{"id":1854,"date":"2015-08-19T01:29:27","date_gmt":"2015-08-19T01:29:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/?p=1854"},"modified":"2015-08-19T01:29:27","modified_gmt":"2015-08-19T01:29:27","slug":"haunted-spider-strange-blood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/2015\/08\/19\/haunted-spider-strange-blood\/","title":{"rendered":"haunted, spider, strange, blood"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Went to the last of the summer outdoor ballets last Friday in Akron. The first piece was amazing &#8211; lots of really fluid movement across the stage and almost inhuman grace. The rest, to my mind, was less so.<\/p>\n<p>Hey, I tried.<\/p>\n<p>That first piece also had some amazing music and I wasn&#8217;t the only one to get out my phone and Shazam the hell out of it.<\/p>\n<p>It was &#8220;Tremors&#8221;, by an artist called SOHN. I&#8217;m been listening to it a lot since then &#8211; just amazing and such a haunting sound. And with headphones? Just&#8230; wow. Got the CD on order and looking forward to enjoying more of this talent.<\/p>\n<p>You can check out the Youtube here: https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=tu2mVP6xee0<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<br \/>\nSwitching gears a bit&#8230; Spiders. I&#8217;m generally okay with spiders and won&#8217;t go out of my way to kill them. Live and let live and&#8230; well&#8230; avoid. However, one of these little creatures decided to build a web between the corner of my house and the support post for my porch roof.<\/p>\n<p>Directly in the path to leave my house and go to my garage.<\/p>\n<p>Naturally, I blundered into this, destroyed the web, and sent the spider scrambling. I did the usual trashing about to get the web off me, then went on my way. The next time I came that way, the spider had rebuilt the web &#8211; in the exact same spot &#8211; and I blundered into it again. Destruction, scramble, thrashing &#8211; again.<\/p>\n<p>The next time I came through there, I saw the spider &#8211; in the newly built web in the same spot &#8211; and managed to stop before I hit it. I paused a moment, then went out into the yard and around the gate to miss the web and still be on my way.<\/p>\n<p>I felt bad for the spider. All that work for some clumsy giant biped to come along and crash into it. Spiders don&#8217;t really live that long and it seemed really determined to build in that spot.<\/p>\n<p>So, with a little caution, I managed to avoid the really beautiful web and let the spider do its thing.<\/p>\n<p>Right up until this morning when I forgot about the web and in the dim light managed to blunder into it again. This time, the spider was knocked to the ground and was seemingly gone.<\/p>\n<p>The web was rebuilt when I got home this evening and I managed to avoid it. The spider was, I guess, okay &#8211; though one of us, clearly, is an idiot. I hope it&#8217;s the spider.<\/p>\n<p>[If you&#8217;re on the web today, little spider, I&#8217;m sorry.]<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<br \/>\nI dropped my car off last night at the dealership to get it looked it regarding the missing odometer.<\/p>\n<p>They were still open so I parked the car and went in to let them know I was dropping it off in person instead of using a dropbox. The technician asked me to wait while he went and pulled the car in. I gave him the keys and he pulled it into the garage &#8211; and sat in the running car for a few minutes while I waited. He then turned the car off and got out.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well, that was strange,&#8221; he said and I readily agreed.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I was trying to get the mileage and it wasn&#8217;t there,&#8221; he continued and we talked for a few moments about what else was missing from the display.<\/p>\n<p>I signed some paperwork, verified my phone number, and was on my way.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Strange&#8221; in car repairs would most likely equate to &#8220;Uncommon&#8221; &#8211; which I&#8217;m guessing is a synonym of &#8220;Expensive&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>But, still, kinda cool to have a &#8220;new&#8221; problem. As a computer guy, I deal with all kinds of computer problems everyday &#8211; and they are usually pretty routine.<\/p>\n<p>[And, truth be told, it&#8217;s a wonder that computers work at all.]<\/p>\n<p>But sometimes I&#8217;ll get something weird that really peaks my interest. Those get a little more of my time and detective skills to work out. I like a little bit of a challenge and something a little out of the ordinary.<\/p>\n<p>They called me this afternoon and told me that it was the computer having trouble communicating with one of the parts. They cleared the error codes and&#8230; everything came back to normal.<\/p>\n<p>Essentially, they rebooted my car.<\/p>\n<p>And fortunately, they didn&#8217;t charge me for it &#8211; though they said if it goes again the replacement part is $400. And, of course, my warranty expired 2 weeks ago. Which would explain why the guy that sold me the car and the service manager were <em>so<\/em> eager to have me trade in the car and get a new one &#8211; even though I&#8217;ve had the car just slightly (2 weeks) over three years.<\/p>\n<p>Hmmm&#8230;smells like Planned Obsolescence to me. But I might just be cynical.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<br \/>\nI got a scratch on the bridge of my nose &#8211; guess I must have nicked it with a fingernail. It scabbed over quickly and was no big deal. However, the combination of glasses, swim goggles, and pool water irritated the cut and loosened the scab. When I got out of the pool and started to dry off, I knocked the scab loose and started bleeding.<\/p>\n<p>A lot. Like, Carrie levels of blood.<\/p>\n<p>The blood welled up from a tiny abrasion on my skin and ran down my nose. I grabbed a paper towel and put direct pressure on it and gave it a few minutes while I continued to drip dry.<\/p>\n<p>When I felt enough time had passed, I pulled the paper towel away.<\/p>\n<p>And the blood welled up, unabated, and started to run down my nose again.<\/p>\n<p>More paper towels and then &#8211; &#8220;How do I deal with this &#8211; without getting blood all over everything?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>So, with care, I managed to hold the paper towel to my nose with one hand and get out of my speedo with the other. \u00a0Yeah, not my most graceful.<\/p>\n<p>It took me twice as long, but I managed to get dressed one handed and then checked under the paper towel.<\/p>\n<p>Nope, still gushing.<\/p>\n<p>Fresh paper towel, then out to the front desk. The lifeguard at the desk was wearing a fanny pack and seemed <em>really<\/em> excited to be able to use the first aid supplies there &#8211; if only to offer me a band-aid.<\/p>\n<p>Back to the restroom and got my cut covered up. With my glasses back on, the small band-aid wasn&#8217;t noticeable. Last night, the bleeding had finally stopped when I took the band-aid off. But, I didn&#8217;t want to risk opening it back up in my sleep accidentally &#8211; and turning my bed into a horror movie &#8211; so I put a fresh band-aid on. I took it off before my big meeting today and it was fine.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not really weirded out by blood, but was a little un-nerved that the &#8220;direct pressure&#8221; didn&#8217;t do the job. \u00a0 Might have been the leftover aspirin in my system from a recent headache.<br \/>\n&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>Finally, and I know this is a long post, I started on the construction of my Halloween costume tonight. It&#8217;s going to be technically complicated this year and I need to develop yet another skill set to pull it off. Should be&#8230; interesting &#8211; \u00a0if it works.<\/p>\n<p>And that&#8217;s enough for today.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Went to the last of the summer outdoor ballets last Friday in Akron. The first piece was amazing &#8211; lots of really fluid movement across the stage and almost inhuman grace. The rest, to my mind, was less so. Hey, I tried. 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