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December 1, 2004

Just When I Thought I Was Getting Really Creative...

On March 2, 2003 at 4:12 pm, I disappeared.

Probably old news, but new to me. I'm probably going to have to avoid looking at this site for fear of losing a whole day to it.

Just When I Thought I Was Getting Really Creative...

On March 2, 2003 at 4:12 pm, I disappeared.

Probably old news, but new to me. I'm probably going to have to avoid looking at this site for fear of losing a whole day to it.

December 4, 2004

You Know, For Kids!

National Reconnaissance Office Jr.
FBI Kids
NSA/CSS Kids and Youth Page
CIA's Homepage for Kids

You Know, For Kids!

National Reconnaissance Office Jr.
FBI Kids
NSA/CSS Kids and Youth Page
CIA's Homepage for Kids

December 8, 2004

I Work A Lot.

I haven't done much in the way of blogging lately, but I've been pretty busy. Work, combined with work II (eBay) have kept me running. Add to that the fact that it's pledge (when PBS asks you for cash), and that one of my employees called in sick for three days in a row, that equals busy.

One notable thing. The engineer at our station, a trash talking Australian (and a damn good engineer) named Tony, has it worse than I do, so I'm trying to help him out a little, without it becoming something else attached to my job description (no easy feat). Today, I went to out old FM transmitter to switch out some equipment, while he did the same at the new transmitter (which the one I was at links to). Here were his instructions (minus pointing out the "this and that's").

"Uplug this cable, and plug this other one in its place. Take these two audio cables, and move them from this box to that one. Turn off the white box. Take the big cable from the back of the white box and plug it into the new grey one. Then turn on the power to the new grey box. Make sure to turn the power on last, or the microwaves will blind you."

Or. The microwaves. Will blind you.

Microwaves.

Blind.

I do not make enough money.

I Work A Lot.

I haven't done much in the way of blogging lately, but I've been pretty busy. Work, combined with work II (eBay) have kept me running. Add to that the fact that it's pledge (when PBS asks you for cash), and that one of my employees called in sick for three days in a row, that equals busy.

One notable thing. The engineer at our station, a trash talking Australian (and a damn good engineer) named Tony, has it worse than I do, so I'm trying to help him out a little, without it becoming something else attached to my job description (no easy feat). Today, I went to out old FM transmitter to switch out some equipment, while he did the same at the new transmitter (which the one I was at links to). Here were his instructions (minus pointing out the "this and that's").

"Uplug this cable, and plug this other one in its place. Take these two audio cables, and move them from this box to that one. Turn off the white box. Take the big cable from the back of the white box and plug it into the new grey one. Then turn on the power to the new grey box. Make sure to turn the power on last, or the microwaves will blind you."

Or. The microwaves. Will blind you.

Microwaves.

Blind.

I do not make enough money.

Damn, I'm Thirty-Two.

Until a man is twenty-five, he still thinks, every so often, that under the right circumstances he could be the baddest motherfucker in the world. If I moved to a martial-arts monastery in China and studied real hard for ten years. If my family was wiped out by Colombian drug dealers and I swore myself to revenge. If I got a fatal disease, had one year to live, devoted it to wiping out street crime. If I just dropped out and devoted my life to being bad.
Neal Stephenson, Snow Crash

Thanks to Kam for the quote.

Damn, I'm Thirty-Two.

Until a man is twenty-five, he still thinks, every so often, that under the right circumstances he could be the baddest motherfucker in the world. If I moved to a martial-arts monastery in China and studied real hard for ten years. If my family was wiped out by Colombian drug dealers and I swore myself to revenge. If I got a fatal disease, had one year to live, devoted it to wiping out street crime. If I just dropped out and devoted my life to being bad.
Neal Stephenson, Snow Crash

Thanks to Kam for the quote.

December 10, 2004

iTunes Is Poo.

I logged onto PayPal today and saw this message:

"For a limited time, when you start using PayPal with your new, free iTunes account, you’ll get five songs free (while supplies last)."

The limited time part I get. "While supplies last?" Bullshit. You mean "until the record companies feel like shilling you for a non-transferable item that's not actually a physical thing, so 'supplies' means diddly." Poo.

iTunes Is Poo.

I logged onto PayPal today and saw this message:

"For a limited time, when you start using PayPal with your new, free iTunes account, you’ll get five songs free (while supplies last)."

The limited time part I get. "While supplies last?" Bullshit. You mean "until the record companies feel like shilling you for a non-transferable item that's not actually a physical thing, so 'supplies' means diddly." Poo.

Oh Goody. Blog Comment Spam.

"Bertrand Russell was giving a lesson on solipsism to a lay audience,
and a woman got up and said she was delighted to hear Bertrand Russell
say he was a solipsist; she was one too, and she wished there were more
of us. Free online poker."

Oh Goody. Blog Comment Spam.

"Bertrand Russell was giving a lesson on solipsism to a lay audience,
and a woman got up and said she was delighted to hear Bertrand Russell
say he was a solipsist; she was one too, and she wished there were more
of us. Free online poker."

December 12, 2004

Now I Just Need A Ticket. And Food. And A Place To Stay...

...and time off from work, and cash...anyway, I got accepted to be one of the 700 people installing The Gates Project in February. Could be interesting...

Now I Just Need A Ticket. And Food. And A Place To Stay...

...and time off from work, and cash...anyway, I got accepted to be one of the 700 people installing The Gates Project in February. Could be interesting...

December 20, 2004

Yeah! What! Talk Radio!!!

click to enlarge. what? click to enlarge. okaaay!!

There's nothing quite as entertaining as Terry Gross (of NPR's Fresh Air) explaining "Lil Jon" and "crunk" to her listeners.

wait...wait...

A correction. There's nothing quite as entertaining as Terry Gross explaining what "chopped and screwed " means.

I was writing this as I was listening to the program, so I didn't know she'd top herself.

Yeah! What! Talk Radio!!!

click to enlarge. what? click to enlarge. okaaay!!

There's nothing quite as entertaining as Terry Gross (of NPR's Fresh Air) explaining "Lil Jon" and "crunk" to her listeners.

wait...wait...

A correction. There's nothing quite as entertaining as Terry Gross explaining what "chopped and screwed " means.

I was writing this as I was listening to the program, so I didn't know she'd top herself.

December 23, 2004

LO2, Scientist.

I'm in Dallas for the evening, mainly because it took me so long to get done with work, and the ice is so bad near my family's home (Mississippi), that I'm stuck here. Plus, I have to leave so early, I can't even go out or hang with my friends. I really wanted a Mocha, but I'm right next to one of the seedier areas of town, and it's all cheap office space, porn stores, and liquor stores, and no coffee places (what, like a drunk who just got a happy ending at a massage parlor wouldn't want a latte?).

One thing makes it all better. I drove by a church called (swear to God) "Fifth Church of Christ, Scientist." Scientist? Is this Christian science? Do they think Jesus had a PHD? Fifth?

I'm so starting a church. "First Church of Christ, Esq." You have to come in pleated pinstripe suits and bow ties, with a pocket watch and a monocle. Even the women.

Ooo. That's kinda hot.

P.S. - Free broadband at my hotel. Whee!

LO2, Scientist.

I'm in Dallas for the evening, mainly because it took me so long to get done with work, and the ice is so bad near my family's home (Mississippi), that I'm stuck here. Plus, I have to leave so early, I can't even go out or hang with my friends. I really wanted a Mocha, but I'm right next to one of the seedier areas of town, and it's all cheap office space, porn stores, and liquor stores, and no coffee places (what, like a drunk who just got a happy ending at a massage parlor wouldn't want a latte?).

One thing makes it all better. I drove by a church called (swear to God) "Fifth Church of Christ, Scientist." Scientist? Is this Christian science? Do they think Jesus had a PHD? Fifth?

I'm so starting a church. "First Church of Christ, Esq." You have to come in pleated pinstripe suits and bow ties, with a pocket watch and a monocle. Even the women.

Ooo. That's kinda hot.

P.S. - Free broadband at my hotel. Whee!

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