Technical Moron - Tales of an IT Professional

So I'm trying to add links to my blog to display the blogs of others that I visit daily. Apparently, one has to be an html developer in order to do this on my particular blog page. What is sad, is I work in IT...albeit, I am not a developer, I do like to consider myself *somewhat* technically savvy. However, the blog has kicked my ass. Diminished me to levels of inadequacy. I am now questioning my very existence.

One would think that by clicking the link that says 'Edit Me', that a nice simple page would appear where you insert the URL for the link you would like to post. Not so much. It brings up the Help(less) page and goes on about how to edit the code. I've edited code before .. and this my friends..well..let's just say I'm either retarded (ok..this IS possible), or the code is a product of a disgruntled former Blogger developer.

So..dear friends and fellow bloggers...I want you to know I attempted to add your blog link onto my page, but failed. I think I'm going to go enroll in a computer science course.

By the way...Merry Christmas to all of y'all!! (Hey..I'm from Texas where we always say 'y'all'!!!)

When Did College Become Easy??

I am an adjunct professor at a university which I will leave as anonymous right now to protect the innocent and..well..myself. Anyway...I teach classes online. I gave my students their final exam Monday. I asked them to complete a project that basically should cover their materials they learned over the course of the semester. I asked for some creativity in this project which would help them meet the minimum requirement of 6 pages. I was floored when I received several emails that stated how they didn't feel this was reasonable and that how could they be expected to complete something so comprehensive during finals. Huh? Isn't that the point? And hello, you have FOUR days! One student said, what if I had not have opened the instructions until the last day. Um..then you have poor time management skills and you'd get a grade reflecting that. They kept saying how stressed they were. Well kids, let's just say I am preparing you for real life. You know, when your boss expected that 20 page presentation yesterday, your kids need crap for their soccer game and oh, the mortgage is due. I guess things were just different back when I was in undergrad. I can't imagine ever bitching to a professor about a final and I'm sorry...a final exam is supposed to be hard and stressful. I guess these kids today just think that life is supposed to be handed to them and easy. Glad I don't teach rocket science. Sheesh!!!!!!!!

Upper What??

Ahhh yes, back to therapy...errr blogland. I feel I had to return because I am coming upon a milestone in my life. Yes...I am about to turn 38. I know...you're tilting your head much like my basset hound does when I talk to him in *his* voice. You would think a milestone would be turning 40, 50, etc. But no...38. I say this because while being 37, I can still get away with saying that I am in my *mid 30s*. However, once I turn 38, all bets are off...I will be in my *upper 30s*. That means my 40s are right around the corner. Talk about depression. I mean seriously...I know they say that today's 40 is the new 20, but they haven't seen my wrinkles and cellulite. I don't know a 20 year old with wrinkles and cellulite...well...unless you consider the 20 year old elephant down at the zoo. Oh well, I guess there is nothing I can do about it really. I suppose I should look forward to the days of just being able to take out my teeth and have them self-clean in a bubble bath of Efferdent! And I can drink beer on the couch while watching football and not even have to get up to pee! I can just go in my adult diaper! Old age, I love you!