Had a problem with remote desktop thinking I had caps lock on when I really didn’t. Some internetting uncovered someone with the same problem and a fix:
How to both trigger the problem and fix it if you already have it. Follow
all these steps in sequence and don’t do anything else between them. In your
Alt-Tab to another program
Command-Tab to another OS X program
Command-Tab back to RDC
Before pressing any other keys, Alt-tab again (even if the menubar at the
top of your Windows program has been activated). This will just change the
focus to another menu item on the menu bar but that’s okay. (If your menu
bar isn’t activated, do this anyway).
If your menu bar is still activated at this point, press the ESC key
until it isn’t.
Kottke echoes a popular sentiment: ESPN’s World Cup coverage makes true fans switch to Latin-American broadcasts, and makes the curious switch to Seinfeld reruns.
Of course, this edition of the finals has been marred by something worse than poor announcers (thank god TSN & Sportsnet are using that British dude[s]). I knew something was really wrong when Thierry Henry secured a win over Spain with a theatrical performance beyond measure. Why such a talented player feels the need to degrade himself like that I will never know.
So, Carolyn and I made it back from Mexico in one piece, but just barely. It was an awesome trip, and all-inclusive is going to be the most important two words of any future vacation.
We stayed at the beautiful Viva Wyndham Maya beach-side resort just outside Playa del Carmen on the Yucatan peninsula. This meant we were in the heart of the Mayan civilization. Between drinking binges we got to check out Chichen Itza, a well-preserved Mayan archaeological site. Yes, it’s the one with 365 stairs. It’s really wild how in tune with nature and science these ancient dudes were. It’s a staggering contrast to the goofy barbarism that my ancestors were engaged in at the same time.
That aside, our day trip to the ruins was exciting for another reason. Halfway through our guided tour, Carolyn started tugging my arm saying she was getting really hot. I was hot too, but the look on her face told me this was a little different. I ran as fast as my flip-flop-wearing feet would take me to find her some water as, I found out later, she was in the process of passing out under a tree. I got back to our group just in time to see the Mexican ambulance taking her away. Frantically I caught up the the ambulancio, only find Carolyn being wiped with gauze in the back. They practice some weird medicine in Mexico, I’ll tell you that. The diagnosis: sunscreen poisoning.
I kid you not.
Of course, I couldn’t escape the country without my own medical comedy. I ended up with E. Coli food poisoning. Likely from the sushi. Yes, I ate sushi in Mexico. Feel free to laugh.
Pics are up on Care’s flickr and mine will be up soon enough.