Speaking Natalie  

To Speak Natalie. v.
1. To speak another's idiosyncratic dialect of English.
2. To understand//appreciate who that person is.


Natalie Comfort of the Day
Seeing the Hills of Home.
I've never actually seen hills like home: grassy but studded with rocks, rising steeply against the horizon. This is the skyline that still feels like home.

Previous Comforts of the Day
. Driving Betsy
. Roleplaying
. Waltzing
. Requested Back and Shoulder Massages
. Getting Complimented on Your Dancing
. Hot Cider
. Singing
. Being Held
. Finger Jello
. Violins
. Unsolicited Back and Shoulder Massages

On Spirituality

"But I thought you agreed that Spirit was the good - the end of the whole process? I thought you religious people were all out for spirituality? Didn't we agree that God is a spirit? Don't you worship Him because He is pure spirit?"

"Good heavens, no! We worship Him because He is wise and good. There's nothing specially fine about simply being a spirit. The Devil is a spirit."
- C.S. Lewis

On Honor

In the late twentieth century, you couldn't seriously ask other people to think that you believed in

honor
and truth
and the purity of the body
the defense of women
the sanctity of true love
and all the rest of it.

But apparently, Andre really had believed it.
- Michael Crichton

On Duty

Do not confuse "duty" with what other people expect of you; they are utterly different. Duty is a debt you owe to yourself to fulfill obligations you have assumed voluntarily. Paying that debt can entail anything from years of patient work to instant willingness to die. Difficult it may be, but the reward is self-respect.

(This rule does not mean that you must not do a favor for a friend, or even a stranger. But let the choice be yours. Don't do it because it is "expected" of you.)
- Robert A. Heinlein


"A Woman's Question"

Do you know you have asked for the costliest thing
Ever made by the Hand above?
A woman's heart, a woman's life -
And a woman's wonderful love.

Do you know you have asked for this priceless thing
As a child might ask for a toy?
Demanding what others have died to win,
With the reckless dash of a boy.

You have written my lesson of duty out,
Manlike, you have questioned me.
Now stand at the bars of my woman's soul
Until I shall question thee.

You require your mutton shall always be hot,
Your socks and your shirt be whole;
I require your heart to be true as God's stars
And as pure as His heaven your soul.

You require a cook for your mutton and beef,
I require a far greater thing;
A seamstress you're wanting for socks and shirts -
I look for a man and a king.

A king for the beautiful realm called Home,
And a man that his Maker, God,
Shall look upon as He did on the first
And say: "It is very good."

I am fair and young, but the rose may fade
From this soft young cheek one day;
Will you love me then 'mid the falling leaves,
As you did 'mong the blossoms of May?

Is your heart an ocean so strong and true,
I may launch my all on its tide?
A loving woman finds heaven or hell
On the day she is made a bride.

I require all things that are grand and true,
All things that a man should be;
If you give this all, I would stake my life
To be all you demand of me.

If you cannot be this, a laundress and cook
You can hire and little to pay;
But a woman's heart and a woman's life
Are not to be won that way.

- Lena Lathrop


Fere. n. A companion, comrade, mate.

"Ballad of the Goodly Fere"

Ha' we lost the goodliest fere o' all
For the priests and the gallows tree?
Aye lover he was of brawny men,
O' ships and the open sea.

When they came wi' a host to take Our Man
His smile was good to see,
"First let these go!" quo' our Goodly Fere,
"Or I'll see ye damned," says he.

Aye he sent us out through the crossed high spears
And the scorn of his laugh rang free,
"Why took ye not me when I walked about
Alone in the town?" says he.


Oh we drunk his "Hale" in the good red wine
When we last made company,

No capon priest was the Goodly Fere
But a man o' men was he.

I ha' seen him drive a hundred men
Wi' a bundle o' cords swung free,
That they took the high and holy house
For their pawn and treasury.


They'ss no' get him a' in a book I think
Though they write it cunningly;

No mouse of the scrolls was the Goodly Fere
But aye loved the open sea.

If they think they ha' snared our Goodly Fere
They are fools to the last degree.
"I'll go to the feast," quo' our Goodly Fere,
"Though I go to the gallows tree."


"Ye ha' seen me heal the lame and blind,
And wake the dead," says he,
"Ye shall see one thing to master all:
'Tis how a brave man dies on the tree."

A son of God was the Goodly Fere
That bade us his brothers be.
I ha' seen him cow a thousand men.
I have seen him upon the tree.

He cried no cry when they drave the nails
And the blood gushed hot and free,
The hounds of the crimson sky gave tongue
But never a cry cried he.

I ha' seen him cow a thousand men
On the hills o' Galilee,
They whined as he walked out calm between,
Wi' his eyes like the grey o' the sea,


Like the sea that brooks no voyaging
With the winds unleashed and free,
I ha' seen him eat o' the honey-comb
Sin' they nailed him to the tree.
- Ezra Pound


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Tech Support

So Thayet's laptop went down a few days ago after installing Service Pack 3. This isn't really a surprise per se; veteran PC owners have by and large come to accept the fact that Microsoft will occasionally break their systems for no good reason. It's sort of the PC equivalent of living in tornado country. Going Mac would be, I guess, I don't know, like living in New York. Do they have natural disasters in New York?

I'm not a PC expert, but I've picked up enough to be able to do basic household maintenance. I can usually diagnose the cause of a problem with reasonable precision, and I can buy and build a functional system from components. I own one or two useful gizmos with no real purpose other than when things go wrong. So I ran through the usual battery of tests and determined that the problem was indeed most likely SP3. No trouble: simply rolling back to the previous system restore point should do the trick.

Except of course you can't do that without a CD of Windows, and Thayet's laptop runs Windows XP Media Center Edition. If you're thinking that nobody has an actual disk copy of XPMC, you're right. Actually, we might have had a copy at some point; I don't know what Dell provides in their recovery CD package. Knowing Microsoft I rather doubt it (/shakes fist), but in any case, somehow those CDs got lost.

I'm not really a fan of recovery CDs, but they're cheaper than going out and buying a new copy of XP. So I called up Dell to see what it would take to get a replacement set. This meant I had to deal with tech support.

I'm not one of those geeks who abhors tech support. They're doing a job, and as anyone who's ever tried to do tech support over the phone to friends and family knows, their job is terrible. I've found that the key to a successful tech support call is to treat it like scuba diving: just relax, and never be in a hurry. Be ready to walk through all the steps you've done, and communicate everything little thing you're doing so you can stay on the same page (There is a button on the screen labeled "yes." I am going to click the button. I have clicked the button). So this post is not about how Dell tech support sucks. It's about how Dell tech support is ridiculous.

Turns out the recovery CDs are free (great!). But they're only available to computers in warranty, which Thayet's was not (no surprise). And in any case, we really should have a service call to try to resolve the problem now, which will cost $69 since the computer is out of warranty (here we go). Couldn't they just mail me the CDs? I don't really want a service call. Well, yes, they can, but only if I purchase a temporary warranty for $69, which comes with a mandatory free service call (sigh). Is there any way I can get my hands on those CDs without paying $69 for something? No. At least the guy admitted it.

So we have our service call. There were two surprising things about that service call. The first is that it did in fact convey useful information. The second is that, if you sift through the mandatory tech support communication (see two paragraphs up), the sum total of said useful information came down to this:

Hold down Ctrl and mash F11 on boot.

I'm serious. Apparently Dell has a system restore utility on their hard drives which will hose the system and put it back to the state in which you purchased it. Accessing this utility requires holding down Ctrl and mashing F11 repeatedly on boot (I actually had to do it twice in order to mash F11 with the requisite frequency). Ridiculous.

Since I had pretty much given up hope of getting to do the easy fix (roll back to a previous system restore point) and wasn't sure that would work in any case (it is a Microsoft recovery product, after all), hosing the system was about all I could hope for. And I had an up-to-date complete backup of her hard drive anyway, so it's not like I lost anything.

But seriously. I just paid $69 for you to tell me how to access something you deliberately hid from me on the disk? There's no way I would have stumbled upon that by myself, so I admit I received valuable knowledge, but ... $69? You couldn't have, I don't know, just told me? You couldn't have included that little tidbit in the laptop's documentation somewhere?

I don't know if the Ctrl+F11 is a Dell standard thing or an industry standard thing, but this one totally goes into the computer home repair file. And it should go into yours too.

That'll be $69, please.

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