Detroit transplants living in Dallas

Author: Matt (Page 28 of 42)

Blank VMware Guest on Server Console

Note: if you are intimidated by geekspeak look away from this post.

I spent the better part of a few hours this morning trying to figure out why I could not get a virtual appliance to boot on one of my VMware Server boxes. I would start the guest OS, but would get nothing but a blank screen in the Console.

The why:
The problem is due to a permissions error; in order to see the machine through the console the .vmx config file must be executable for the user you’re starting it as.

The how:
Log into your VMware Server machine and find the directory where the virtual machine you are starting is located at. Find the .vmx file and chmod it so that it’s executable (ex. chmod 755 vmachine.vmx).

Thats it!

Ode to a queen size bed

“My knees are hitting the wall. Move over, you’re taking up too much of the bed.”

“It’s good for you.”

“Will it put hair on my chest?”

“That and make you see better!”

Sometimes it’s the little things that piss me off

I need to write a nasty letter to the vending machine company here at work. They always seem to put the Butterfinger bars so high up in the machine that when the machine drops the them to vend, the candy bars inevitably break.

That’s almost as good as the time they put the pop-tarts all the way on the top fucking shelf. Trying to get my breakfast out of the machine in a single piece was “interesting”…

Addicted to Lost

We’re addicted to Lost. While I was scouring the net for sneak peak videos, I came across these 2 videos which made Christa and I crack up…
(click on the images below to watch)

If you have trouble following along, they have a new pill just for you:
Losticil

Lost theme song if the show was produced in the late 80s/early 90s:

We’re so addicted…

Dirty Duty

This morning I knew exactly what had happened before Christa even said anything.

There was a gasp, a plop, and a scream to alert me that Christa’s engagement ring had ended up in the toilet.

Too much information? Don’t worry, I fashioned a hook out of a coat hanger while Christa kept watch on the bowl to make sure the ring didn’t go anywhere so I wouldn’t have to go noodling for the ring bare handed.

Dirty Duty Toilet

The last week of my life summed up in 2 short paragraphs

I’ve been unintentionally taking a little break from blogging the past few days; things happened, stuff came up, and I was too busy being outside for once to worry about it.

The big news I might have had fizzled out last week as I learned recruiters are the scum of the earth. I did some disc golf for the first time in 2 years and only hit a few trees. Christa had her shower in Grand Rapids on Saturday, so I tagged along for a free ride to hang out with my Dad for a few hours. I spent an entire day gardening, and I’ve never hated weeds so much in my life.

I’ll get back into the swing of things…

Yard Vanity

I spent a couple hours outside doing some yard work today, so I though I’d show off the work we did last weekend plus today…

Front of the house
Front of the house

Carport patio
Carport patio

Monty’s playroom
Monty’s playroom

Somehow I managed to get sweat on the camera. Hey, it’s hard work taking photos and posting them on your blog.

My pets eat better than I do!

As a follow-up to last week’s rant about pet food, I found a company from Midland, MI (Wysong) that produces all their pet food locally. Its twice as expensive as the stuff I used to buy, but at least there is some confidence in the product, and I am supporting a local company.

The ingredients for the can I gave my dog and kitty last night listed:

Contains rabbit; no grains, no fillers, no artificial preservatives, no synthetic vitamins or minerals, no artificial colouring, and no no artificial or synthetic anything else. Just rabbit.

Both the animals went ape for it, so I bought another can to give a whirl — this time turkey.
It’s ingredients?

Turkey, water sufficient for processing.

Not only do both animals love it, but Mister look-at-me-wrong-and-I’ll-puke Bailey has gone an entire week without regurgitation. Simply amazing!

Don’t ask me how I did it. It was like magic.

Most of you probably won’t care, but yesterday the planets were in alignment & all the laws of quantum physics were broken; I managed to change the oil & degunk the lawn mower carburetor to get it started after winter storage… IN ONE PULL!

Any of you who know me know I one of the least mechanically inclined people on the planet, only marginally ahead of the dude below.

Car Being Pulled by a Horse

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