Still Here

It's been awhile since I wrote. I thought I'd check in, though not much is going on.

I performed surgery on Spike (the netbook) this week. One of the reasons I hadn't been doing anything that involved a lot of typing is, after spilling that drink into Spike's keyboard, I felt fortunate that it hadn't killed him, but the keys were very sticky. It had been getting worse and worse, and finally last weekend I couldn't take it anymore. So I popped all the keys off and cleaned everything.

It's better, but still not quite 'right' - not totally back to normal. I think that's because I didn't actually remove all those little 'scissors mechanisms' and clean inside them - I just cleaned the tops of them, and around the sides. But apparently some of the stickiness is from the gunk having gotten actually inside those mechanisms.

I don't yet know what I'm going to do about that. I don't relish the idea of taking the keyboard apart again, and worse, having to take all those little mechanisms apart - getting those back together is a major pain in the ass. (I didn't remove them this last time, which is probably why it's not as clean as it could have been).

But it is better than it was, so that's something. Maybe I'll just do a couple at a time, over however long it takes to get through them all.

The band took a break after the season, but we'll be starting back up this weekend. I needed the break, but I'm kind of looking forward to getting back to it (which is a good thing). We're going to start working on our CD, which I'm kind of psyched about. I wrote a new song last week that I want to work on.

And even better, we're getting a wonderful weekend of warm weather. It's going to be in the high 70s the rest of the week (well, after today) and maybe in the 80s Saturday. Totally awesome. I'll get to go play in the yard.

Something's going wonky with my truck - it's making a scary grinding noise from somewhere underneath near the back, not all the time, just randomly and sporadically. I took it in to my regular mechanic yesterday, but he couldn't find anything wrong. The next step, I guess, would be to take it to the local Ford garage and have them maybe actually take things apart and look inside, but I dread that hassle (and expense).

However, I don't want to spend our first beautiful 80-degree Saturday sitting at the Ford dealership, but I am also concerned about letting this go. So I'm torn as to what to do about that this week.

And that's why I haven't been writing. Nothing else interesting at all going on. But, I just heard the Poo squeaking his toy, which means he's awake, so I'll go say good morning to him.