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: "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"
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"
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."
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"
Girlfriend: "I’m not looking! I’m not looking! I promise!" She then covered her face with the sheets and again said "I’m not looking! Ok!" Me: "What are you not looking at?" Girlfriend: "I don’t know. Something stupid" *giggles* Me: "You will never remember this. And it’s almost a shame" Girlfriend: "Probably"
Wife wakes up in a panic and covers her head with her pillow, yelling. Wife: "No, no, no, no! I don’t want to play! Seriously I’m not playing this game!" Me: "what game do you think we are playing?" Wife: "Well, I guess I can play for a little" Me: "What are we playing?" Wife: "The game with the cup. Where we have to put the guy in the cup. I don’t know. Right?" Me: "What cup? What guy? I don’t see that here." Wife: "I don’t know. The guy that we flip."
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."
Fiance: "I hope you don’t mind. I moved the bed" Me: "you did?" (The bed was not moved at all.) Fiance: "yea. I used that thing where there is 4 instead of 3. And you tie it at the top." Me: "It’s kind of cold in here" Fiance: "Lay down and you’ll get warm, then you will be cold" Me: "Is that how it works?" Fiance: *asleep again*
Girlfriend wakes up, freaks out and pulls the sheets up to her eyeballs…. GF: "Holy dear God. That was scary. Did you see that? I didn’t like it" Me: "I didn’t see it. What was it?" GF: "It was a huge bumble bee. It was trying to eat me and spit me back out" Me: "What was the bee trying to do?" GF: "It was trying to eat me and spit me back out" Me: "It was trying to eat you and spit you back out?" GF: "Yep" Me: "What, why?" GF: "Because it’s mean and it wants to *garbled* at me" Me: "I think you need to find new friends for bumble bees" GF: "Yea probably."
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"