Thursday, July 26, 2007

This man needs a caffeine IV, stat!!!

I don't know why this is, but the past few days have seemed quite productive, although I can't really go back and name very many specific events that lead me to believe it. I suppose I will be sooner than later; classes are going to start way too soon for me. On one hand, this is my last semester and I'm more than ready to be done. The sooner the semester starts, the sooner I'll be done. My main beef with not having much time is directly affected by Val's time here before her semester starts. In a few short days she'll be back from Europe, where she's visiting some of our old friends in Klagenfurt, Austria. Here's one of my favorite pictures from our time there together. After what will seem like no time at all, she's going to have to move to California to start on her MFA. Life is not fair sometimes. Oh well, hopefully I'll be busy enough with everything that the rest of the year will fly by. Fingers are crossed (und die Daumen sind gedrückt).

I think the reason that I feel I'm being so productive is because I'm finding myself feeling completely exhausted much earlier than normal. I know, it may not prove that I've actually done anything during the course of a day, but allow me my delusions, please. This is something I'd really like to see change once classes start.

Well, staying true to form, I've totally lost my train of thought on what I was going to write next, so I'll just put in something to watch and get ready to pass out partway through.

Cheers!

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Sight-see on your own time, Beelzebub!

I did something this last Sunday that I haven't done for quite some time now; I went to the church of the Best Buy. Now if you're anything like me, Best Buy isn't one of your favorite places to be. Sure, there are tons of fun gadgets to go and gawk at, but when you know you're not going to buy any of them it doesn't seem quite as enjoyable. I also usually don't care for the people there, customers and employees alike, especially the "Geek Squad"( referred to from now on as the "Idiot Squad" - there is a distinct difference between 'geek' and 'idiot'). Ok, so maybe I'm going a little over the top by bagging on the customers, but in my book they're barely a step above the stereotypical Wal*Mart shopper, though this is a topic for another rant altogether.

Anyway, getting back on track here, my disdain for this place was reinforced by my last visit. I went with a neighbor of mine who admittedly knows a bare minimum about computers, so he hired me to consult him on what to buy and then to set it up for him. The second we stepped into the showcase area, we were attacked by the first salesman. We were lucky, because this one was apparently lower on the food chain and was easily persuaded to leave us in peace. The second one was a bit more assertive and I did end up asking him what the chances were of buying a computer with Window$ XP in place of Vi$ta. He proceeded to tell me with a very stern face that it wasn't a very good idea at all to replace Vi$ta with XP, and that the manufacturer (we were looking at an HP) would probably have AT MOST (he stressed this) about 40% of the hardware drivers, so the machine would "run really bad". In fact, he told me that I could even ask an "Agent" from the "Idiot Squad" if I liked. I do have to agree that there is a good chance that HP's support site may not have very many of the drivers, but I can guarantee that you'll have a better chance finding the drivers on the website of each individual component manufacturer - which he either didn't feel like telling me or just didn't know. My guess is that he didn't know. He also lost any credibility with me when he referenced the "Idiot Squad" as a definitive source of knowledge.

I should mention here that I work as network support for my university, and I've recently rebuilt two (2) Vi$ta machines with XP. All I'll really say about that is that we haven't switched to Vi$ta yet because of security and support reasons. Here's one good reason. Here's another one. I could go on, or you could google it yourself.

After I hinted that I've already done what he just finished advising me against, he changed his tune a bit, but not in the direction you'd think someone would naturally take. Instead of realizing he was dealing with someone who knows a bit about what they were talking about, he proceeded with an alternate tactic to bleed more cash out of a potential sucker; he actually tried to sell me on the idea that such a dangerous stunt could be delegated to the "Idiot Squad" for a couple hundred bucks. Yeah, that's just what I want to do, spend more money for a bunch of hacks to do something I can do myself. No thanks. The funniest part is when we ended up at the counter and an "Agent" was ringing us in. Installing XP was mentioned again, and this guy flat out told me that it can't be done.

Yes, continuity and general communication are apparently not a strong points with these people, much less a firm grasp of factual information - but this is something that I learned a long time ago. I was hired at the very same Best Buy and quit within two weeks. Reason #1; I don't like being a high-pressure salesperson, and they spent more time drilling you on what makes Best Buy the most profit and how to sell it rather than training people on learning about the product and helping people actually find what they need. It's something along the lines of "sell them what you want them to buy, unless they hold out and actually buy what they want". Reason #2; management couldn't tell the difference between their asses and a hole in the ground. Let's put it this way, when I'm expected to remember mundane details about dialup service providers that no one ever buys, I'd like to think that they could keep my hours of availability straight. Hell, the last day I was there I watched him write my hours down, but I was scheduled during my classes regardless. Morons. Anyway, I'm tempted to document my progress and present it to them as proof of their incompetence. That may be over the top, but we'll see.

I guess it doesn't help that I'm grumpy because Val's been gone since early June and doesn't get back from Europe for another twelve days. I suppose the busier I am, the quicker time will pass. I also talked to one of my friends, Duke, who's leaving for grad school in Georgia in a couple weeks. One good way to keep busy until Val gets back is to party with Duke to see him off. I should pass on this link that Duke showed me the other day. This is to a few videos from a New Zealand duo called Flight of the Conchords, and they seem to be like a Kiwi version of Tenacious D. If nothing else, check out Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros and The Humans Are Dead.

Ok, I need to get going and try to accomplish something constructive before bed. Ooo, an episode of MST3K might be just what the doctor ordered...

Monday, July 9, 2007

The Flying PeeWee Herman Doll Is Going To Get Me!

I have made it home, and I am exhausted. For some reason I seem to have cultivated this inhuman ability to ward off hangovers - or at least the painful ones. The only problem I have right now is that in trying to decide whether I should put in something to watch (or more realistically, something to fall asleep to) or continue geeking at my Digital Fortress ©, I'm not really doing either. One constructive thing I've done is to finally link this blog from my old page so that someone besides me might actually know where it's located. I did want to mess around a bit more with the customization features, but I'm so wiped that I just want to lie down in front of the fan and drift off to sleep.

In the next few days I'll try and post a sampling of pictures from this last weekend. Until then, enjoy Nude Recreation Week.

Saturday, July 7, 2007

Notify Next of Kin

The reception starts in about 20 minutes, and I'm heading out the door in (hopefully) less than 5. I was told there are 2 Icehouse kegs and 1 Bud Light. I'm so very afraid...

Friday, July 6, 2007

Beware The Orangutans

This is the first post of my soon-to-be illustrious blog (read to the tune of sarcasm). I decided to sign on to Blogger as a proactive measure for my impending poverty. I have a website that I pay for elsewhere on a hosting company that is actually quite reasonable, but I'm going to graduate in December and I'd kinda like to start cutting costs now before Uncle Sam starts shoving his hand in my face - more so than he does already. You see, my page is basically a glorified blog that I made myself anyway, so why not just let someone else handle the code and give it to me for free? Right.

On to the first order of business; it's a holiday weekend and I'm sitting in the luxurious serenity that is the farm I grew up on. It constantly amazes me how much I always wanted to leave this place, yet now I can't seem to get enough. It's so far away from everything and everyone, so it's easy to see how I used to strain at my bindings when I was younger and more of a social animal. I've come to a point where I embrace the solitude. This should be an interesting facet of my personality to address when I graduate and move. San Diego is not a small city. Ah well, it'll be an adventure regardless.

So the main reason I've returned to my roots this time is to celebrate the marriage of one of my old high school buddies. I anticipate an award-winning hangover this coming Sunday morning. Shit, I hate being hungover.