[edit from 2019: I used to talk about slashdot articles. I didn't have a link to Kevin Rose from G4 making a literal hackintosh by mutilating a Mac Mini, and I also think I used to think it was really super cool to run windows on a Mac. Boy how the times have changed.]
Anyway, colossal waste of time because he had to use a prototype motherboard that didn't have wireless networking, bluetooth, or even a lowly CD drive, and the piece of garbage will melt down because he had to hack away part of the heat sink and put the hard drive on top of said hacked part when finished.
Blah blah, I know.
Short story long, I found [edit from 2019: someone made a RAID array out of USB floppy drives, which was funny to me at the time; sadly, the link is dead] this mac-based hack to be much more entertaining and "because I can" worthy.
Monday, January 31, 2005
Sunday, January 30, 2005
and second
[edit from 2019: this was a post about a self portrait. I have no idea what it looked like or where to even look for what I would have created as a self portrait in 2005.]
first up
[edit from 2019: yup another dead mp3 link, sorry]
Okay so it's just music... I really need to get a trap set to have around or something, cause the loop drum samples are marginal at best. Anyway, there it is, you can listen to it or not. I'm going to try to keep it up, that's for sure.
Okay so it's just music... I really need to get a trap set to have around or something, cause the loop drum samples are marginal at best. Anyway, there it is, you can listen to it or not. I'm going to try to keep it up, that's for sure.
Saturday, January 29, 2005
HURF DURF HURF DURF
I removed this post in November of 2007 because I'm tired of being a search result for "how to [cease artificially tinting] hair" because of something I wrote many years ago.
I just don't get it:
I get a ticket for having a valid temp tag that, apparently, anyway, I can't actually use to operate my car, even though I paid for it. Meanwhile, we see what is quite clearly a stolen or otherwise illegitimate plate at best buy. No further explanation follows, just the picture of my story.
[edit from 2019: the image that used to be here was of a temp tag with an expiration date of 2/30/2005, the kind of procedural error that really irritated me then and probably still would]
[edit from 2019: the image that used to be here was of a temp tag with an expiration date of 2/30/2005, the kind of procedural error that really irritated me then and probably still would]
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
HAHAHA
I bought the fortress. Pictures will come when they come, [edit from 2019: I'm sure the picture post is dead, and the mp3 that used to be here definitely IS dead :( ]
The rundown? I went to Glen Burnie's Guitar Center to see if they had Rockbass by Warwick there. This wasn't the case, so I drove to Towson and told the guitar person, in no uncertain terms, that I was too short to try the guitar I wanted. He left me alone for a while and I decided that I much preferred the sound of the fortress to the corvette classic. There's just more mass to it, you know? Anyway, took it to the desk and asked him if he had any sunburst in stock. He said no, that the honey one was the only one they had. But... haha! if I could live with the color, he informed me, I would receive the bass at a "stupid" price. $599 regularly, on "clearance" for $499 with gig bag. Yeah! As I just discovered, it also came with polish (that I can't use), a trussrod tool, adjusting tools, and the thickest guitar manual I've ever seen in my life.
Needless to say, I'm happy.
The rundown? I went to Glen Burnie's Guitar Center to see if they had Rockbass by Warwick there. This wasn't the case, so I drove to Towson and told the guitar person, in no uncertain terms, that I was too short to try the guitar I wanted. He left me alone for a while and I decided that I much preferred the sound of the fortress to the corvette classic. There's just more mass to it, you know? Anyway, took it to the desk and asked him if he had any sunburst in stock. He said no, that the honey one was the only one they had. But... haha! if I could live with the color, he informed me, I would receive the bass at a "stupid" price. $599 regularly, on "clearance" for $499 with gig bag. Yeah! As I just discovered, it also came with polish (that I can't use), a trussrod tool, adjusting tools, and the thickest guitar manual I've ever seen in my life.
Needless to say, I'm happy.
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Don't keep us in suspense... hah.
Yeah so I have no money still. Plus it snowed, so I couldn't even go price comparing.
Soon.
Also either sign or otherwise make identifiable your comments, cause doing that makes you a kick-ass hero.
Soon.
Also either sign or otherwise make identifiable your comments, cause doing that makes you a kick-ass hero.
Friday, January 21, 2005
[giddies deleted]
Tomorrow I go "shopping" which means one of three things:
I'll come home with this (preferred!)
I'll come home with this (less preferred!)
or
I'll come home empty handed (terrible!).
Now, clearly, I am not so superficial as to base my bass purchase on looks alone, as the sound here is really what I'm after; but, if nobody carries what I want, then I may have to settle on the Corvette (not that the shape is bad, the problem is the chrome hardware and what I perceive to be generic finish).
Sigh... such tough choices.
I'll come home with this (preferred!)
I'll come home with this (less preferred!)
or
I'll come home empty handed (terrible!).
Now, clearly, I am not so superficial as to base my bass purchase on looks alone, as the sound here is really what I'm after; but, if nobody carries what I want, then I may have to settle on the Corvette (not that the shape is bad, the problem is the chrome hardware and what I perceive to be generic finish).
Sigh... such tough choices.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Seeing is Believing
We were parked at the gate still, just ready to push back... I have the twelfth row's left side to myself (only two seats thanks to McDonnell Douglas's tremendous powers of appreciating just how wide Americans are) and I actually get to see out a window for the first time in however long.
As some of you may be aware, I am something of an aircraft nut (hah! so much for that plan) and can't get enough of the airport, especially when I have an excuse to be there. Needless to say, it's of great entertainment value to watch taxi, takeoff, and landing operations just because so much cool stuff happens in the process.
I was staring mindlessly at a baggage cart, wondering why its trailer sported a tare weight of 1,920 pounds when I noticed a 747 taking off. Well, I thought, this should be pretty cool. I don't get to see 747s every day. Little did I know that the atmospheric conditions were just right for a ridiculous plume of vapor to trail off of its wings. I mean, take the area of a 747's wings, then double it, hanging the excess from the trailing edge. It was something else.
I also marveled at knowing we were next when we crossed the ILS/hold short line for our active runway (they were running cross traffic; approach patterns were directed to runways 9, takeoff traffic seemed to be limited to runway 4L, but it could have been on both as well), so take my fascination with it as you will.
On the way in, I was reading taxiway indicators laughing about how there were so many numbered spurs (think, in freeway terms, I-495, I-395, I-695, and the like, only instead it's things like A18 and B2) when I saw something that amused me greatly, which you know is going to be bird related. Specifically, a lone hawk was sitting on an M taxiway sign staring at the ground. The humor to be found in this, of course, is that taxiway indicators are about three or four feet tall. Additionally, and I'm sure much to the hawk's chagrin, there was about 6 inches of good snow on the ground right below it.
Either the hawk had moved to the other side of the airport while I was waiting for my flight, or there was another poor bird stuck in the same fate as the first.
[a meaningless aside: I'm sorry I use the elipsis so often in my headlines. I'll work on that in the future.]
Anyway, the flight from Chicago to BWI is only rated to take an hour and twenty six minutes. This is almost pathetically short, although it's not quite as bad as the 53 minute flight from Orlando to Tallahassee that Katy and I made last March. At least enough time to whip out the iBook and compose this and listen to a couple Dream Theater tracks (no small task, I guess).
As some of you may be aware, I am something of an aircraft nut (hah! so much for that plan) and can't get enough of the airport, especially when I have an excuse to be there. Needless to say, it's of great entertainment value to watch taxi, takeoff, and landing operations just because so much cool stuff happens in the process.
I was staring mindlessly at a baggage cart, wondering why its trailer sported a tare weight of 1,920 pounds when I noticed a 747 taking off. Well, I thought, this should be pretty cool. I don't get to see 747s every day. Little did I know that the atmospheric conditions were just right for a ridiculous plume of vapor to trail off of its wings. I mean, take the area of a 747's wings, then double it, hanging the excess from the trailing edge. It was something else.
I also marveled at knowing we were next when we crossed the ILS/hold short line for our active runway (they were running cross traffic; approach patterns were directed to runways 9, takeoff traffic seemed to be limited to runway 4L, but it could have been on both as well), so take my fascination with it as you will.
On the way in, I was reading taxiway indicators laughing about how there were so many numbered spurs (think, in freeway terms, I-495, I-395, I-695, and the like, only instead it's things like A18 and B2) when I saw something that amused me greatly, which you know is going to be bird related. Specifically, a lone hawk was sitting on an M taxiway sign staring at the ground. The humor to be found in this, of course, is that taxiway indicators are about three or four feet tall. Additionally, and I'm sure much to the hawk's chagrin, there was about 6 inches of good snow on the ground right below it.
Either the hawk had moved to the other side of the airport while I was waiting for my flight, or there was another poor bird stuck in the same fate as the first.
[a meaningless aside: I'm sorry I use the elipsis so often in my headlines. I'll work on that in the future.]
Anyway, the flight from Chicago to BWI is only rated to take an hour and twenty six minutes. This is almost pathetically short, although it's not quite as bad as the 53 minute flight from Orlando to Tallahassee that Katy and I made last March. At least enough time to whip out the iBook and compose this and listen to a couple Dream Theater tracks (no small task, I guess).
Monday, January 10, 2005
wheee
Not that I've not had fun out here, but I'm headed home tomorrow and glad to be doing so. I've been traveling pretty much non stop since the week before christmas and I'm kind of sick of it. I want an opportunity to just sit still for a while. Or, if not that, then I want the opportunity to drink with people I know and the opportunity to travel for purposes of buying a bass guitar and possibly using it. But one step at a time.
I wish I had been able to see the mountain goats. We went up twice to look for them, but neither time did we succeed. It would have been a nice way to use my new lenses. Sigh. Eventually, I guess.
For now, I plan on chili and beer night in the immediate future. Oh, such goals. Maybe mario party, too.
I wish I had been able to see the mountain goats. We went up twice to look for them, but neither time did we succeed. It would have been a nice way to use my new lenses. Sigh. Eventually, I guess.
For now, I plan on chili and beer night in the immediate future. Oh, such goals. Maybe mario party, too.
Thursday, January 6, 2005
Monday, January 3, 2005
Proof I'm Really Human
... or, "How I [almost] Learned to Love the John"
I spent the entire day recovering from my ... excursion to sour mash country yesterday. You should see how much I drank yesterday. Or not. Suffice it to say that I had to take a nap this afternoon. As I said to Jeff, though, I can't keep this business of not paying for my mistakes up forever.
That said, I'm doing laundry and packing this evening. I go to Utah tomorrow. It'll be fun. I'll keep up on things while I'm out there, but I don't expect much newsworthy to happen. We'll see what happens.
I spent the entire day recovering from my ... excursion to sour mash country yesterday. You should see how much I drank yesterday. Or not. Suffice it to say that I had to take a nap this afternoon. As I said to Jeff, though, I can't keep this business of not paying for my mistakes up forever.
That said, I'm doing laundry and packing this evening. I go to Utah tomorrow. It'll be fun. I'll keep up on things while I'm out there, but I don't expect much newsworthy to happen. We'll see what happens.
New Year
yeah... I've been awake since 3:30 because I had to go to BWI
I just wish there were something I could do that didn't involve punishing myself time and time again for a promise I made 13 months ago in a parking lot outside a football game.
"I'm afraid... afraid you're going to forget me when I leave. it happened before..."
"I won't forget you. You're only going to be away from me, that doesn't change who you are or who I am, we're still us. I promise you... I won't forget about you."
And guess what: more than a year later, i still haven't forgotten.
I just wish there were something I could do that didn't involve punishing myself time and time again for a promise I made 13 months ago in a parking lot outside a football game.
"I'm afraid... afraid you're going to forget me when I leave. it happened before..."
"I won't forget you. You're only going to be away from me, that doesn't change who you are or who I am, we're still us. I promise you... I won't forget about you."
And guess what: more than a year later, i still haven't forgotten.
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