Also, The Most I've Written About It

Had the longest conversation of my life about pudding yesterday.  

Did it really have that much competition?

Well, that's exactly it.  Nobody talks about pudding.  

Ever.

Nobody's really even all that concerned about pudding, for the most part.  It generally presents itself in one of two forms.  Either you find it wedged into the dessert section of a crappy buffet, or you stuff one of those little plastic cups into your lunch.  That's about it.  

So, imagine my surprise when I learn that a moderately fancy restaurant near my house that I've actually been to has pudding on the dessert menu.  And not like pudding pie, with a crust and whipped cream and cookies and stuff all over it.  Just pudding with crumbled up graham crackers.  And they charge 6 dollars for it!  Do you have any idea how many boxes of pudding you can buy in a grocery store for 6 dollars?  No, you don't.  Nobody does, because nobody cares!  You only buy pudding when a recipe calls for it, and at that point, you just throw a box in the cart and don't worry about the price.  It's probably not much. 

This is basically how the aforementioned conversation started.  It devolved from there, as conversations with me tend to do.  Somewhere in the middle, I thought to myself, "this is easily the longest I've ever talked about pudding...also...pudding is a weird word."  It obviously lent itself to great Sametime Status material.  Incidentally, it also led to the inaugural pudding-off, in which we're going to sample different recipes of pudding to see if there's actually some sort of difference between home-made pudding and the stuff you buy in the box.  The fact that we're almost excited about this is troubling. 

Rollin In Dough

Hooray for random tax refund checks! 

Hooray!  Jeremy's eating lunch today!  

Which reminds me...I need to hit the ATM before I leave work today.  Thanks for that. 

It's what I do.  

So anyway, I got a confusing piece of mail the other day.  It was from the state tax department.  This seemed strange to me, since taxes normally aren't due in late October, and to my knowledge, I have paid all of mine.  So, note to the NSA people reading this Blag...Jeremy is paid up on all of his taxes, so move along!  

I open the envelope thingy, and inside was a tax refund check!  Yay!  This seemed strange to me, since tax refunds aren't normally issued in late October.  More of an April thing, and I had already gotten my tax refund this year, and it's direct-deposited anyway, so what the crap?  

As it turns out, in the type of infinite wisdom that only government seems capable of, the state (unbeknownst to me) put a freeze on property tax increases.  I don't know if this had to do with the state of the economy in general, or the fact that I live in one of the most taxed states in the country, but they froze my property taxes.  Hooray!  

Except for the fact that they apparently didn't tell the government about this, because my property taxes went up a little over 2% from last year.  So this refund check was the difference between the taxes I paid and a 2% increase in the taxes that I paid last year.  So, apparently, a freeze means that they can increase my taxes all they want, but really, they're only allowed to raise them 2%.  They'll get around to paying me back, but I just have to wait around until October.  Bureaucracy at its finest! 

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Naming a file “Autorecovery File” is funny when Autorecover saves it

How very meta of you, Jeremy.  Now you should start a blag about writing blags!  

I have a Word file on my computer in which I put all of my former, current, and future Sametime statuses.  It's a wonderful little time capsule of our time spent together here on Jeremy Is In The Office and it also serves to remind me of some of the funnier things I've managed to come up with over the years.  

At least in your opinion.  The rest of us think this stuff is crap.  

At entirely random intervals, I will have something pop into my head that I feel would make a nice Sametime Status, at which point, I will jot it down into the Word file for later use.  It is called "Quotes For Sametime", and it's now 102 pages, containing well over 29,000 words of pure Statusey goodness.  It's pretty unwieldy. 

Now, I told you that story so that I can tell you this story.  Every 10 minutes or so (I forget what I have the program set to), Word will automatically save your files so that if you lose power or your computer crashes or something, you'll lose a fairly minimal amount of your unsaved work.  When this happens, a little message appears at the bottom of the program window saying "Saving Autorecovery File: "Quotes For Sametime.doc".  I decided it would be amazing to name a file "Autorecovery File" so that when this message pops up, it would say "Saving Autorecovery File: "Autorecovery File.doc".