Breakfast for the Hell of it…

My appetite has been ravenous lately.  My father says I have more color in my face because of it and because I am eating so well these days.  I weighed 180 yesterday morning so I am not wasting away at all.  I jabbed jestingly at dad yesterday weighing 190 as he is much shorter than I. Maggie was bugging me about something that I couldn’t decipher so I decided to fix breakfast early at 4am. That thrilled her to death and she was underfoot the whole time I was cooking.  I fried some eggs and bacon, and toasted some buttered loaf bread. I set Maggie's plate upon the floor and it was gone in mere minutes. Maggie is now sitting at the piano watching her leash. Do you think this is a hint?  It is cold here this morning at 38 degrees.  You better bet I will be getting a ex-large hot cocoa on our journey this morning to the Circle K. Danger Will Robinson! Danger! If I go offline for a few weeks, then you know I fried my computer.  I have the overclocking bug bad this morning.  I was trying to get my memory bus speed up to 1866 MHz by increasing the ram bus voltage.  Well, it is working for the moment with no freezes or blue screens of death. I am going to stress test it next with prime95 and we will see how I fare. I’ve also gotten the processor up to 3.5 GHz from 2.8 GHz. It is running a little hot, but well within thermal limits. I had to tweak the front side bus voltage a little bit to get it stable.

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - April 6, 2013 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs