• And because I can, random links of teh dayz.

    Because all my content is in the *other* post.

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    If you can’t get to this or that website over the next couple days, you probably won’t be too far wrong if you blame Sprint. Apparently, because of some pending lidigation, it’s decided to cut connections to Cogent, who’s pretty much one of like 2 central upstream internet providers. The other of which being Peer1. Your internet trafic will at some point be gooing through one or both of them, guaranteed. Unless you’re a Sprint customer, or someone trying to connect to a Sprint-hosted website. Then you’re screwed. But hey, all’s fair in the arena of law, no?

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    read it and weap, Microsloth fans. Linux. On the PC. No, not fully yet, but let a geek dream will ya? But a linux solution or two is being employed to make Windows machines boot faster. As speculated in that particular article, it probably won’t be long before Linux makes an appearance by default on what are considered purely Windows systems. Hear that, Freedom Scientific? When is it we’ll be seeing JAWS for Linux, hmm? I won’t hold my breath on it being free, but hey, if you *really* want us poor unfortunate technically inclined blindies to play nice with you, that wouldn’t hurt, either. Either that or I really really like way now need to meet someone in person who uses some of those other Linux screenreaders. Odds are, the latter will happen before the former. But again, let a geek dream, dammit.

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  • Why I would never survive NaBloPoMo.

    I can barely post twice consecutively in a week, never mind for the month of November. So anyone who had visions of me participating (which would make, what, one of you?), sorry. But if I can get over it, surely you can too.

    In completely unrelated news, last weekend was way way awesome. Friday was spent hanging at Trish’s place for the evening, doing absolutely squat. Shooting the shit, and barbecuing burgers, which were rather thoroughly enjoyed. I got back in time to talk for a bit with Jessica (samari76), as per usual, and then promptly fell right the hell into bed. Saturday was rainy, a little chilly, and a lot lazy. Until later that evening, when Trish, her husband and I kicked it to Absolute Comety for what should have been an awesome time. It actually wasn’t all that bad, all told. We ended up seeing Kevin Gasior, Tod Van Allen”> (odd, google didn’t bring this up on the proper spelling of his name… stupid search engine), and Frank Spadone, who were actually pretty good. Though we all kinda decided the first two were better than Frank, who sadly was our headliner. Ah well, whatcha gonna do? We only had maybe two complaints about the whole night, which isn’t really all that bad, considering what could have gone wrong and didn’t. The place was jam packed beyond fucking belief, to the point where you were afraid to sneeze lest you twitch the wrong way and smack the guy behind you in the back of the head. And you didn’t dare have to go to the bathroom, as doing so would have required at least 3 other people needing to get up and out of your way just so you could leave your seat. So the smart majority either tried real hard to go before the show started, or waited until after when they could breathe again. Still, all in all it wasn’t that bad for $12.

    Sunday was pretty much a lazy day, spent either relaxing or talking to Jess. The rest of the week was pretty much devoted to job hunting. And coming up empty, I might add. I fired off a few more applications to temp agencies, but so far they haven’t called me back either. Go figure. Yesterday was pretty much written off with large thanks to the headache from hell, which I’ll still trade you your sniffles for, Caroline (kittytech)! And today, well. Unless you count sorting out the biggest tangle of Linux updates *ever*, it was pretty well close to boring as hell. But, y’know. That’s me. Job hunting will continue later on tonight, probably after I get back from Trish’s place (we’re doing that halloween thing tonight, and she’s decided to pick me up in about half an hour or so. So I’d better get me dressed. Cell phone won’t be on my person, as it’s deader than dead and I’m not looking for the charger.

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  • Damn. I’d love an imagination this good.

    Apparently, there’s a draft intelligence report in the works that theorizes that everyone’s friendly neighbourhood twitter could become the next thing in terrorist coordination. The report’s author admits it’s a little out there, but according to the article, still goes on to say it could happen, and be very effective for near realtime coordination of terrorism attacks. Great. Just what we need, soon we’ll have the DHS pushing for warrantless twitter tapping. The article goes into detail on the exact ways it could possibly happen, but on account of it being more than slightly, um, out there, I’ll just say read if you’re curious. Though if you’re thinking the same as me, you’ve probably already attached a ridiculous tag to it and gone on with your day. Good choice.

  • Technical support rules, the dummy’s version.

    … And if any of you actually take these rules seriously, I will personally show up at your front door and drop your computer on top of your head. Twice. ๐Ÿ˜›

    When you call us to have your computer moved, be sure to leave it buried under half a ton of postcards, baby pictures, stuffed animals, dried flowers,
    bowling trophies and children’s art. We don’t have a life, and we find it deeply moving to catch a fleeting glimpse of yours.

    Don’t write anything down. Ever. We can play back the error messages from here.

    When an I.T. person says he’s coming right over, go for coffee. That way you won’t be there when we need your password. It’s nothing for us to remember
    700 screen saver passwords.

    When you call the help desk, state what you want, not what’s keeping you from getting it. We don’t need to know that you can’t get into your mail because
    your computer won’t power up at all.

    When I.T. support sends you e-mail marked “high priority”, delete it at once. We’re just testing.

    When an I.T. person is eating lunch at his desk, walk right in and spill your guts right out. We exist only to serve.

    Send urgent email all in uppercase. The mail server picks it up and flags it as a rush delivery.

    When the photocopier doesn’t work, call computer support. There’s electronics in it.

    When you’re getting a NO DIAL TONE message at home, call computer support. We can fix your telephone line from here.

    When you have a dozen old computer screens to get rid of, call computer support. We’re collectors.

    When something’s wrong with your home PC, dump it on an I.T. person’s chair with no name, no phone number and no description of the problem. We love a
    puzzle.

    When an I.T. person tells you that computer screens don’t have cartridges in them, contradict us. We love a good argument.

    When an I.T. person tells you that he’ll be there shortly, reply in a scathing tone of voice: “And just how many weeks do you mean by shortly?” THAT motivates
    us.

    When the printer won’t print, re-send the job at least 20 times. Print jobs frequently get sucked into black holes.

    When the printer still won’t print after 20 tries, send the job to all 68 printers in the company. One of them is bound to work.

    Don’t learn the proper name for anything technical. We know exactly what you mean by “My thingy blew up”.

    Don’t use on-line help. On-line help is for wimps.

    If the mouse cable keeps knocking down the framed picture of your dog, lift the computer and stuff the cable under it. Mouse cables were designed to have
    20kg of computer sitting on top of them.

    If the space bar on your keyboard doesn’t work, blame it on the mail upgrade. Keyboards are actually very happy with half a pound of muffin crumbs and
    nail clippings in them.

    When you get a message saying “Are you sure?” click on that Yes button as fast as you can. Hell, if you weren’t sure, you wouldn’t be doing it, would you?

    When you find an I.T. person on the phone with his bank, sit uninvited on the corner of his desk and stare at him until he hangs up. We don’t have any
    money to speak of anyway.

    Feel perfectly free to say things like “I don’t know nothing about that computer stuff”. We don’t mind at all hearing our area of professional expertise
    referred to as stuff.

    When you need to change the toner cartridge in a printer, call I.T. support – hanging a toner cartridge is an extremely complex task, and Hewlett-Packard
    recommends, that it be only performed by a professional engineer, with a master’s degree in nuclear physics.

    When something’s the matter with your computer, ask your secretary to call the help desk. We enjoy the challenge of having to deal with a third party who
    doesn’t know anything about the problem.

    When you receive a 30mb (huge) movie file, send it to everyone as a mail attachment. We’ve got lots of disk space on that mail server.

    Don’t even think of breaking large print jobs down into smaller chunks. Somebody else might get a chance to squeeze a memo into the queue.

    When you lose your car keys, send an email to the entire company. People like to keep abreast of what’s going on.

    When you bump into an I.T. person at the grocery store on a Saturday, ask a computer question. We do weekends.

    Don’t bother to tell us when you move computers around on your own. Computer names are just a cosmetic feature.

    When you bring your own personal home PC for repair at the office, leave the documentation at home. We’ll find all the settings and drivers somewhere.

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  • Bored. So, link dump.

    I’ve been up for just over an hour, give or take. So far as I know I have absolutely nothing whatsoever planned for today, though considering this is me we’re talking about, that could change in like 5 minutes. So, content is nill. Pointless links incoming.

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    Only in America can the presidential race come down to each candidate’s health instead of, you know, things you’d typically be voting based on. Like, say, whether or not you’ll be pulling out of Iraq in 2 years or 20. Instead, it’s who’ll end up dead first. Which, well, considering the alternative is miss “the vice president runs the senate”, I suppose it’s just as big a concern as any. But still. Only in America.

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    Here’s some drama I’d love to not be anywhere near when it finally explodes. Guy buys a scratched/chipped cell phone off of Ebay, that was supposed to be in good condition and a different model from what he actually got in the mail. So, you’d think the obvious thing to do would be to point it out to the seller, and perhaps to other potential buyers. Someone doesn’t agree. Now, buddy’s being sued by the seller thanks to his negative Ebay feedback. And folks are surprised when I tell them I won’t touch that with a 50-foot pole? Shouldn’t be.

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    It’s apparently the week for online things spilling over into real life. Go bloody figure. God, it’s a good thing the closest thing to drama I’ve got going right now is well over 8 hours away from me. Thank God for international borders. Sadly, they don’t apply in a virtual world. A woman goes onto some Second Life equivalent, winds up getting married, and later ends up getting divorced. All online, you understand. Now, at some point her virtual husband trusts her in real life enough to give her his account password for this virtual world site. Enter the law of moronicness. He goes and divorces her, and then doesn’t change his password. She logs into his account, and promptly kills off his character. Then, the lines between imagination and reality sort of disappear for a bit. She winds up arrested for her troubles. Not for murder, though, which I almost expected to be the case, but for hacking into his computer (um, a slightly harder to prove claim, considering). Now, the article itself doesn’t actually say she used his computer to do it, but that’s apparently the charge. Zuh? I dunno.

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    This will probably be of interest to a grand total of like 2 people on my flist, one of them undoubtedly being Katie (silly-singer), but oh well. I find it somewhat helpful. I knew about the ITunes and IPod Nano accessibility already, but not the rest of it. Good to know, though. Maybe one of these days when I’m either employed or married to someone who makes a 6-figure income I’ll go shopping. Meantime, though, the geek in me can be happy.

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  • I have been remarkably neglectful.

    It shall now be corrected. A rather belated happy birthday to Fran (poetprodigy7), who actually cellebrated it over last weekend. Hopefully this trip around the sun’s as good as or better than the last one! And, on the actual right day for a change, happy birthday, Lauren (chickwith_stick)!

  • And yall thought GWB was bad.

    So tell me, does anyone else south of the border know the vice president is actually in charge of the senate? Perhaps someone aught to let Sarah Palin know she’s a little, um, tiny bit off. Quite probably off her medication, too. I have visions of this girl wondering if Canada’s that place way up north with the ice and snow in freakin’ July. Oh, how I cry for the American education system…

  • You’d think she’d learn.

    A lady with a thing against the police has decided, with a little help from her friends, to clog up the 911 system with phoney calls. She now gets to sit in jail. Most people’d call it poetic justice. Me personally? I call it what happens to our society’s stupid. The real sad thing of it is, she didn’t even get the point.

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  • Week and weekend in review, and I still can has no works.

    Well, as hinted at in my last post, I returned back to Ottawa on Monday and dropped Jessica (samari76) off at the bus station, after a hell of an awesome weekend. She came up to cellebrate the thanks giving weekend with me and the family, and we all seemed to rather enjoy ourselves. Mom’s dinner selections were, as usual, absolutely perfect. The girl loves to cook, and it more than definitely shows. Other than that, the weekend was pretty well spent relaxing, introducing Jessica to more of my family, and just enjoying spending time with her. She loves my family, and I can tell just by watching them around her they feel the same way. Now, we’re sort of talking about me going the other direction for her thanks giving, if I can figure out what the hell I’m doing so far as employment, or a possible living situation should the employment question not be answered. But in the meantime, the weekend was loads of fun, and I’d do it again in a heartbeat.

    Speaking of the whole employment thing, I found a couple more jobs to apply for over the last couple days, and they’ve subsequently been all kinds of fired applications. I don’t know if I’ll hear anything from them, but hey, I haven’t called it quits. Which says something right there, I dare say. Of course it’s entirely likely I’ll wind up doing a sales-related gig (*gag cringe die*), but at the moment, it’d still be better than the already impressive $0/hour I’m getting now. Now, here’s hoping it actually winds up happening. I’d hate to have an excuse to go postal on the job market.

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  • Good, I don’t have to shoot anyone.

    Jessica’s bus ended up finally getting going again at a bit after 7 or so, so she was able to make a later connection. Unfortunately, it means I’m now at my place waiting for her bus to be in town so I can meet her, but at least she’s still not stuck at ye ‘ole international border.

    Side note: I brought the earlier purchased external HD with me, and have started porting all my videos and whatnot over to that one. The other HD, the smaller one, will be for music only, I’ve decided. Now let’s see if I can actually stick to that.

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