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|Monday, April 19th, 2004|
|satan is good, he's our pal
Why is it that after slacking all day Sunday, I finally get a jolt of energy at 11PM and go into hard core productive mode? My brain is chumped.
So here's an update on the housing situation -- J and I had an offer accepted on a place in Melrose, MA. We are very excited about the house. It's been really well maintained, we really like the homeowners, and we think everyone came out of the process feeling good about it.
Inspection is Tuesday, and I'll be going through with a camera to take pictures for friends, family, well wishers, haters, skips, skops, scallywags, marks, mark ass tricks, and mark ass bitches (did I mention I'm _really_ sad that Chappelle's is over for the season? I smoke rocks.).
Back to the house -- we really like the neighborhood. It's a great location -- suburban enough to have our own space and solitude, but close enough to get places when we want. It's a beautiful area and contains a great nature reserve with walking / hiking trails and a doubly fenced leashless dog park. We took Booch there today and he was like a pig in poo.
More to come, but I'm happy now. Oh yeah, my Tivo was also kind enough to snag Groundhog Day for me last week. Watching it 5 times has certainly had a positive impact on my mental health. I've got you babe.
|Wednesday, April 14th, 2004|
|Tyrone Bigums sez
I'm gonna tell you something about me Joe Rogan that you might not know. I smoke rocks.
|Friday, April 9th, 2004|
|They put 30 inch Lorenzos on that thing, man
OK, we may have found a house this time. This process has been more painful than I could ever imagine, but we have something worth offering on finally. That's a long way from having the house, but it's nice to at least know there's something worth buying in this god forsaken expensive ass town.
'Is Wayne Brady gonna have to choke a bitch?'
|Monday, April 5th, 2004|
|still so funny
OK, I know I'm always quoting the Simpsons, so it should be obvious that I'm a fan. Still, it's worth reflecting on the awesome staying power of the show. Last night's episode, 'A Margical Tour of History' (or something) was the funniest show I've seen all year, on any network at any time. Several laugh-out-loud-call-J-into-the-room-so-s
he-can-tell-me-it's-not-that-funny moments. Maybe it's cause I'm a history buff, but it was just so perfect.
Milhouse confusing a Sacagawea dollar for a Chuck E. Cheeze token?
Anne Boleyn's 'A Son'll come out tomorrow' pin
Henry VII -- 'I'm going to establish a religion where divorce is so easy that half of all marriages end in it.'
'Who knows more about marriage than a celibate Italian weirdo?'
An Animal House ending that was stolen from American Graffiti
Genius, genius, genius. I love this show.
|Friday, March 5th, 2004|
|OK, I'm a bit late to the party on this one . . .
But 'Wonderboy' by Tenacious D is one of the coolest songs I've heard in the past year. Does that do anything for you? That's levitation, Holmes!
On another note, J and I may have found our house today. Nice place, but looks like we're going to be house rich / cash poor for the next 30 years. Actually, we live in Boston, so unless we want to buy some hovel out in the sticks, we're gonna be ass broke no matter what we do. I _was_ rich, biatch!
I leave you with this, your 'Chappelle's Show' moment of the day:
Son: Daddy, Nick Cannon's hilarious!
Dad: Man, fuck you son.
|Monday, February 9th, 2004|
Quickly becoming one of my favorite shows. I've probably watched last week's episode 15 times. Mud butt, Spanish gibberish, Nick Cannon. It's all just too damn funny.
|Sunday, February 8th, 2004|
|Line of the week
She got a light skin friend look like Michael Jackson
Got a dark skin friend look like Michael Jackson
Picked up a new power supply at MicroCenter today, so everything's back to normal now. Surprisingly, nothing else was damaged. I was kinda hoping the rest of the machine would be dead so I would have an excuse to upgrade, but it wasn't meant to be.
|great week for basketball
I love this time of the year, though it can be hard on the true-believer's heart. Sometimes I regret drinking the Kool Aid during my undergraduate days -- Duke's overtime win over UNC reduced me to a quivering wreck, emotionally spent. With UNC turning it around at Wake today, my greatest fear, that our win would catalyze them to stop sucking for the rest of the year, may yet be realized.
And Stanford's win over Arizona today was simply insane. Almost made me think they deserve the #1 ranking, but then I remembered that the Pac-10 just sucks compared to the ACC, so our record, even with a loss, is still more impressive. I doubt that holds much water out west, though, so they're probably all bitching about the East Coast bias.
|What the hell was that?
My main home Linux box just exploded. Literally exploded. Sounded like I was frying up popcorn, sparks flew, smoke spread. I think it was the power supply, though I'm half hoping that it fried the other components on its way out so I'll have an excuse to upgrade the processor.
|Monday, February 2nd, 2004|
Spent most of the weekend porting Synergy
to Mac OSX. Got a basic alpha release together, and I'll hopefully have a chance to get it filled out this weekend. Nice to be hacking again.
|Tuesday, January 27th, 2004|
|Now that I've got 240 hours to fill on my TiVo . . .
I've picked up some new shows:
1) Queer Eye -- in case you hadn't noticed
2) Monster House -- Steve is a bad ass
3) College Hoops Tonight -- Jay Bilas explaining to the world why Duke's #1 (again)
4) Nova -- Great nerd fare
5) Chappelle's Show -- Well, it's not new to my list, but it's a new season. I've probably watched the slow motion bathroom scene 20 times. That show is so damn raw (Tiger Woods on being drafted into the black race -- "So long fried rice, hello fried chicken'), my liberal white ass is in penance all week for enjoying every filthy minute of it.
6) Sunday NFL Countdown -- Steve Young has always been my hero, but the real draw here is the Mayne Event, which J and I huddle up to watch together each each week. Kenny Mayne, simply put, can do no wrong (on the Colts' punter's aspirations to run the ball more -- "[The Patriots] see him as a sort of Walter Payton, Gale Sayers combination . . . in that he plays football.").
I've also added a season pass to pick up the rare Cleveland Cavs game we get here. It's been great watching Boozer develop into a potential All Star alternate, and, count me a believer, the LeBron show is the future of the NBA. That kid must have been watching some of the pick-up games at 2525 Meridian Pkwy back in the day -- only place he could have picked up those moves.
|Sunday, January 25th, 2004|
|My 2 year plan
1) Buy a house
2) Convince Queer Eye to fly out to Boston and pimp it and me out
|Only people of a certain disposition . . .
As the most ardent of readers may have noticed, my old high school friend Palmer moved back to town from New Zealand this month. That's cool, but he brought with him some bad news -- my former high school English teacher and yearbook advisor (I was the editor, of course I'm that guy) died last year of a terminal illness (possibly ALS). He was very young, so I certainly wasn't expecting that news.
It's a strange feeling -- we hadn't talked since graduation, and it took me months to learn the news, so it's not as if it's a crippling, immediate pain. Something similar happened a few years ago -- one of my best friends from elementary school (Sullivan's Island represent!) committed suicide in 2000. We had lost touch, so I didn't hear about it for months. It's the same sensation. Both just sit there in the back of my mind, periodically reminding me that I probably should have known, that there is something I should have said, that day by day, more doors to the past are closed.
Sorry, Tiny E, I wish I would have known.
|Thursday, January 15th, 2004|
In other news, I managed to resurrect the old TiVo -- my legions of faithful readers and those with good peripheral vision surely know by now that I killed Ol' Faithful during a botched upgrade. Well, a restore image from a kindly masked stranger was all I needed to get things back on the straight and narrow. I've got a bit of a dilemma now: the new TiVo is able to control my Comcast cable box over a serial link, so there's none of the messy, error prone IR repeater crap. I think I may crack open the new one and throw the new 120GB in there, then sell Ol' Faithful with the stock 30 GB hd. Sounds like a nice project for the long weekend, if I can find enough down time between crap I want to TiVo.
I just have to remember to make a full backup _before_ I start dicking around with things this time.
|Return of the King and Queen
The parents have been making me very proud lately. Dad sold his company and did quite well with it, so he and mom are moving back to Charleston for a well earned early retirement. It's nice to call Charleston my family home again -- it felt so artificial explaining that I was from Charleston but my parents now live in Florida. No more of that. Isle of Palms is home again, so holidays will make a lot more sense now. Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished.
Oh yeah, and I'm rich, biatch!
And for Ryan's random music selection of the week, I give you Gordon Lightfoot, freshly purchased from ITunes:
'Just like a paperback novel, the kind the drugstores sell
When you reach the part where the heartaches come
The hero would be me, but heroes often fail
And you won't read that book again
because the ending's just too hard to take.'
|Thursday, January 8th, 2004|
|Turn around, bright eyes
Welcome to '04, bitches. I'm bouncing back from a pleasant Christmas and New Years slack time and getting back into this work thing full bore. I have so many nice toys I got for Christmas, but I don't have enough time to play with them right now.
Speaking of Christmas, J got me new hdd and TurboNet for Christmas for some TiVo update love, but the poor thing didn't survive my ham fisted surgery. Still trying to get it back online, but in the mean time, I ran out and bought myself a new one because I'm that damn compulsive. Seriously, everyone raves about how cool TiVo is, but they don't consider the very real human cost of TiVo dependence. I can't bear to watch television without TiVo, especially if I'm trying to watch a basketball game.
It's so bad that I bought my sister and dad TiVos for Christmas so I would never be without when visiting the family. Actually, mom already had one, so their house was safe to begin with, but what's a house with one TiVo? A house that could use another TiVo, that's what the hell it is. Take my house, for example, we have 3 TiVos for 2 TVs. Does that make any sense? No, but it does mean I'm cooler than you. And I buy my family members nicer gifts than you do.
Oh yeah, something else: if you have a problem with 'Total Eclipse of the Heart', you've got a problem with me. That song owns my ass. Which reminds me, J wants me to be on Queer Eye so they make over our house and make me look less like a tool and give us the phatty TV, but she's a little worried that if they showed up I'd realize I really was gay after all. I don't think she has anything to worry about -- I'm not _nearly_ cool enough to be gay.
|Thursday, December 18th, 2003|
|Sunday, December 7th, 2003|
|Tivo People, what's up with this?
In the last few days, I've started to see junk like this on my screen. As you can see, it happens in Tivo menus and in live TV, so it's got to be a Tivo related issue. Is this a sign of pending hard drive explosion?