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Outlook Address Auto-Complete

Posted by graycat on 29 April 2008

Now as a Geek Cat who covers a lot of offices, there are also a lot of different versions of software to support. I know, it’s something I’m working on. Anyway, sometimes it takes a little headwork to swing from whatever version you use day in, day out to what an end user might be using.

One that got me recently was the auto-completion of addresses in MS Outlook.

Now this is not something I think about regularly so I was a bit stumped when someone asked why has it stopped working and what can we do about it. But I like a challenge so I dived on into a little research.

It turns out that the autocomplete of addresses is actually “nickname cache” and is held in a file under C:\Documents and Settings\username\Application Data\Microsoft\Outlook. Quite often if Outlook is not shutdown properly, this can become corrupt and will dump all its cached names forcing you to start again with them.

Unfortunately it’s just one of those things that happen. It should start caching names again pretty soon. if not, it might be worth deleting the *.NK2 from that directory and have it build a new one from scratch.

Simple and easy but worth a little research to find out about.

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I woke up laughing at 0641

Posted by graycat on 28 April 2008

I’ve woken up quickly, I’ve woken up slowly, I’ve woken up screaming but this must be the first time I’ve woken up laughing ….. and it was all due to a dream! It’s starting to fade now but I’ll do my best to replay it for you

*tacky dream scene fade in*

…… I’ve just finished a 3-on-1 boxing match as some form of punishment (I know but it’s a dream, OK?) and have been sent back to my corner whilst the losers sort out what’s going on.

As I’m stood on my platform it raises up and away from the ring toweling my sweaty forehead and looking around this huge room full of people in their own areas or booths carrying out various business opportunities. Across the hall I spot Kelly Brook looking bored stiff at all the suitors trying to win her attention. Now as I’m just taking of my shirt (it’s a very nice dress and pressed cotton one if you’re interested) and I’m getting it kinda stuck on my sweaty shoulders when across the hall I see Kelly watching me, aping my actions and making fun of me.

Well, not to be out done I stare blankly at her and peel said shirt off my sweat dripping body then looking her blankly in the eye I proceed to break out what can only be described as “my sexy dance”! I mean hips are a wiggling, arms are a going and fingers are clicking in the most ridiculous fashion ….. kinda like normal really. All the time not an expression has passed my face.

All we going well …. until I got too close to the edge of my platform and slipped off! Being the athletic god that I am, I quickly twisted round and made it look like I’d intentionly slipped to the lower platform. With my back now to her I shake my money maker like a good un and jump down in amongst my staff with a big smile on my face.

“What’s up with you?” my head of staff asks

Hardly able to contain my own giggling I authoritorly reply “I’ve just busted out my sexy dance at Kelly Brook!” and deteriorate into fits of manly giggles! My head of staff looks on bemused.

Once I’d composed my self I walked out onto the shop floor and cast my gaze in her direction only to observer her herself struggling to recover from a serious fit of laughing. I now faced my appreciative audience, stood proudly upright with my arms out to the side, crossed one in front and took a deep bow … all to the silent applause of the gorgeous lady.

“Thank you”, I mimed “Out of ten?” I pantomimed

“Seven” was the gesture I got back

“Seven??! That it??” I replied in mock disgust

“OK, seven and a half” she gave in to before gesturing something I couldn’t follow.

“What?” I shrugged

Routing around she picked up some marketing material that had been left by a suitor and showed it to me. A big red envolope with “Woops!” written in strong black letters. She gestured at me, then it and then falling.

“Busted!” I smiled back and bowed again …..

*Fade back to waking*

“I busted out my sexy dance at Kelly Brook!” I smiled to myself.

Checked the clock and it was 0642.

Time to go back to sleep.

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A whole new world

Posted by graycat on 28 April 2008

Ahhh, the smell of real life. That’s coffee to everyone who isn’t a caffeine addict like myself.

Lets set some rules now that we’ve all got the neurons firing

  1. This is my blog about whatever I want to post. Mostly it’ll be weird and wonderful stuff that’s going on in my life but there may be some emotional outpouring, the odd rant or two, a discussion on my latest fitness kick or stupid idea for fun.
  2. WARNING: There will be IT content. Sorry, it’s just something I do. Deal with it.
  3. I make no promises to be funny / entertaining / informative / clean / mature. Take it as you see it.
  4. I will not be revealing who I am, where I live etc but if you can work it out (it’s not tricky to be honest) then please keep it to yourself and don’t sue me.
  5. By reading this blog, even if you miss this post, you agree that you can’t sue me, may family, my friends, my dog, my fish, my employers if I have one or employees if I have any of them, for anything at all. Full stop end of sentence move on with your life and get over the suing culture. It’s not big and we’re not impressed, ok? Just think what your dear old granny would say if she heard about it!
  6. Feel free to heckle / comment / critique / applaud / contribute / tell to bugger off as you see fit …. but don’t get upset if I respond and / or delete you comment. See Rule #1 about it being my blog and Rule #4 about not suing me in any shape or form.

Excellent. Now we’ve got that out of the way …… I suppose I’d better post something else.

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