Vidyartha College FaceBook virus

Apparently there’s a worm or a virus going around Facebook.  

If you’re surfing through there, and are asked to update any software, Don’t!   This thing has been said to grab hold of your system and take over.   It will also take control of your Facebook account and mail all your friends to surf you and then they’re infected too. Facebook is saying its a Bug not a Virus, but treat it as a virus and be safe.

Mostly its hitting people in India or those with friends there.  Predictable with a name like Vidyartha but thats a different story since that is a college in Sri Lanka.

Currently there is no cure for this virus, er bug.

A few days ago, I did a long winded explanation on how to scan your PC for viruses using Microsoft’s tool.   If you’re on windows, and you’re not totally confident about your protection, the link below will give you full and long winded directions on how to scan your PC.   You’ll need your favorite soft drink, a block of “quiet time” and an internet connection for that.   Since you can read this, you have two out of three…

http://www.ramblingmoose.com/2009/09/microsoft-windows-virus-protection-for.html

Rollerblading on Schuylkill River Trail Review

Looking at this picture, its not a very pretty scene is it.   To me that is a view of fun.  What you’re looking at is a section of the Schuylkill River Trail in Conshohocken PA.   

This trail runs roughly from the Art Museum in Center City Philadelphia at the Rocky Steps for 22 miles out through Conshohocken, Norristown, and Valley Forge to the Perkiomen Creek Trail in Montgomery County, PA.   I skated that trail for about 10 years, and a total of over 20,000 miles to date.   

The trail is continuous through the length and is a jewel for the region.   I was fortunate enough to be close enough to skate a segment of it whenever I wished.  No cars, few intersections to worry about, very few bad spots with gravel.   This was 22 miles of Black Ice.   There were a few rough spots where there was a sharp incline or a curve, and one hill in particular that was at a railroad style incline for about a mile.  That was my definition of fun, skating down that over 15 miles per hour with some Armin van Buuren “A State of Trance” podcast DJ set running on the head phones on a clear crisp day with little wind.

One of the days when I get back to Philadelphia, my plans are to drive back to my old parking area and skate this section again.   The trails here are nowhere near as long and comprehensive as this.   The best one I’ve found in Broward County was at Pompano Airpark and that one is only a 5 mile loop.  Every time I get a chance to speak with someone in command of a Parks and Recreation budget I put my two cents in for a “multipurpose asphalt paved trail of a minimum length of a mile”.   Why not?  It’s worth your life here to try to cross the street on foot let alone on Rollerblades 8 or 10 wheels.

He said, She said – Some PG Humor

A Wonderful Woman I know up in Philly has sent me some jokes I thought I’d share…
I wonder what she’s trying to tell me?  Hmmmm…..

He said, She said

He said to me . . . I don’t know why you wear a bra; you’ve got nothing to put in it.
I said to him . . . You wear pants don’t you?

He said to me . . ….. Shall we try swapping positions tonight?
She said . That’s a good idea – you stand by the ironing board while I sit on the sofa!

He said to me. … What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?
I said to him . ….Turn sideways and look in the mirror!

He said to me. ….. Why don’t women blink during foreplay?
I said to him … . They don’t have time

He said to me. . How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?
I said to him .. . We don’t know; it has never happened.

He said to me.. . Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and Good- looking?
I said to him . . . They already have boyfriends.

I said…What do you call a woman who knows where her husband is every night?
He said. .. . A widow.

He said to me . .. . Why are married women heavier than single women?
I said to him . . . Single women come home, see what’s in the fridge and go to bed. Married women come home, see what’s in bed and go to the fridge.

SEND THIS TO A SMART WOMAN WHO NEEDS A LAUGH AND TO THE GUYS YOU THINK CAN HANDLE IT

Swiffer Review

The executive summary is that I ended up with a Swiffer when my partner went to Publix looking for a sponge refill to my old fashioned mop.   After using it I found it to be unsuitable and am using up supplies as fast as I can manage since in this case, the Old School Method is the best.   In other words…
Why Swiffer Sucks… and the Curmudgeonly Rant Begins:
1) The Pads have a Scent.   Whoever decided in their focus groups to perfume this thing should be locked in a room with that scent and made to smell it for the rest of their lives.   There’s a distinct floral scent to the premoistened towelettes that you attach to the Swiffer head.   Go about your work and the stuff dries and soaks into the grout and whatever is left on the floor.    After a while you notice that the scent has changed to something smelling like dusty flowers.   Open the windows please?
2) The pads are good only for small areas.   I live in a smallish house.  1200 Square feet and all of that are tile or terrazzo floors.   If I used a sponge mop it wouldn’t be a problem, I’d have a bucket and rinse the thing out and I’d be able to re-soap the floor and get everything… Spic and Span.  Or Pine Sol.  Or even Windex.   Swiffers run out of their moistened towelette “goodness” after doing about 3/4 of my kitchen.    By then they’re too dry to finish the floor and are beginning to make mud out of the dirt they’ve moved around in a distant parody of “Cleaning”.   So you get out another premoistened towelette or do what I do and spray down a mix of 8 parts water and 1 part Pine Sol and get the job done.
3) You can’t reuse the pads.  Single use only.   They are designed to be thrown away after one use so they’re not very resilient and you can’t really use them to Scrub the floors, merely “lick the floors” as Mom used to say.   Mom would hate these things.  Don’t make Mom angry, go visit O’Cedar and make Mom happy.   Or the teenager who is press-ganged into doing the cleaning.
4) You can’t clean pads while mopping.  So you have a medium kitchen, you are trying to get the job done and keep your hands dry like Swiffer promises?   You decided to just spray down a mix of cleaners and use the original pad you started with?   By the time you get to the other end of your 15 by 6 kitchen, your pads are now looking very grimy.  Take them to the sink and try to clean them.  You may get away with that but now your hands are wet.   O’Cedar wins again!
5) They more expensive.  Buy the mop head at roughly the same price of an old style mop.   Get a box of Swiffer Refills at roughly the price of a sponge mop head.  So you just bought a box of premoistened paper towel like things containing like 12 or 24 of them.   I don’t know about you, but I’ve had the same mop since I moved in this house 3 years ago, and only used up one mop head.   If I mop my floors weekly, we’re talking around 150 cleanings.   See what I mean?   UGH!  I hate Planned Obsolescence!
6) They are bad for the environment.   More packaging that should be recycled, more obsolete premoistened towelettes that should partially degrade in a landfill in 500 years since there is a plastic scrubby strip on the things I have here.   Give me a cellulose sponge any day.   Ok, I know they’re not truly cellulose but they’ll degrade about as much as those stupid scrubby strips.
7) Flimsy equipment.  I’ll admit I’m rough on things.   I’m 6’4″ and 220 pounds.  I throw my back into scrubbing the floor.   I don’t want stuff in crevasses and corners.   So when I lean on that flimsy aluminium pole that is held together with toothpicks, er, plastic bits, I am concerned when I see the entire thing flex.   Low bid design or Chinese Construction?
8) You must use original swiffer pads for best results.  I have tried to get around this a couple ways.   The local store brand leaves a film.   The original dampening fluid in the premoistened towelettes may stink but it does go away and evaporate into the atmosphere… leaving a dusty flowery smell.   *SNEEZE*  I even tried using regular paper towels the one time I got caught without backup supplies and that was just a joke.   Think about mopping 600 square feet of Florida Tile with Paper Towels.   Can we say “Comedy of errors” children?
When I finally use up supplies I think I’m going to happily back my car over this comically bad piece of Marketing Genius.   Then I’ll drive to Publix and get a refill for my old standby O’Cedar Mop.

Googlle or the Google Doodle that confused people

Today, September 27, 2009 is Google’s 11th Birthday.

Get it?  Googlle?   If you hover over the Google Doodle, you get a hint to what they’re on about.

Its written that way as a typographical nod to their anniversary.   When we used to use manual typewriters, we used to have one font for the most part, Courier.   Many typewriters, including the Post War Era beast of a manual that I grew up using for term papers and the like simply did not have a 1 key.   A discrete key for the digit One was overkill because a lower case l (L or “Ell”) looked like a one and people just typed that way.   The whole Leet Speek is an echo of that where they use numbers to represent letters in an effort to confuse those outside of their own clan.   Spelling Elite as 1337 and the like.  

Personally I prefer Gill Sans and use it everywhere, but people sometimes wonder why my printed correspondence looks like it was written by London Underground.

Congress Hall, Cape May NJ

What you’re seeing is a Historically Significant Building.   This is the Congress Hall Hotel in Cape May, NJ.   Way South Jersey, near the southernmost point where the Delaware River meets the Atlantic Ocean.
I liked the scene.  I had paid a visit just before I moved to Florida, and we spent the day walking around looking at trinkets both two legged and in stores in their quaint shopping district.   The Rockers are nice and comfortable, and it affords you a great view of the ocean.   The place was a playground for the rich in the 1800s and early 1900s, fell into the hands of a church and then into disrepair.   The rehab of the building turned it into a fully functioning resort and a Victorian marvel that was worth the visit.