Archive for April 24th, 2008

24 Apr 2008 Your Age By Dining Math
Author: Gail |  Category: Memes, Polls, Quizzes  | 5 Comments

What??? How does this work? It’s correct! Try it and see if it works for you. I’ll put in a little poll at the end after publishing so you can answer in one click.

(DON’T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!)

It takes less than a minute. Work this out as you read. Be sure you don’t read the bottom until you’ve worked it out! This is not one of those waste of time things, it’s fun.

1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to go out to eat. (More than once but less than 10)
2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)
3. Add 5
4. Multiply it by 50
5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1758… if you haven’t, add 1757.
6. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born.

You should have a three digit number. The first digit of this was your original number. (i.e., How many times you want to go out to restaurants in a week.)

The next two numbers are YOUR AGE!

THIS IS THE ONLY YEAR (2008) IT WILL EVER WORK, SO SPREAD IT AROUND WHILE IT LASTS.

Anyone have a guess at how this works?

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24 Apr 2008 With Spring Comes Feline Fascination
Author: Gail |  Category: Critters + Creatures, Xena & Beano  | Leave a Comment

Since the new windows were installed in late January, the room at the back of the house has been occupied. In about a week, the room will be free again and I suspect the cats will be the main occupants, judging by their intense fascination for the gigantic trees in the backyard filled with birds and squirrels:

Xena window traffic
the giant tree full of squirrels and birds

In other kitty news, on Tuesday one of them peed on the same carpet spot that I’ve been trying to clean for two weeks. My friend mentioned to me last weekend that cats don’t like the smell of mothballs, so to keep a neighbourhood cat from spraying her front door repeatedly, she’s crushed some mothballs and put them under her front doormat and so far that’s worked.

UGH! I hate the smell of mothballs, but I hate the smell of cat pee more! I wonder if I gate the stairs, that will stop the peeing? Or will he/she go somewhere else??

24 Apr 2008 What Do Raccoons And PHP Have In Common?
Author: Gail |  Category: Critters + Creatures, gailatlarge.com  | Leave a Comment

Nothing, except this post. Unless raccoons in the new millennia have tired of raiding rubbish bins and moved on to coding websites.

PHP: The wonkiness regarding password-protected posts has nothing to do with your machine and everything to do with Apache files and my website needing a full migration from PHP4 to PHP5. Apparently this started a while ago, even before the upgrade to WordPress 2.5, but I have to do a bit more research before I continue with the changes, otherwise I will break my site completely. I had to make some mods yesterday to make it possible to get into that last PWP-3 post at all.

So, if you have the password for the category of posts labelled PWP-3, for now the only way to get in (unless you’re a hacker) is to enter the password into the field and click the POST TITLE, not the “submit” button. You may have to clear your cache and then make a couple of attempts, it seems to vary between machines. I’ve tried it on PC and Mac (not Linux, though), and Firefox, IE, and Safari. Once I get everything migrated, that submit button should be working again.

Enough of that, on to the raccoons!

At 6:00 yesterday morning there was some rustling around the skylight directly above my head. It was getting light, and I could just make out some ears…

… then a tail… of a big raccoon — doing what, I do not know — and Beano FROZE. Xena was probably sleeping on the recliner, but Beano is always beside me. I didn’t want the raccoon hanging around and making the skylight filthy and freaking out the cats, so I had to get rid of it.

How do you get rid of a raccoon?? First I got the flashlight and tried to blind him (her?), but that didn’t work (of course). The only other thing to do was bang on the skylight, but what if it just made the raccoon angry and bang back? Great, just what I need: wake up to a raccoon face directly above my head, staring at me angrily and shaking his fist. I already have two cats waking me up in the morning, crying for food.

Thankfully, the raccoon decided it was more interested in possible food caches in the eaves of the house and moseyed away. And hopefully that will be my last raccoon-in-the-skylight post, otherwise I’ll have to wear one of those airplane eyemasks to bed.