damn time it got cold. I’m not a big fan of the heat. One say soon I’ll throw open all the windows, let the cold air in, and say “Bring it On, Jack Frost!”

Oh, and I finally caught Lost. I like how they told the same story they did last week, and ended it in exactly the right place, and we didn’t learn much. Hooray for blue balls! Oh well, all is not lost (no pun intended) since Michelle Rodriguez shows up next week. Good timing too, the island was starting to look like a sausage factory. I would recap, but those who watch it saw it, and those who don’t couldn’t give a crap. If you do want some Lost brain candy, go here.

And I slept through Smallville. Hopefully that’ll make itself available shortly, and I can catch up.