So last night, I hooked the Wintel box up to my monitor, plugged in the keyboard and mouse, and gave 'er a rip. She booted on the first try, and I got Ubuntu installed without any headaches. The only downside is the lack of a simple driver setup for my wifi card. I've been dancing with ndiswrapper since yesterday evening, to no avail. For now, there's an Ethernet cable running at an angle from the far corner of my living room to the desk at the opposite corner. I hope to get this resolved tonight.
Tonight, I am supposed to start swimming lessons, and Kate will be my instructor. I never learned to swim, and there's a long story behind that, that I'll be conveying over at DB.N later today, or sometime tomorrow. After work today, I need to hit up a Sportmart or something for a lock, towel, swimsuit and goggles. I'm trying to blow off the minor snit we had this morning at about 6 a.m. When I went to leave I was still really irritated, but I stopped before I left, forced myself to calm down and went in and kissed her goodbye and told her that I loved her. Now, hours later, the irritation is coming back a bit. Must relax. Should definitely not carry this into swimming lessons.
Back to the geek side of the house, there's this thing called Tikitag, which I'm looking at, and thinking is a brilliant idea. I'm thinking I'm going to invest in one, and see if I can't tie it to documents on my hard drive. It'd be nice to have a sticker on the frame of a bike, for example, that would pull up the specs document for the frame and the maintenance logs. Basically, someone figured out how to market RFID tags.
On the sports side of things, apparently all Vince Young needs is a hug, and he'll be alright. There used to be rumors that Daunte Culpepper had a fragile ego. Sounds like he's met his match in Vince Young.
In other jock stuff, Lance Armstrong formally announced his return to racing yesterday. I'm sure that Nike, Trek and Oakley are all shitting themselves with glee. Unless, of course, he signs with a team other than Astana...in which case, only Nike and Oakley will be shitting themselves with glee.
- Rambly!
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fontosaurus- September 10th, 2008
- More Random Droppings
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- fontosaurus
- May 14th, 2002
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- Must all computer customer service people treat clients like retards? I mean, really. I called Apple today -- the iBook has to go in on a warranty claim. Faulty LCD screen and the hard drive is going. The guy on the phone, who probably had 3 days of training under his belt, apparently is incapable of listening. I explained the symptoms and everything I'd done to alleviate or rectify them, and he replied with, "Have you reset the power manager?" Uh, yeah, dude...that was the first thing on the list. Pay attention. Anyway, after dealing with Zippy the Wonderdork for the better part of 45 minutes, Apple is now sending me a pre-paid overnight express box to ship them the iBook in.
- I need to learn to swim. I mean, I can. Sorta. Just not real well. And if I'm going to get around to that Life Goal of doing the Hawaii Ironman, I have to take care of this.
- Marathons. Haven't done one since 1993, while stationed at Ft. Bragg. I guess this means I have to start running again. Going to have to take it slow so that Mr. Ankle and the Bad Knee Twins have time to get used to it.
- Nice day! I just spent a few hours outside working on American Gods by Neil Gaiman. Sipping Mt. Dew, sucking up sunlight, and generally relaxing.
- Reading. See aforementioned thing on the Gaiman book. Have to dig into Stephen King's new collection of short stories and get it back to
mso soon. Someone sent me Edward Abbey's The Monkey Wrench Gang off my Amazon wishlist in exchange for some of my fonts. And I really should bite the bullet, give in to pop culture and read that Harry Potter shit.- Nice day! Fuckit, I'm going over to Calhoun and go rollerblading. Peace out, lil honkies.