{"id":2815,"date":"2005-05-01T07:49:10","date_gmt":"2005-05-01T14:49:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kith.org\/journals\/jed\/2005\/05\/01\/2815.html"},"modified":"2005-05-01T07:49:10","modified_gmt":"2005-05-01T14:49:10","slug":"launching-tiger-hidden-mouse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/jed\/2005\/05\/01\/launching-tiger-hidden-mouse\/","title":{"rendered":"Launching Tiger, hidden mouse"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>First the mouse: yesterday morning, was fully awakened out of a doze around 7 a.m. by rustling sounds.  <strike>Yup, some varmint was stealing my cattle.<\/strike>  I took out the earplugs to listen better and the sounds stopped.  Went back to dozing and several minutes later the sounds started up again.  I got up and went to look for them, and a small dark shape darted across the floor.<\/p>\n<p>This time it was darting away from my closet, so I placed the no-kill trap to block the hole in the back of the closet that I thought the mouse was coming through, and embarked on the beginnings of a clean-my-room project.  My room had recently once again reached the point where crossing it on foot was hazardous without a compass, hip waders, and a local guide, so that's probably just as well.<\/p>\n<p>One of the first things I found was a ziplock sandwich baggie containing a couple of small cookies.  I had set them aside to eat later a while back, but had forgotten about them.  I picked them up to eat them and discovered a mouse-sized hole in the bag; the cookies themselves had all been scraped by tiny teeth or paws until they were just thin shells of their former selves.<\/p>\n<p>When I continued around the room, I found a small cardboard box containing a piece of foil-wrapped chocolate that I'd hidden away some time ago; there was about a quarter-inch hole in the box, much too small for a mouse, and the foil was shredded all over the surrounding stuff, and half the chocolate was missing.<\/p>\n<p>So apparently the mouse has been living on cookies and chocolate and aluminum foil.  Yum.  I began to think perhaps the mouse wasn't using the closet hole at all, but was instead nesting somewhere in my room, perhaps even in the base of my bed.  I went through a couple of piles of clothing, and carefully examined (and removed from the room) some small cardboard shipping boxes containing packing materials.  Eventually, late last night on a last sweep through the room after I heard some more suspicious rustling, I found the other, larger, hole in the back of a different part of the closet; this one had mouse droppings around it (which the other one hadn't).  I relocated the trap and went to bed.  Today I'll probably try to get some more cleanup done.<\/p>\n<p>So that's the mouse status.  The other half of this entry's title refers to the fact that I've acquired Mac&nbsp;OS&nbsp;X 10.4, better known as Tiger.<\/p>\n<p>Actually, this past week has been one of technology acquisitions for me. Got a 30GB iPod Photo; I don't have much use for the photo capabilities, but it's double the hard drive size of my old iPod, and it has a much nicer interface (in that when you click, you get tactile feedback so you know you've clicked).<\/p>\n<p>So there were several deliveries to my house; one of them, of course, was a customer-service annoyance, in which the UPS delivery guy brought a package (on second delivery attempt) to the wrong condo, left a second-delivery-attempt note on their door, and drove away. I found out about this several hours later via the package-tracking website; called UPS, was told that if the driver had left the area it wasn't possible to get a redelivery attempt that day.  No apology, no acknowledgment that their driver had made a mistake; bizarrely, they seemed to think that the driver had tried to deliver the package to my roommate, and I just hadn't heard the doorbell.  I corrected them several times, but it didn't seem to stick.  Anyway, they redelivered the next day, and I wrote an annoyed letter to Apple requesting that they stop requiring an in-person signature.  Turns out that FedEx is far more flexible than UPS on this; when the FedEx guy delivered Tiger, I asked if I could have left a signature waiver on the door, and he said sure, no problem.  This is not the first time that I've found UPS more obstructive and less flexible than other carriers.<\/p>\n<p>After all that buildup, this is gonna be an anticlimax: I haven't played with Tiger enough yet to see its full power.  I ran a backup for most of yesterday, backing up the entire disk before installation; while it was running, read some subs and had a nice phone call with Stephanie B; then yesterday evening set the install running and hung out with Ananda &amp; Sam.  I played with it a little last night after they headed out, but I was too sleepy to do much.  I did discover that the vaunted search system, at least so far, doesn't seem to be any faster than the old one, and I got a few Spinning Pizzas Of Death (the OS's indication that the application&#8212;search in this case&#8212;is so busy it can't even be bothered to talk to the UI system), but those speed issues may be because indexing is still going on.  Oh, and I discovered that if I delete files from a list of found files, there's no visual feedback whatsoever&#8212;no indication that I've done anything at all.  Really annoying.<\/p>\n<p>(The searching and deleting was because I was trying to find unnecessary large folders and files and delete them, 'cause I'm running very low on disk space.)<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, so far everything seems to work okay, and I'm looking forward to playing with various new features.<\/p>\n<p>Today: more magazine stuff; maybe more room-cleaning.  And Lola was already planning on going Prius shopping today, so she offered to take me along.  I'm leaning slightly toward a Honda Civic (assuming I'm right in thinking that my car can't be repaired), but interested in the Prius too, so a test drive in which I don't actually have to drive should be fun.<\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>First the mouse: yesterday morning, was fully awakened out of a doze around 7 a.m. by rustling sounds. 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