same weather, different day
Archive for April, 2002
monday.
sixety degrees. bright. so long john.
this post will stay at the top all week, with new posts apearing underneath.
voting time, kiddies. i was reading the logs and noticed that people were posting comments under all manner of assumed names, including mine. i’m fairley secure in my identity, and know when something isn’t by me–at least most of the time. how about the rest of you? everyone who posts comments except for ben and his cuz bob have had comments forged under his ir her byline, as well as several people who have never posted here or don’t exist. should this process be allowed to continue? or should i lock the comments to the poster’s IP address/email address or give everyone who wants to post a login and password?
i welcome your comments and suggestions. at the end of the week i’ll make the decision.
for those of you that don’t read the comments, go here and have fun with chris and shane’s site. hurry, before some bright boy submits it to slashdot, and everyone knows about it…
dean should leave his phone off the hook more often. bastard.
i’m so pissed at my cdrom burner right now it’s not funny. and i can’t find my phone charger anywhere. damn rats most have run off with it.
at least i had chilli today.
by the time you read this, brian zimmerman should be hanging around the harold washington library naked. brian insists he’s been naked hanging around kofi annaan’s wife as well. check it out, he’s not just a UC phd candidate, he’s the best thing to come out of new jersey since sprinspteen, and much better read then brucie, trust me.
friday
i really didn’t want to be up this late.
yesterday i spent a fruitless day tracking down ribbons for elayne’s cash register. i hit two office megastores, including the one the register was bought from, and they didn’t have it–special order. if staci hadn’t driven, i’d still be on the damn bus. thank you staci. no thank you to officemaxdepot. both stores had assured me by phone they stock it–neither stocked any ribbons for the registers they sell.
then there was the futile tutoring session with elayne’s grand daughter, in which i replicated almost all the mistakes my teachers made with me. and in which a small child insulted and tortured me, something i didn’t do to teachers untill i was in high school, and had more then enough credits to graduate.
then there was the futile attempt at burning staci’s cd’s. not one came out ok.
then there was the attempt at burning john’s stuff. we ended up making 8 or so coasters before we dug out his old firewire burner thata had never made a cd that was readible by anything other then itself. it works fine under OS X, and makes perfectly readible cds. which means my cd drive is shot.
then there was all the fruitless attempts at getting mail, and all the lost mailboxes *SIGH*
then there was the failed attempts at getting john online with his new isp.
somewhere in there i left my snood in staci’s car.
and kiefer paid me twenty bucks to not finish his web cam project.
and it’s 5:30, i’ve been home for an hour and i still can’t read my mail. and i left the broken printer john gave me in his truck. and the toilet’s over flowing and i have to take a dump. and there’s a rat in my bed.
i think i like this site better when i don’t post
sundry oddities in the world: the ever changing fence between my place and the tile company. of late the fence has grown pants, a few shirts, campaign posters and weirdest of all, about ten red baseball caps. yesterday i noticed the caps, all emblazoned with a logo along the lines of “northwest division champions.” i can’t be more specific because it was cold, dark and raining. i’d have a photo except for the rain. i don’t know if some art student has been having fun, or if they fell off a truck and were picked up and placed by someone. i’m thinking of putting a few of don’s shirts up to replace them…then again, maybe i won’t. i’ve seen a few newbies and pod jr. shooting my place lately. i’m tired of all the attention. i’m sure pod jr. would call the cops if he saw me shooting one of his retched hovels. or try to charge me rent.
a sure sign of spring in chicago: john and i were standing outside talking at 11:30 this evening, and it was 30 degrees. john was talking about moving someplace warmer, and for the first time ever i was nodding my head in agreement.
i really need a bicycle. and a better geek bag. by current one can hold almost everything i need to carry, but it can’t do it ergonimically or well, because it[’s laid out vertically. i also need a summer vest of pockets–walking around pilsen in my winter vest during hte heat wave last week left me sweating more then usual. i did manage to get a few pieces of clothing from jerry’s closet emptying, including a turtlefur snood and a light weight balaclava, which have made this cold snap bearable.
saterday night was the closing of the deus ex show, neville called me up at 5:30 and asked me to go. i begged off for various reasons, and ended up going anyway, as part of a backlash vote by someone else. when we got there, it was non stop ffej fan club: people i didn’t remember from SAIC, the Express, and even earlier kept coming up to me and doing the “oh wow you probably don’t remember me but…” routine. to add to the rockstar being swamped by groupies feeling, i got to talk shop with the Heavy Petting crew, and Jeff from Cheer Accident, just back from their triumphant apearance at the SOUTH BY SOUTHWEST convention. I’ll put up links to both of these fine musical units as soon as my sinuses clear. CA was the band i was photographing when the smashing pumkins press unit offered to pitch me over the balconey at the metro for photographing their band without permision–on a wednesday night 3 bands 3 bucks showcase. the auction of various cd’s and dvd’s was spiced up by neville and kenneth’s mock carny harranguing. all in all it was a nice closer, very crowded, little in the way of booze, and it actually ended when theyh said it would, which was nice.
and now a word from iced coffee and light:
CHEER ACCIDENT: the lineal decendent of DOT DOT DOT, one of if not the last of the chicago area progressive bands. they’ve changed personal since i last saw them, adding a few of the myopic basement folks on recent recordings. i used to gage a show by whether i ran into thymme or jeff there. if it was a band i had just read about, and they were there i knew it was going to be a good show. geek note: they”re using one of those dynamic DNS hosting services/redirection mechanism and it’s bad HTML–it won’t show up in the mac version of opera,displays poorly in mozilla and it might munge other browsers. someday i’ll post boring anecdotes about them here…
BYPASS GROUP: the home of Heavy Petting, and they’re friends and projects. tracking and electronica and various mutant hybrid forms. for anyone who thinks you can’t improvise with a laptop, and for any of the old school Amiga and Demo crowd who think that Mods and Trackers are dead, the former mainstays of the pilsen cafe have branched out to new venues and styles. MP3’s are provided for your drinking and dancing pleasure.
NOTE TO RICHARD: all the heavy petting crew say hey, how are you, and wonder why you didn’t show up, considering you were heading in that general direction…
well, still no idea what’s up with the damn internet connection or anything else for that matter. i’m averaging about 45 seconds of connectivity per attempt. this makes getting any work done impossible. this makes upgrading OS X impossible,, and it makes tutoring Elaynes grandkids harder then i wanted. oh well.
thanks to everyone who wondered where i was and what was up, now leave kenneth alone.
thanks to everyone who read kenneth’s letter about the assault the other night and then called me and asked who the anonymous victim was. after threatening to remove the titanium screw that holds his back together, kenneth revealed the following: “IT’S NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!” BTW, the new lamprey admin address is /dev/null. if you don’t understand, ask your local sys admin.
BROWSER WARS UPDATE: MOZILLA 1.0 RELEASE CANDIDATE ONE is out! get your bandwidth on and download it…ONLY YOU CAN PREVENT INTERNET EXPLORER! (this update was added through Opera, since i went IE free. Mac and linux abusers know have a better selection of browsers availible then M$ junkies, which makes me giggle, especially on the Mac side, where there are three pay to play browsers shooting it out for less then 8% of the total market, despite IE coming bundled with Mac OS..) if you use IE on OS X, patch it NOW, through the software update panel.
speaking of OS X, the 10.1.4 update fixes the dial up ppp problems we’ve been having, as well as hangs and drops.(why didn’t they release it on 4/1?) and there’s a new security patch that addresses a bunch of issues. both are availble through the aforementioned update preferences panel, as well as the apple website.
let’s see how long it takes to get this on the site….
after six hours of trying to get through to customer support at my isp, i was finally connected to a human, who told me there was no problem with my account. she then hung up on me. at 11:35pm, i was finally able to get online.
after i finished typing that line they droped me again.
i am so past my wits end it’s not funny, and i’m so tired of running around trying to get a place to live, adn trying to get a place to store the the stuff, and trying to get a place i can go online…and i’m tired of only sleeping when my adrenaline runs out.
so i’ve finished typing this and i’m going to try getting back online. checking posting time for how long it took.
this says it all…
i don’t know how much longer this can go on.
