Firewall

I figured the biggest problem was that I spent to f*@$-ing much time putzing around on the dad blam internet.

I know what some of you must be thinking. You're thinking, "Well, if you're spending too much time putzing around on the internet, then, uh, just don't do that. Do work instead."

Excellent idea. However, that would involve self-control. And there are two big problems with me and self-control. One of them is "self" and the other is "control".

So, I had a bit of inspiration one day and decided to install a firewall on my computer at work. Man, that's one of the better ideas I've had.

It's one of those with a timer. So I have the first half hour of the day to do web stuff, then at 8:30, it starts blocking ol' port 80, i.e. web traffic. So I can still get mail, and the seventeen IM's still work, but no reading the news or what not. So, for lack of anything better to do, I figure I might as well do some work.

Then from 11 to 12:30, the magic internet turns back on, so I can check the sports page in Oklahoma while I'm munching on five-day-old leftovers, and then back to work.

One final opening at 4:45 in case I need to print out a map before I leave (which happens fairly often, actually), and then I go home.

So, having installed this firewall, I'd say I got more done these last two days than I have the previous two weeks.

Unfortunately, if I have a bit of inspiration for some idiotic thought I'd like to share, I can't act on it. I can't open the little blog manager and fire off an entry or six.

Like today, I thought of no less than 70 things I thought I would write about if I had internet access. But no worries. This idea is so genius, there's absolutely no way I could possibly forget it. So I'm not even going to write a note or anything.

And how many of those 70 ideas can I remember? You guessed it.

So, I'm going to sleep instead.