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 >
Fiance: *concerned mumbles* Me: "What?" Fiance: *concerned mumbles, lots of pointing with a crooked finger* Me: "I still don’t get it" Fiance: "Ok, re-re, look there is someone over there" Me: "No, there isn’t. That’s a dresser." Fiance: "Yes there is. There’s someone over there. Go look. Go. Do you want me to go?" Me: "Hell no, you’ll die" Fiance: "Should we blow him up?" Me: "Yes. Absolutely."
Wife: "Do you see that up there?" Me: "See what?" Wife: "That big green. It’s going to be, um, on the green there." Me: "It’s green?" Wife: "Yea. Big glob of snot and it’s gonna fall." Me: "Snot?" Wife: "I can’t even look anymore. Big snot. It’s gonna fall."
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: "Wait. What’s that dog doing?" Me: "Wha…" Girlfriend: "Hey, no! Hey hey hey hey hey. Dog! Stop that!" Me: "She’s sleeping" Girlfriend: "But she’s over there. It…it looks like she’s inside the door"
Wife: *wigs out* Me: "Are you ok?" Wife: "I don’t know why you won’t just go trick or treating with me" Me: "Wait, what?" Wife: "This is why we can’t just talk about it because you won’t go" Me: "What are you talking about?" Wife: "We were supposed to go trick or treating but you are laughing at me and won’t go"
Fiance: "You can move the *mumble*" Me: "Move the what?" Fiance: "You can move the shelf if you want to" Me: "Why would I move the shelf?" Fiance: *disgruntled grumble* Me: "Don’t growl at me, I was just going to move the shelf" Fiance: *silence*
Wife: *mumbles franticly* "I don’t want to, don’t make me disappear!" Me: "Why would I make you disappear?" Wife: "I don’t know but no more. I don’t like it. Don’t make me disappear!" Me: "Ok, I won’t make you disappear."
Girlfriend: *Tosses and turns rapidly* "Mom!" Me: "It’s just me. You’re ok, nothing is trying to get you" GF: "What was that noise?" Me: "I just sniffled a second ago. I’m still sick" GF: "What does that represent? I mean, represent" Me: "I have no idea. What do you think it represents?" And then no reply. She had already fallen back asleep.
Girlfriend: “you’ll just have to wait and see. And I’m fully awake and in between the state where I know what’s going on and where I make blankets for invisible mary”
My fiance wakes up, speaking absolute gibberish and pointing down: "jfksjio and under the bed" Me: "What’s under the bed?" Fiance: "They have a stove under there" Me: "Who does?" Fiance: "I don’t know but I know they have one and it’s like…one they pass around to each other" Me: "How do you know?" Fiance: "I don’t know, but I know they have it" Me: "It’s those damned Keebler Elves again, isn’t it?" Fiance: *Sound asleep*