Ken sums it up nicely:
“My wife says that I love my Treo phone more than her,” he writes. “I tell her that she's crazy, but ... I'd never leave my house without my phone. I leave my house without my wife all the time.”
Sunday, July 31, 2005
Friday, July 29, 2005
Well, those guys over at Verizon finaly figured out which appartment 2 I was in, and hooked up the phone & DSL service in the right place this time. Lucky that other apartment is empty, or someone else would probably be a lot more pissed off that I was. LOL!
What this means: First & foremost I can get over my net withdrawl! Not to mention I can actually keep in touch with my friends & family again. Can't forget wasting all the wee hours of the morning
looking at porn working on my web site.
So much to do, so little time.
If you're reading this, then you can expect more updates, and the
should will be coming much more frequently. I'm gunna try to post at least once a day. I also have a few site ideas up my sleeve that have just been dying to get into production. Maybe a few betas soon. Hopefully my host can handle all that traffic...
I've already made tons of progress. I've updated almost all the softywares on my mac, and I've gotten myself set up with Skype & Konfabulator. I emailed my mom & lil sister, and even enlightened Pops to Google Maps.
All in a day's work.
Monday, July 25, 2005
Saturday, July 23, 2005
I won the lottery
No, really... A few of up at work put in $5 for some $170 million and won a whopping $14. Woohoo!
Some guy won it all, lucky <CENSORED>
What thell1 would you do with $170M?!?!? Well, assume that the feds get about 50%, that leaves you with around $85M over 30 years... Not to shabby. I bet everyone who ever bumped into that guy will be tryin to bum some of his new monies...
1 the + hell = thell.
Saturday, July 16, 2005
Those of you who haven't been hacking computers since you were 12 are annoying to those of up who have.
This insight was brought on by watching Mike try to login to one of the NT workstations @ work a few minutes ago. Took him long enough to remember that to use his username/password instead of the global guest account we use on the dumb terminals out on the floor. Now if only he could remember that username, he could then try to remember the password that went with it.
The way of things part 1
As anyone who felt obligated to read this blog would know, I work for a semiconductor company. Only a couple of those aforementioned few know what that even means.
It is this group of demi-nerds that I'm about to bitch to.
First and foremost, my
slave driver employer caters to the likes of IBM, Intel, and Samsung to name a few. I would assume that any company that does what we do for these people would be, to be blunt, part of the Infornation Age.
Alas, that is not the case. The archaic attitude taken by this company toward the very industry it drives is down right depressing. Anyone had to use the software, sites, and network we must would about die.
I, for one, <CENSORED>
fuck</CENSORED>ing hate it.
Dependance on all things proprietary is the norm. Bloated, overpriced applications are the status quo. Add in nightmareish network and systems design, supported by an incredibly stupid security policy, and you'll have an idea of our technological work environment.
Stay tuned for an app by app rant!
Friday, July 15, 2005
Saturday, July 09, 2005
I've always been a proponent of teen drivers. I think that the problem with kids today is that we keep taking their responsibilities AWAY instead of teaching them to take care of themselves.
However, when you do step back and allow someone to take risks, be responsible for themselves, not to mention maybe actually LEARN something there can be consequences... Well just take a look at the mad skills of my lil bro:
Of course, the fact that he's in summer school (again), can't figure out how to work a shower, or keep his room clean, or do just about anything other than breathe and eat should have been a clue to my parents. But hey, old people are useless...
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
1200am: Harding Rest Area, NJ.
Apparantly, here in the
tiny great state of New Jersey, people don't drive at night. Or, if they do, they can expect to NOT be able to use the facilities of the rest areas along I-287. Not only can not take a much needed piss break, there are cops chasing people out of the place. Weary, bladder-strained travelers beware, you too could be one of several people harrassed and chased off public property too! God forbid you actually REST at a REST AREA. Man, I HATE cops.
In other news, I'm 622.8 miles into my approx. 825 mile journey. Not too tired, either. Seems stopping every couple hour to blog helps keep me awake. This trip is flying. It took Sharon & I 16 to 17 hours to get to Charlotte, and I'm not even 12 hours in, with about 200 miles to go. Lets see, I've gone a measly 108.2 miles since tanking up, which makes for around 54mph.
I'm going to stretch again and get back on the road.
945pm: Bethel PA.
945pm: Bethel, PA, down to less than a quarter tank, so its time to stop for some gas. Figures that the cheapest place around is $2.25/gal. Oh, well. Made worse time this leg-barely 60mph-in large part due to that construction zone. Not that it was the first one I saw all day, just the biggest bottleneck.
The car took just over 9 gallons, which puts my milage right around 42mpg. Not bad for me cruising between 70 & 75 as much as possible.
I've picked up I-78 in PA, and will be lookin to cut across the Tappan Zee Bridge on I-287 before getting on I-95 toward New Haven, CT.
Gotta stretch and get back on the road, I've wasted almost half an hour on this stop.
On the Road Again
I'm getting ready to leave Charlotte for home, and I just thought I'd post my choice in directions. This is pretty much the same way we drove down. I had to break it into 3 legs to get google to map it the way I want to go. I've got a pretty rough day ahead of me. Its a good thing I'm not really in a hurry. I'll be taking my time, and maybe even posting along the way.