I swear, there’s something very Brownian going on in my head.
I am semi-secretly stoked that geekslut has returned to blogging.
Wikipedia’s completed its upgrade to v1.5, thank God. Now I can breathe easily and go back to my usual pasttime of wielding the Fiery +5 Sword of Revert. (can’t come up with a decent wiki-thac0 joke here, sorry.)
Fred and I just finished moving in together. Now, we edit our stuff. Drama may ensue.
Been slacking in the gym… aside from moving (hello! June in St. Louis!), work drama, and a nasty bug I caught (102° fever), I haven’t had the time or energy. Doesn’t help that the new trainer’s TOUGH, either, though that isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
WTF! is there no Radiohead on US iTunes?
The last of the Beethoven symphonies are up; get ‘em while you can. Haven’t yet listened to the BBC Orchestra’s #9, but if it’s anywhere near as good as their #6 then people will be in. tears. during the final movement.
Why does the ad-block in GMail show recipes for everybody’s favorite tinned meat product when one looks in one’s Spam folder? Did Hormel pay Google off or something?
Sorry, but if you’re asking about purchasing any of my bodily fluids, the answer is no.
Working on the home network. Very cool thing about the new place: CAT5e, POTS, and coax jacks in every room, all home-run to the utility closet, and POTS and coax very easy to disconnect from service providers. Facepalm moment for rehabbers: no electrical outlet in said utility closet, so I have to run an extension cord under the door from the hallway and put a table or something there so that the cord doesn’t get disturbed.
At work, been cracking down on unattended logins lately, and I have to admit that it’s a lot more fun that usual. This time around I have the full and very vocal support of the CFO, so people are actually listening, and I can actually disconnect problem users (cue evil cackle).
Also been tinkering with a few programs: Samba at home, GAIM at work. Samba is going to be the file storage-slash-print serving-slash-authentication system at home; GAIM will eventually be the office IM client (running on a Jabber server), but has a few tweaks to be made before it can go “live”. (BTW, if you see me online on a messenger client during the day, then this is why. Say “hi” if you like, but it may take me a few minutes to respond since I’m technically supposed to be working, y’know, while I’m at work.)
Put your dirty dishes in the dishwasher, please; it makes the whole prevention-of-rotting-food-in-the-sink thing so much easier.
Eager to start cooking again after the move-enforced hiatus; the thyme, marjoram, rosemary, and basil on the spice rack are calling unto me.
I swear, if one more person suggests I go tanning, I will club them with a bottle of aftersun lotion.
Will somebody please explain to me the appeal of all this white-girl-missing news?
Best smackdown I’ve seen lately: when Rove et al. were whining about how Sen. Durbin compared Gitmo to the Soviet gulags, somebody (can’t remember who, sorry) looked in Solzhenitsyn and substantiated Durbin’s comparisons easily.
good Lord, do I really have that many edits on en:?
Damn, I need to get back into Diablo II. There’s just something very cathartic about wailing on demons and the undead.
Yay Spain! Suddenly I know where we can retire.
It’s the end of the second quarter already. Day. um.
I did warn you that these’d be random, right?
Windows users: go update.
To the person who found this here blog by searching for the word “fornicate”: I love you. To the person who found this here blog by searching for the phrase “small red bumps near triceps”: Ingrown hairs, acne, insect bites, impetigo, or some rare and exotic and messily fatal disease; go see a doctor to find out which.
I love the word “messily”.
Been listening to the iPod at work; the network admin now laughs when I follow up Mozart with Radiohead with Värttinä with the mashedup “Superlangalang” (M.I.A. “Galang” meets the Super Mario Bros. theme).
Fluxblog has me hooked on a couple Swedish groups: The Similou and Lo-Fi-FNK. Goooood shit.
More people read this blog on Fridays than any other day of the week. More people read in the 9:00 hour (Pacific Time!) than any other hour of the day. More people read this blog during the week of April 17 2005 than any other week.
I think that’s about it for now. Thanks for helping me cope with my randomheadedness.
June 30, 2005 Comments Off
Quick screed-moment
Two of ‘em, referred to me by others.
Juan Cole throws down. Day-um. I almost feel sorry for Jonah Goldberg.
Why hate-crime laws are necessary, or “some motives are more reprehensible than others, fuckheads”. (The word “fuckheads” never appears in that [excellent] post. i just like it.)
February 8, 2005 Comments Off
Random ramblings.
- My new candy obsession: Liquorice Altoids. They are not for the faint of heart, and especially not for you poor misguided souls who think that Twizzlers are “licorice”. (um, NO. they are most certainly NOT.)
- I’ve become fascinated lately with two blogs, The Rude Pundit (incredibly foul-mouthed commentary on current events) and GeekSlut (graphic recaps of a hot gay man’s escapades; this one is mostly text but definitely NSFW).
- So one of my new roommates — I think I’ll call him DD here and avoid that messy asterisk — is talking about a post-T’giving road trip to Wisconsin to cut a big Christmas tree. (The only ones available around here are 9-footers, which look sorta small in the corner of the living room and downright puny in the multistory atrium where he wants to put the tree.) On the way there or back, there would be a requisite IKEA stop. w00t. I may go just for the meatballs.
- And speaking of meatballs, I have to chide local-boy Bill Mueller on his three errors the other night. Dude. You could have at least waved Varitek off.
- Drupal 4.5 is out, and I’m veeeeeery tempted to switch to it for this beloved blog. That MAY sort out these weird “all jumbled text and code” issues I’ve been seeing on here lately; but then again, that may have no effect, or even make it worse.
- For all the people who’re searching: I do not know if Jim Edmonds is gay or not. Actually, now that I think about it, I do not CARE if Jim Edmonds is gay or not, just as long as he starts hitting again. (Now, Scott Rolen, OTOH… if he’s gay, I’m interested, streak or slump.)
- Been hitting the weights hard in the gym, and am starting to feel the results. And I love it. I also love when people ask my advice on squats (which continue to be my favorite exercise); I had to scale back my weight on that, but I’m still out-doing most of the guys down there.
- Point for all men who lift weights: WORK YOUR LOWER BODY, at least as hard as you work your upper body. I don’t care whether you’re hoping to attract and/or retain women or men — EVERYBODY loves a nice ass, and NOBODY likes skinny little bird legs.
- Of course, I typed that before going down there today. Couldn’t stay focused, so my form was übersloppy. So I had to cut it short. grrrrr. Friday’ll be better, I promise.
- Oh, and I have a “fitness evaluation” tomorrow afternoon. We’ll see then how much I’ve improved (or not).
- The Guardian has a piece on the Wikipedia phenomenon. It’s quite good, and the Britannica boys come across as rather shrill. haha.
- By the way: yes, anybody can edit Wikipedia.
- My bedroom is GREEN. REALLY, REALLY GREEN. It works very nicely with the mahogany bed, though. And the pumpkin-y orange in the middle room is gorgeous.
- Reed organs are fucking heavy, and one must be very careful when describing them. (Don’t just say “Man, I’m still sore from moving his organ yesterday!” — apparently that can be misconstrued.)
- Spent much of Sunday doing what I’ve decided to call “Dalmatian aerobics”: chasing a spotted dog around and around and around and around. Once I got her cornered, though, she gave up readily.
‘k. done with that for now.
October 26, 2004 Comments Off
Quick, interesting reads
’cause this upgrade process is about to require some jeem-lovin’.
- Co-ed. Jell-O. Wrestling. AT THE SOUTH POLE. Friggin’ brilliant.
- I was originally going to post the Salon.com iteration of Dan Savage’s response to Gov. McGreevey’s resignation, but R* points me to the Guardian’s reprint that doesn’t require a “day pass”.
- but then again, R* also wants to join the Apostrophe Protection Society. I’d much rather “join” the “Quotation Mark” “Conservation” “Guild”, but to “each” his “own”.
- There’s now a blog devoted to the King of Soups, pho. Rock. Eventually I’ll get around to posting reviews of STL-area pho joints, but in the meantime you can read up on the history of pho. (For the record, the word “pho” is allegedly pronounced somewhere between “fur?” and “fuh?”.) There’s also a recipe at the bottom that I need to try sometime.
- Been tinkering with a new, masochistic distro, but I have yet to get as far as a GUI. More on that later.
‘kay, time to intervene in the process. will post more tomorrow or so.
August 18, 2004 Comments Off
Short bits
War and Piece covers the possibilities of Kerry foreign policy. (Don’t remember where I stumbled across this one.)
The NYT has the text of Al Sharpton’s speech. Quite good, really. (Thanks, Kristie.)
July 30, 2004 Comments Off
