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Tuesday, July 30th, 2002
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2:24 pm - b/w means "backed with"
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when did people start writing 'b/w' as an abbreviation for 'between'? shouldn't it be an abbreviation for beWEEN if anything? anyway, took a look at dictionary.com to see when this (ab)use started, and it doesn't list 'between', just 'black and white' and 'biological warfare'. now the old and/or astute among you will empathize w/ my wrankledness at the omission of the one TRUE legitimate use for b/w: to designate the 'b' side of a phonograph record single.
what's our language coming to?!
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[my pinna overfloweth~4] [spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Monday, July 8th, 2002
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1:56 pm - READ THE USER AGREEMENT!!!
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from http://www.pbs.org/cringely/pulpit/pulpit20020704.html :
Did you hear about this week's critical security update for Windows Media Player? Did you go to Windows Update and dutifully download it? Did you read the End User License Agreement or just click on the "I agree" box? Of course you didn't read the license agreement. Nobody does. Well, they changed it a little since the last time you clicked it. Here is the text of the second section:
*Digital Rights Management (Security). You agree that in order to protect the integrity of content and software protected by digital rights management ("Secure Content"), Microsoft may provide security related updates to the OS Components that will be automatically downloaded onto your computer. These security related updates may disable your ability to copy and/or play Secure Content and use other software on your computer. If we provide such a security update, we will use reasonable efforts to post notices on a web site explaining the update.
Wait a minute! Did you just give Microsoft the right to go inside your computer and change pretty much anything they like even if it disables applications from other vendors -- applications you paid good money for? And if they do mess with the inside of your computer they don't have to ask permission or do anything except post an explanation on some web site somewhere?
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[spoon words into my remaining ear]
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10:41 am - finally an eventful weekend
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went down to SLO w/ nori, left friday morn. hung out w/ jon on saturday. went to sushi in paso robles. paso is finally turning into the foodie mecca i predicted it would. in fact, it even reminds me a lot of sonoma the town. same spanish architecture, same central town square, same proximity to fabulous wine. we went to Goshi for sushi and it was the best raw fish i'd had in AGES. hard to find sushi that good up here. shame.
went to jon's friend's house and not only saw his mint orange bmw isetta but hung out in his guitar room, which housed mint 50s and 60s examples of strats, les paul juniors, LP customs, a tele, a bunch of fender tweed amps and an original vox ac30 top-boost. jammed for an hour or so - my first time jamming w/ jon.
then hung at jon's for a while. he just got a new video projection system, so watched clips from a few movies (5th element, desperado. i would never have thought that a movie called desperado, starring antonio banderas could be any good, but it rocked. at least the first 15 minutes... must watch in entirety). absolutely amazing video quality. rivalled that of a theater. and of course the sound of jon's system clobberred that of any theater. (martin logan/classe/lexicon). the interesting thing is that dvds like waking life are even BETTER than in the theater because they get mastered to dvd digitally (their native format). btw - this was all non-hd stuff. can't wait to see HD on this rig. should be mind blowing...
so, rode back yesterday w/ nori. no biggie until we get to gilroy. we change drivers (to me), and her clutch starts to act up (won't fully disengage). by the time we hit SJ, the clutch won't disengage at all. good thing i'm such an expert driver and so mechanically inclined ;) managed to drive all the way to my house with NO clutch. thank god we didn't encounter stop-and-go traffic....
then to top off everything, i go to hop on my bike this morning and discover that my speedo had been yanked. #$*&$(%*&%!!!!!!!!! thank god i looked at the ODO recently so have an approximate idea of where it was at. gonna make Bill pay, since he's the reason it wasn't garaged.
now to check my horoscope and see what THIS week has in store...
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[spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Sunday, June 30th, 2002
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9:25 pm - h.r. pufnstuff
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| Friday, June 28th, 2002
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3:12 pm - got it
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new TiBook. have drool all over the floor. managed to keep it off the new mac. prolly isn't covered by waranty, so....
well, all i can say is htat it's like a ducati - expensive, but worth every penny. and more user friendly to boot.
can't wait to get some warez on it. all i've been doing so far is looking at the psychedelic screen saver and tugging on my cow orker's arm -- "hey Mere -- look how pritty".
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[my pinna overfloweth~1] [spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Monday, June 24th, 2002
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4:13 pm - deal
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well, i've been obsessing on finding a good deal on a powerbook lately, and i think i found it. i'm getting the new 800 MHz model, apple care and a new (2nd Rev) airport base station for under $3000 including s/h etc. now hopefully everything will arrive ok and the boxes won't be empty ...
found a company that make a little USB dongle that gives s/pdif i/o, which is all i'll need for now. then onto the motu 896 or echo mona laptop. buddy has most of the software that i'll need. hmmmm.....what else? security cable? good case? stickers for the ugly Ti exterior?
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[my pinna overfloweth~3] [spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Friday, June 14th, 2002
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12:13 pm
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have to keep this for posterity:
courage: the bill maher monologue
Someone fowarded me a copy of the monologue that Bill Maher will be using
this evening on Politically Incorrect. Suffice it to say, this monologue
rules. Aside from being courageous, it's honest. Honesty is good. Here it
is:
Before we begin the discussion tonight, I would just like to take a moment
at the top of the show to say to everyone who's contacted me in the last few
days, people I know and people I'd never met but feel like I know - thank
you - for your kindnesses, your support, and in one case, a hooker, but I
sent her back because one, I don't use hookers, and two, it turned out we
were both with the same agency. But it's the thought that counts, and on
that note, I'd also like to thank ABC for the tote bag.
One comment I've heard repeatedly in the last few days in, ah, bars and
public libraries - OK, not public libraries - but in bars, where you get
some honesty because drunks are honest, is: Now that you're free, why don't
you run for office? Which, coming from television, I can't figure out if
they mean that as a step up for me - or more like, "Hey, man, you can always
be a congressman."
Anyway, the comment makes me laugh because I truly believe of all the people
in the whole country who could not win an election, I am very near the top
of the list. Somewhere between Father Geoghan and Al Gore. And the reason
is, I have at one time or another, insulted everybody - and I'm proud of
that. Politically incorrect means not political, not like a politician, and
to give you an idea how unlike a politician I am, I don't even have a wife
to cheat on. So when people say, why don't you run for office? Or, why'd you
get fired?!
Folks, let me sum it up for you: I think religion is bad and drugs are good.
I think America causes cancer, longevity is less important than fun, and
young people should be discouraged from voting.
I think stereotypes are true, abstinence is a perversion, Bush's lies are
worse than Clinton's and there's nothing sexy about being old or pregnant.
I think September 11th changed nothing and if I had known the onset of war
would add 100 points to George Bush's IQ, I would have started one.
I think pornography stops rape, AIDS ribbons are stupid, and flag burning
makes me feel patriotic.
I think death is not the worst thing that can happen to you, people have too
much self-esteem, and being drunk is funny. I think children are not
innocent, God doesn't write books, and Jesus wasn't a Republican.
I'm for Mad Cow disease and against suing tobacco companies.
I think girls hate each other, no doesn't always mean no, you have to lie to
stay married, women's sports are boring and the Olympics are gay.
We'll be on for another six weeks.
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[my pinna overfloweth~1] [spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Tuesday, June 4th, 2002
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10:27 am
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[[Please don't think I'm a tree hugger who knits his own muesli. There are few
people less touchy feely than me. ]]
Gordon McNeill
Scottish Ambulance College
i.e., you gotta say it with the scottish accent.
came up in a mailing list (trauma physicians. the topic: stress when taking certain professional certification courses, like ATLS). here was one of the posts that spurred the above response (and this is from one of the more respected trauma surgeons in the country. yknow, one ofthose guys who has procedures named after him, like the "mattox manoeuver"):
I have no idea what you are talking about. I know of no one who is really
> active in trauma, critical care, or major surgery who even uses the word
> stress. Stress is a term for wimps who are not turned on by the toughest,
> the greatest of the challenges. For those who choose a career in cardiac,
> vascular, trauma or surgical critical care, STRESS IS THE PABULUM OF
> PRODUCTIVITY. I would never hire a person who during the interview even
> mentions the work "stress." For that matter I dot like the terms "life
> style," "vacation," "post call" and other terms which are self centered,
> and
> not patient care and patient outcome centered.
just as long as he's not my teacher....
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[spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Wednesday, May 22nd, 2002
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11:05 am - chicken head
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| Wednesday, May 8th, 2002
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12:26 pm - yoga
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| Wednesday, May 1st, 2002
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2:45 pm - ok, that's it. sorry, shacker
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ran out of smokes last nite at about 8pm. did not buy more. as always, i'm defining whether or not i am officially smoking by whether or not i am buying cigarettes. and i am no longer buying cigarettes, hence, i am no longer smoking. (i'm not bumming either tho, so i'm REALLY not smoking)
btw - that nicorette gum really does lay you flat on your ass. like the first time i went on the patch and smoked a drum. kind of a pain in the ass tho, as you have to have it in your mouth for about an hour and can't eat 15 minutes prior to.
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[my pinna overfloweth~3] [spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Monday, April 29th, 2002
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6:02 pm - complacent
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| Sunday, April 28th, 2002
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5:41 pm - cash machine
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needed $$ for cigarettes, so went to walgreens like usual. and like usual, instead of using the $1.50 cash machine by the door, decided to buy something and get cash back w/ my ATM (free). so, i bought some nicorette gum, got my cash, and proceeded to walk up the street to Sana Liquors to get my smokes. Life would be easier if walgreens sold american spirits.
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[my pinna overfloweth~4] [spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Thursday, April 25th, 2002
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1:47 am - les savy fav
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imagine will farel simultaneously doing his cheerleader and bearded 'lover' characters, crossbred w/ my housemate bill, dancing like chris farley when he had the faceoff w/ patrick swayze for the chippendale's audition. beard, bald pate, 'coach' shorts (the doubleknit polyester tight ones that zip up the front) a polyester tennis shirt (like a polo shirt underneath a faux v-neck sweater vest), jiggly belly and breasts. and he's literally climbing the walls of Bottom of the Hill, walking on ledges in the wall while grabbing the cornice molding with one hand, his mic in the other. now imagine him singing like frank black (pixies) after listening to a non-stop pere ubu marathon. backed by what could also pass as a ubu-ish pixies-ish band. throw in a little dead kennedys. and don't forget to listen to the words. this is les savy fav. not to be missed if you happen to be near them when they play.
the apes openned for them. 5-string bass, keyboards and drums pounding out rather stooges-like grooves with a singer who knows how to scream and swagger. they rocked, but different.
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[my pinna overfloweth~2] [spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Friday, April 19th, 2002
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3:11 pm - that damn caps lock
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how often do you use the caps lock key on your keyboard? never? how often do you accidently hit it when reaching for shift or tab? too often?
sometimes the best solutions are the simplest:
pop off the key cap. voila, no more button to accidentally hit.
(thanks svenlein)
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[my pinna overfloweth~2] [spoon words into my remaining ear]
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8:45 am - drag racers: nitro class
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hp:
6,000
0-100 mph:
< 1 sec.
exhaust volume:
2.8 on the richter scale
speed at finish line:
330 mph
time to go 1/4 mile from a dead stop:
4.5 seconds
fuel:
nitro methane
fuel cost:
$30/gallon
mpg:
0.02
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[spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Wednesday, April 17th, 2002
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3:56 pm - vagina dentata
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was watching a show on sea molluscs last night and was amazed to discover that they have teeth lined mouths (oh, wish i could remember what theyre called). they showed an abalone mouth in action and it was gorgeous.
anyway, some of these teeth are made from stuff hard and sharp enough to strip the flesh from your finger and probably gnaw on the bone.
it was part of this series:
http://www.pbs.org/kcet/shapeoflife/
and was this episode:
The Survival Game/ The Ultimate Animal
"Survival Game" - To survive, all animals rely on incredible offensive and defensive strategies. Octopus, squid, cuttlefish, and snail - all molluscs - evolved from the same animal design. How did the struggle for survival lead to such different variations? What secrets do they reveal about the survival game?
"The Ultimate Animal" - At first blush, one might believe that animals like us - creatures with heads, eyes and brains - are evolution's crowning achievement. Yet there are animals with no head, eyes or centralized brains that accomplish feats impossible for us even to attempt. Enter their bizarre world as we try to determine if there's an ultimate animal on earth.
Length: 1:56:46 CC ST
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[spoon words into my remaining ear]
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3:52 pm - quitting
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well, i still haven't quit smoking. it's on my list.....
but i did give up refritos. yep, that brown velvet that i'd been getting in my daily chavo's burrito as long as ive worked at bc. i had to quit - they're authentic, which means made with manteca -- lard. and i think its healthier if i don't eat lard in such quantity.
anyway, here's the sad irony: quitting cigs will be harder than quitting refried beans, but i'll miss the refrieds much more than i'll miss cigarettes.
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[my pinna overfloweth~3] [spoon words into my remaining ear]
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| Thursday, April 4th, 2002
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2:24 pm - best fast food mascot award goes to....
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| Monday, April 1st, 2002
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8:12 am - quitting smoking
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