Evening, everyone, from soggy, humid, and hot Honduras.
I'm online with the world's slowest broadband, but it's better than nothing.
I've been spending most of my time at the mission resource center trying to clean up viruses and spyware. They had no protection at all.
We have satellite internet at the center, which really sucks when you reach your 350 mb download limit in a day, which isn't hard to do with eight computers on the network. It's worse than dial-up, and I'm trying to get AVG and Spybot downloaded on each computer. I've gotten four cleaned up, so four more tomorrow. The wireless is also unsecured, so I've got to get that fixed too, since I think someone is leaching off us. About half our people have been sick, so I've been running around taking temps and handing out pills as well. Man, I'm dog tired, and my neck is killing me from being hunched over the computers for 10 hours a day.
Matt, sounds like you're doing just fine as a young hunter. As Bob said, the one shot, one kill policy is always the best, but it will take you a while to get as good as Bob. I can understand why a magazine fed bolt action would be a good idea.
Terry, our department started buying Hertz and Avis rentals for detecive units, since that was the easiest way to get cars that don't look like cop cars.
They all held up well and gave us good service, so I hope yours will too.
Dana, sounds like you have the perfect woman.
Good deal on the MR stuff you picked up. The day my wife says any model is cute, the earth
will stop spinning.
Hello to Bob, Karl, Corey, Jeffrey, and any others I might have missed. With this flaky internet, I can only read about two pages of posts before it bombs out on me. We leave Friday, and it can't come soon enough for me.
