I must not fear moderation.
Fear of moderation is the mind-killer.
Fear of moderation is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my karma.
I will permit moderation to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the karma has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
Last weekend was my birthday. Woo hoo. Besides a surprise party, I was treated to the joy of having my lovable but loud children stay at my parents house. Ah, silence…
On Sunday, Michele and I decided to see a movie. We wanted to see Gladiator but it wasn’t playing close by. We went to see the Klumps with Eddie Murphy. We got there 30 minutes early ’cause I thought there’d be lines. There were no lines, so we grabbed good seats.
Once inside the place stared filling up. At one point a huge guy walked in a plopped down in a seat to our left. There was a loud ‘snap’. I looked over and noticed the chair backing had split. The guy had actaully broken the chair. Rather then get up, he just continued to sit there and yuck it up. Next I caught a strange aroma in the air. Being the parent of a child in diapers, I am used to strange smells wafting by. I turned to Michele and said, “Is that Chinese food?”. She said it was kimchee. I sniffed again. Yes, kimchee it was. For those that don’t know kimchee, it’s a Korean food made of cabbage. Imagine rotting cabbage mixed with vinegar and left outside in the sun for a few weeks. An extremely foul smell. A turn your stomach and make you gag kind of smell. In any case, we spied a pair up front sucking down the kimchee in the movie theater. I could not believe it. Don’t these people know that movies are meant for salty and sweet foods, not sour! Once the movie began they put the food away. Unbelievably, in the middle of the movie they opened up and began eating more. It made me want to walk over and fart directly in the faces. I didn’t do that, but someone should have.
On other fronts, my father-in-law suprised me with a Hercules GeForce GTS 2 DDR 64MB video card. Yes, I know own the top video card! Ph3ar my mad frame rate. At 1280 x whatever, 32 bit color, and max detail resolution, I get a frame rate averaging 75. Yes, you are jealous. And well you should be.
Oh yeah, the Klumps was funny.
Well the weekend is over and I am beat. Michele got home @ 2AM. No rest for me.
Let’s see while Michele was away and the in-laws were here I was a busy beaver. I saw X-men. It’s good. Not much else to say, they took a comic book and put it up on the big screen. Neat special effects and an understandable plot. The movie should have been longer. Now we are going to have to wait a year or so for the next 90 minutes of the comic book.
I also saw Scary Movie. It’s funny, but if you haven’t seen Scream, Scream n+1, I know what you did last summer, I know what you did last summer n+1, and the latest teen TV shows, you will be a little lost on the jokes. Good raunchy humor. America needs this. After the long drought in raunch humor between the end of the Porky’s series and American Pie, the country suffered from much over-wroght melodramatic crap in the theater.
Diablo 2 News: Battle.net still down. Level 23 Paladin in Open. Ph3ar me.
Ultima News: I can barely bring myself to log in these days. I keep waiitng for some event to draw me back in.
Apple: Don’t even get me started. ATI released some info about the video cards they are putting into the new Macs befroe Mac World. Steve Jobs threw a hissy fit and Apple did a corporate temper tantrum and removed all mention of ATI at the Mac World Show. Did they forget that Apple is a business and not a club? Apple is a joke. Great hardware, but severely misguided business practices.
I found this flyer at work today. It’s been on the bottom of a drawer for a few years to say the least.
Enjoy.
I recently bought some Henry Rollins CDs. I love spoken word and Henry Rollins. So during one of his rants he uses the phrase “Some fucking guy over there”. I cannot get this phrase out of my head. I fear I will be a meeting at work and say something like “We could jury rig it up like some fucking guy over there but that’s not the way I fucking do it!
Fear consumes me. I need lunch.
BTW, go buy some Henry Rollins stuff. This guy deserves your cash, not some fucking guy over there!
Down at the bottom of the page is a banner ad. The site that used to provide stats for me will now give me 10 cents per link though. Only 450 clicks and I will be able to afford Icewind Dale
Now click, my faithful droogies, click me into RPG heaven!
I’ll admit I’m geek. And yes I may be too geeky for some. You see the family was driving to CostCo (one of those big warehouse stores where you aren’t allowed to leave without spending $100). We were discussing where to eat lunch. I wondered if the new Pokemon stuff was at Burger King yet. The kids love Pokemon and it keeps me away from foul McDonalds. So, I whipped out my net enabled cell phone and started to look up the nearest Burger King to call and find out. My wife didn’t like this one bit. “Can’t you be disconnected for even 5 minutes!”, she said. I put the phone away and we entered the parking lot.
My wife drives when we are in town becasue I don;t want to hear that I am a) driving too slow or b) in the wrong lane. So she drives.
She starts weaving though the parking lot and then turns back a direction we had just came from. I asked, “Don’t you wnat to park over there?”, pointing toward the unexplored part of the lot. “No” She grunted and continued driving.
She drove behind the store, past where the employees play basketball and then she parked. She had chosen the parking space absolutely the furthest from the entrance. I guess this was my punishment for surfing the web on my phone. We pulled the kids out and walk for an eternity to the entrance.
The moral is don’t surf the web on your phone or you run the risk of a long walk.
Thanks to dioxidized.com for the idea of drawing pictures in my weblog.
I logged on to Siege Perilous last night and tried to find some action. None was to be found. Is everyone still wrapped up in the housing stuff on other shards still?
So I turned off the computer *gasp* and watched the DVD of October Sky. Pretty good story. Not great, but better than wandering Siege aimlessly for 90 minutes.
After the movie I went back in the study (what we call the room with computers in my house) and found Michele still sewing like crazy. I booted up Diablo 2 and smashed my way well into level 14. A necro was with me to help, but his skels suxx0r in compairison to my rocking Paladin skills.
BTW, why is everyone so in love with gems. Yah, I know they socket and stuff, but how many socketed things are better than the magic weapons in game. Someone explain it to me.
I got the phone call yesterday afteroon. “It’s here.”, my wife said, joy oozing over the phone. The final piece to her new computer had arrived. My task for the evening was set.
After getting the kids washed and into pajamas and properly positioned in front of Barney and Sigmund the Sea Monster, I began the construction process. James, Michele’s cousin, was over for dinner and to do laundry. While my computer skillz are l33t, he makes me look like the old fogey of 32 that I am. He and I dived in. After a short break to read One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish to the munchkins, I returned to work on the computer. By around 9:30 we had it POSTing and began the FDISK and FORMAT of the 30 gig hard drive.
We needed milk for the girls, so we logged on to kozmo.com fo easy delivery. We selected the milk, a DVD to watch while Windows installs and the latest Maxim (heh, X-Men chix). Then as we attempted to checkout kozmo bombed out and wouldn’t accept our order. James and I ran to the supermarket to get the milk and picked up Chewy Chips Ahoy, but no damn Maxim! Thy had friggin Cosmopolitain but no Maxim. Sexism!
We returned to the land of ‘searching for drivers’ and feed the Windows monster all the drivers it asked for. Next was updating all the patches. Then I started with the essential apps: Electric Quilt 4, WinZip, Download Accelerator, Napster, iMesh, RioPort, DirectX, WinAmp, etc. Thank God for DSL.
Once the suite of MP3edness was installed, it was time to transfer 1.9 Gigs of MP3s off my computer to the new one. After beating our heads against Microsoft Networking, NetBeui, and Network Neighborhood for a while we finally could see my Music directory from her computer. At this time we we both a little tired and punchy. 45 minutes of file transfer later and it was done. My wife’s new was ready for use. It was 2AM. 4 hours till the kids wake up. I went to sleep. James took his laundry and went home.
This morning I showed Michele the new computer and showed her the power button. Zoe called from the living room. She and Mira requested the ‘Barney Halloween’ to be played. By the time I returned to Michele, Napster was already running and she was downloading. Mission Accomplished.
The remaining big task is moving from Outlook Express on the Mac to the PC. I think we’ll have to upload her stuff to an IMAP server and then d/l it to the PC. Beeg headache. Good thing James knows IMAP.
I ordered a new case to build my wife a PC. They said it shipped last Thursday. Where the hell is it?
I had to Norton Utilitize her Mac again and see dropped even more MP3s on my computer. Will my suffering never end?
