Lately at work we’ve been converting almost everything to use Kerberos authentication. This allows machines that are logged into our Active Directory domain to automatically login to various web resources. This seems to work fine on Mac OS with Safari with zero config. Firefox takes a config change but Google Chrome has been a huge problem child. Luckily this has been fixed in recent versions of Chrome to allow us to set the settings via “defaults write”. There was a shoddy hack being described some time ago that you could load up Workgroup Manager and set the Chrome policy there, but the More >
Wife: "What’s this?" *Points at my arm* "It’s leaking" Me: "My arm is leaking?" Wife: "I like the tattoo." Me: "I have a tattoo and it’s leaking?" Wife: "Um. I, I think I’m not asleep"
While playing "Thrift Shop" on Spotify… Erin: "Is this my, uh, my theme list?" Me: "Your what?" Erin: "My theme list that I was working on" Me: "I guess so." Erin: "oh, ok"
Girlfriend: *wakes up, speaking absolute gibberish, then plays around with her night guard* Me: "What are you doing?" Girlfriend: "I’m trying to figure out these ants" Me: "What’s wrong with the ants?" Girlfriend: "You just worry about your stuff over there"
Girlfriend: *pointing at the ceiling and moving her finger as if she is following something* "Did, did you see that?" Me: "What?" Girlfriend: "Ok, I didn’t make this up. It was red, and it was like hanging down, and then it got sucked up, and then it disappeared." Me: *laughing* Girlfriend: "Wait. And now it sounds really stupid" Me: *more laughing* Girlfriend: "I gotta go" *mumbles something* Me: "What?!?" Girlfriend: "Don’t worry about it. Just ignore me"
Fiance: "wait, is that one more?" Me: "It’s always one more" Fiance: "ugh I’m always one behind. It makes me crazy" Me: "You’re crazy already." Fiance: "I know it makes me crazy. I can’t catch up" Me: "Try running" Fiance: "I can’t its always one more"
Girlfriend: *awakens and looks surprised* "ooooh my!" *points at celing* "Do you see that?" Me: "See what?" Girlfriend: "That thing over there" (she is still pointing up). "It’s kind of cool. It’s blue. It looks like a blackberry smell" Me: "A what?"
Wife: "Oh…my….gosh. Don’t move over. There’s, this…" And then she starts grabbing at invisible stuff on the bed and tosses it off to the side. Me: "What are you doing? I was using those." Wife: "There’s this huge thing of hair. And not just your hair, it’s mine too"
Wife: "Hey. I moved over so you have more room in *mumbles*" Me: "More room in what?" Wife: "In the button area. You can have more room." Me: "Why do I need more room?" Wife: "I don’t know. But I thought you wanted more room for the buttons"
Girlfriend wakes up abruptly, looks around the room…. Girlfriend: "Ok, don’t think I’m crazy. Do this…" She covers her face with her hands, as if she is hiding, but allows a small crack between her hands so she can look through. Me: "I have absolutely no idea what the hell you are doing" Girlfriend: "It’s just weird. When that stuff was moving. You just have to see it" At this point all I could do was laugh. I had absolutely no response.
Fiance: "This…This is why I’ve had so much trouble. It’s like, it’s like this piece of hair made of plastic. You know, it’s like plaster and it’s just I don’t know I’m not going to explain it."