The best part is the floor

Thursday night I downloaded some books from Fictionwise for my PDA; they have a bunch of free ones right now, the Hugo nominees, I think, and I got all of those, plus spent something like $1.50 on a few other short stories, and I was installing them on the Visor. My Visor is 8MB, and I have an 8MB combination modem/storage module, so for stuff that's just data, like e-books, I move them over to the module.

So I had installed the books on the Visor, and was transferring them to the module when something happened. I'm not sure what, but some sort of glitch occurred while the transfer was taking place, and it corrupted the module, and it had to be reformatted. That happened once before and I spent a LONG time trying to figure out what was on there, what I had to install again, etc. But that only had to happen one time for me to get prepared for the next time, which was Thursday night.

Not that it made things a breeze or anything, but it did make it less of a panic-stricken tragedy.

I also have a back-up module that backs up the contents of the Visor itself, and that's the important part. I back up on Wednesdays and Saturdays, and sometimes in between if I've made a lot of changes. So if something happens to the Visor's memory, I can restore it pretty easily. The only problem with restoring the module is that I never have very much memory available on the Visor, and you can't install things directly to the module, you have to install them to the Visor and then move them over.

So I move over about six MB of e-books, articles, and knitting patterns, I probably had to sync about ten times. It was quite annoying, and of course the problem happened at 10:00, and I didn't want to go to bed because I knew I'd want to fix it in the morning, and that would be worse, because then I'd be late to work.

So anyway, I got it gone by about 11:30. I left off a couple of the larger books because it's just too much of a pain to eke out enough room on the Visor, and I have plenty of stuff to read right now. I'll do it later.

I took Dinah to the vet today for her annual checkup and innoculations. Pyewacket loves going to the vet's, once we actually get there. She hates the car ride, but once we're in the examining room she rushes out of the carrier and sniffs every corner of the room, and when the vet comes in she flops over on her back so he can rub her tummy. When the assistant came in the room last time we were there, she had to stop Pyewacket from going out the door into the back offices where the operating room and all the cages are. She loves the vet's.

Dinah, on the other hand, hates it. We didn't have to actually take the carrier apart this time to get her out, but she did have to be forcibly removed from it, and I had to shut the door quickly so she didn't get back in. As soon as she'd been weighed, she pushed herself as close to me as she could get, and put her head under my arm, hiding.

She's good, she doesn't try to bite the vet or anything, or get away, but she's definitely less playful than Pyewacket (like not playful at all), and much less at ease. She did jump down off the examining table at one point while the vet and I were talking; she walked around a little bit, sniffed under the door, then jumped back onto the table, which made the doctor laugh.

He said she was checking out what Pyewacket had said, that Pye had obviously told her the vet's was a fun place, and that the best place was the floor, and Dinah had to check it out, and found it lacking. He said, "Don't tell Pyewacket, tell her it was great!"