Had a nice, late lunch: ham, brie and cornichons on a fresh-made baguette.

Had a nice, late lunch: ham, brie and cornichons on a fresh-made baguette.

I love that I can get files to the server network more quickly when VPNing from home than from the desktop network in the same building.

How not to wake up in the middle of the night: with your eyeball literally stuck to the bed sheets because you somehow managed to move in such a way that your eyelid got pried open (or you just opened them in your sleep) and you rolled your face onto your pillow "just so".

So, the Concrete Blonde show was pretty decent. They've gone back to a more spare, less produced sound.

Giving me an error but then not addressing how to correct the error in your documents does NOT make me a happy camper.

HP should be congratulated(?) on setting new standards in documentation quality

I can really only conclude that the movie studios pay people to post bogus reviews on sites like Rotten Tomatoes.

Dear Phisher:

Does it make any kind of sense sending me an email to tell me you've deactivated the account you've sent email to (and that I need to give my login info so you can re-enable it)? I dunno which is sadder: the stupidity of the phishing attempts or that there are likely people that fall for them.

Dear HP:

What the fuck is so difficult about producing good, step-by-step procedural documentation? VERITAS has managed to do so for YEARS.

Donna's hair is the weather-equivalent of a mood ring.

Splice is perhaps the most hatefully awful movie I've seen - worse, even, than Dungeons & Dragons was.

Just got back from seeing the cinematic atrocity that is "Splice". A movie so hatefully bad that I didn't want to get up and walk out because I wanted to get my full measure of bile-churning, seething hateful money's worth. I can only assume that "Splice" was more a reference to the method by which the "story" was thrown together than it was to the DNA-scrambling theme of the movie. Oh. My. Gawd: AWFUL.

The dogs seem to determined to knock into the fans such that they no longer blow air in a useful direction/arc.

Just love driving home in the rain. You'd think these gits never saw precipitation, before.

About to watch Uwe Boll's "Rampage" to see if *any* of his movies aren't execrable.

napien does nothing to induce, deepen or prolong sleep, but it does make the sleeping interesting.

another weekend, wasted. I'd abolish weekends, but they give a different kind of pointlessness to break the pointlessness of my work week.

I hate watching programs on DVR: invariably, I forget to blip through the commercials.

The dregs of the homemade cherry (or strawberry, raspberry, etc.) lemonade is always the best part.

listening to the growing rumble of storms scudding their way in.

I have a real mean streak. Sometimes, I actually try to fight it. Today... Still trying to decide whether I should, or not.

Is it still ok to tell people you "work out when you can" when you really never work out?

why the fuck do tomato plants gotta sprawl all over the damned place. Like freaking fruiting ivy out there.

I'm not a soccer fan. Fortunately, I can tell how USA-v-UK is going, just by reading Twitter and FB updates.

last.fm is proof that musical tastes change over time.

Sometimes, I really wish there was an artist-level ban on Last.FM.

maybe I need a pacemaker for my brain? http://ping.fm/7SMlX

"Five Guys" is a great name for a food place in a "that's what she said" kind of way.

Netflix is great for Pantsless Saturdays.

I'm going to collect plot coupons so I can trade them in on a nice, tasty dénouement.

insert pithy life commentary here

Thinking that napien and hitting the hay might be a better option to "Jesus Christ: Vampire Slayer"

So, uh, "Deadgirl" was a completely fucked movie.

Sometimes, the experimental dinners are chock-full of massive failure.

I find it a touch annoying that NetSol is squatting on the n00.bz domain. Someone musta been using their whois to check availability.

Loving having to take progress pictures of food

How owned by someone are you when you can't get them out of your head, even when celebrating sport's biggest trophy: http://ping.fm/onKvR

Is fully geeked by his new GPS.

There's little that's more offensive than having to read the manual for a gadget. FMEH!

WTF, Google: Why the hell can't I push entries in "My Maps" to my GPS? Doesn't do me much good to push Google-defined entities given that my GPS already is "Google-enabled" for all of those. Now I gotta manually enter everything into my GPS. Fuck you.

Teams should be able to offer capped-salary players percentages of that player's merchandise sales as non-capped compensation.

It's both heartening and depressing when even a vendor-employed engineer is having issues getting something working, too.

Some (am am I kidding - "many" or even "most") mornings, you wake up and all you can think is "meh".

Monsters, Inc. is still a pretty damned good movie.

to all you hand-sanitizer users: it's going to be your fault when some benign critter turns into a super-bug that wipes us all out.

I find myself stuck DEEP in the summer sports doldrums: no hockey and even it's poor substitute, football, ain't available.

if you're a woman that feels like a skinny woman lives inside you and is screaming to get out, she can probably be shut up with cookies.

The "would you pay for that shit" argument should be an automatically winnable legal defense for P2Pers.

`wget` is a great tool but it sucks when it dies in the middle of an unattended directory-pull.

Donna makes a very satisfying shriek when you brandish a freshly-dispatched opossum at her. Almost as much fun as slugs.

Dear FB:

Who the fuck is "Camilla Butts" and why do you keep re-suggesting I add her as a friend. We've no common friends, I've already clicked "NO" several times now, and her profile's completely blank/locked-down. Stop, already.

Positive: able to get a new software release a couple weeks early/Negative: wget's running at < 2MB/s with several GB to pull.

The value of carrying A Discover Card is it makes your AmEx feel like it's actually useful.

Donna does NOT appreciate the high-quality opossum imitations: apparently, they're too accurately rendered.

isn't nearly as upset at the Flyers loss as he thought he might be. At least they didn't punk out.

Problem with Twitter is you never really know whether an account like @JLupul or @ScottieUpshall are the real deal. Cool if they are, though

I'm apparently a jackass, but not a dirtbag (according to Donna).

Quote of the day: "No amount of hand washing can cleanse a dick scientist's sense of shame."

Really: you gotta figure that bacon factory workers have to hate bacon. I know I hated pizza for years after working pizza delivery.

Wonder how much failed bacon goes home with bacon factory workers.

Only thing worse than knowing how food is made is knowing how INDUSTRIAL food is made. Ech.

Mmmm... Pork rinds's good eatin'!

my Stanley Cup playoff facial beard is now gone. Pictures of the fleecing to follow.

NBCSports: FUUUUUCK YOU. Chicago won by ONE freak goal in OT to take the Cup. Hardly a resounding endorsement of being the superior team.

Time to go shave...

How the fuck does someone who's a non-presence through half the series win the fucking MVP?? Fuck you, Bettman.

I'm pretty sure that, were it not for hockey, Roenick would have ended up in porn (looks like Randy West http://ping.fm/2emGS).

No matter how this game/series turn out, Capital One *has* to get Hartnell into one of their vikings commercials.

Dear Danny:

If you're gonna crosscheck, do it to their heads or necks - you know head-shots get a free pass in this series.

Cribbed:

Our Father who art in Philly, Hockey be thy name.Thy will be done, thy cup be won, not tonight but Friday in Chicago. Give us this day our daily hockey sticks, and forgive us our penalties, as we forgive those who cross-check against us. Lead us not into elimination, but into victory. In the name of Lord Stanley, the fans,... and the Flyers organization.... Amen.

I would pay real money to sponsor a career-ending crosscheck to Byfuglien's neck.

fill this space with an uncomfortable silence.

So... Giving Amazon a couple hundred dollars for a new GPS was not enough to cause the old GPS to show itself. Oh well...

I really wonder why it is people drive 90MPH in the snow and ice, but then crawl in the rain. 90+ minutes for 20mi. is ridiculous.

driving through VADoT construction makes you think the agency's run by lobotomized morons.

Some days, I just want to rip all the bloatware out and run just Lynx and Pine for my online tools.

Ok. So, I may have to ditch Chrome. The constant/forced updates changing pages' behaviors - often times NOT for the better - is getting old. When I visit sites I know are going to pop shit up, I add hosts table entries to make it so nothing pops up. Popping up an empty frame to tell me you couldn't connect kind of defeats the purpose of such null-hosting. Making it so I can't dismiss the notification is completely maddening. Fuck you, Google.

I find it really distasteful to hear about people's "social media strategies". Ugh. Fuck you and your "strategies".

I really wish I could have crushed the hood of the car driven by Grandma Nosferatu. Speed through the grocery store parking lot and almost run me down, then blare your horn at me? Fuck that noise.

is "ethics-driven investor" just another way of saying "doesn't make much money"

Glad I ain't trying to fly out of, into or through DCA, today...

Fuck you, LJ: me hitting "return" when you suggest an autocomplete for the "to:" isn't your signal to send a null message.

Awesome: "why would you waste time castrating someone who comments on the inaccuracy of a comic about comic book characters? it just seems redundant."

best movie quote I've heard in a while: "So what was all that about enlarged holes and tight cracks?"

Do koala farts really smell like coughdrops?

Printer technology still sucks. Given how long printing tech has sucked, I've no hope for that suckitude going way in my lifetime.

five minutes of pure, modulated-feedback rarely qualifies as music.

the problem with working in IT is it's far too easy to be drowned in alphabet-soup.

A man can only take so much. For whatever reason, I decided to do a musical endurance test. I switched my Last.FM station to the Lady Gaga channel. I made it a few minutes, but I thought that my amp had committed suicide rather than play more of it (music just sorta stopped for a bit). Oh well, test complete.

Still frequently hates to deal with MS Windows.

Dear Garmin:

Go fuck yourself with your cell phone application. I can see paying $100 per device, ONCE, but if I upgrade or replace my phone you'd demand I re-buy it? Yeah, not happening.

Oh, and it's mighty white of you to "at your sole discretion" re-license me if my phone has to be replaced due to damage within 12 months of purchase of the app.

discovered that urbandictionary failed to have entries for "refrigerator roulette" and "refrigerator spelunking". Situation rectified.

I sometimes wonder how differently Apple's performance might have been had PT Barnum had been CEO rather than Jobs. I can't see that there'd be much difference...

Dear Facebook:

I don't understand your friend suggestion algorithms. If a suggestion isn't a friend of a friend; is no where near me in age or geography, and/or has their profile so locked down that I can't see ANY points of commonality, why would I take your suggestion. Your software should be sophisticated enough to suss out that don't seek validation via friend-count.

going to find out whether the NetFlix version of Donnie Darko is the original or an "enhanced" version.

damn: blueberry/banana icecream (Philadelphia-style) *and* blueberry strussel-topped muffins in the same day!

Dear Verizon:

Adding a YouTube widget that requires me to run Media Manager on my PC isn't the same as really supporting YouTube on your STB. Any widget that runs on your box really should have all of its functionality built in. I get that such takes up memory/storage space, but, it really strikes me as kind of "cheating" to say that you support 'functionality X' when the functionality doesn't quite reside on your device. I mean, if I'm gonna run Media Center on my laptop, why wouldn't I just hook my laptop directly up to my TV or stereo? Why would I want to run it through your piece of shit set-top box? Do I need fifteen layers of indirection just to do something simple?

Thumb in the Dyke

So, stuffing the nose full of kleenex to stem the flood of mucus was full of fail. The Kleenex soaked through. Ugh.

Digging In The Archives

So, I've been on a personal archeology kick, lately. Somehow, I've actually managed to keep ahold of shit I wrote, online, in the late 90s and early 2000s. Ironically, one of the ones I found was written when I was going through another dredging...

Apparently, I wrote (or at least archived - because the file dates might have been changed when moving files) the following in summer of 2002...

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Potential??

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Just dredged up some notebooks I found in my move. One of them had a page labeled 5-23-94. Guess it was part of a collection of thoughts that I was trying to jot down. Any way, that entry was on "potential."

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    It's kinda funny, the things that are said to you in life. Many of them sound quite innocent, maybe even complimentary. If you think about them, however, many of them are quite insulting.

    As a ferinstance, when people tell you, "you've got potential." Now,I've heard this many times. In fact, I've heard it too many times. Today, though, something about it struck a chord. Think about it. What does telling someone they have potential really say? You may mean it in the nicest way possible. You truly see something in the other person that even that person may not know. Maybe you're trying to encourage them and help them by pointing out something they don't know. You may be trying to help them be the best that they could possibly be.

    But, think about what you're actually saying. At some level or another, you're saying that they don't measure up - measure up to what you think they could or should be. You're saying, "you should be better." Nice sentiment, eh?

    Perhaps it's just me overanalyzing things again.

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So, in 2002, I found something I wrote in 1994. Reading it feels like something I could have written last week - not sixteen years ago. Does this mean that, even as I age, I'm not really progressing? Or does it simply mean that I'm fairly  consistent in my outlook on life and my thought processes.

Don't go digging if you're afraid of what you might find. :p