I had the day off from work and class, so I slept late. I hung out near Cake Woman a bit. Then I went to the Keathly’s for the final push. Lisa and Stan had hurriedly dumped my stuff into boxes, so for the most part I just picked up what they had packed and brought it to Anoka.
jessepmullan: if I ever own a car company, we will release an OMG edition
paul: ha ha ha
paul: Mullan OMG
paul: i want a Mullan OMG
jessepmullan: The Mullan Leopard OMG
jessepmullan: You can order it with the Z package
jessepmullan: but if you want the OMGWTFBBQ package you can’t get the Z package
jessepmullan: the Z package is for racing
The Balls Of Unusual Size? I don’t think they exist.
The other day when I was sick I watched the Princess Bride. Is it just me or is practically every line in that movie quotable?
I had a dream this morning where a midget had some sort of attack, and the 911 dispatcher transferred me to a doctor who said that the term for a little person is a “woodland creature.” I was really confused in the dream, because I didn’t see how that was going to get paramedics to the scene any sooner.
Then I got up and made myself a huge breakfast with beef, beans, rice, baby spinach, eggs, cheese, and a tortilla. It almost made up for the sleep that I had missed.
Tomorrow I make a whole new Internets for the Whole Music Club. Hooray.
Zach missed an angry phone call or two to Qwest today over the shadiness of my DSL. The first guy said that he was going to have something fixed and put me on hold. Then I got cut off. I called back and the second guy said that everything looked fine to him. I came home and the internet was still all screwed up. To make matters worse I couldn’t even connect from my desktop to the server in the same room. Frustration ensued as I fruitlessly delved into system logs on my linux box. It was getting bad packets some how. I put in the ethernet card from my other server, and the bad packet messages stopped, but the connection was still hosed up.
Then I remembered that I had plugged the wrong power supply into the switch. I took a chance on a new switch from Best Buy, and it was like dynamiting a dam. Holy crap the entire internet poured into the apartment in seconds. Amazing.
That’s all.
Cake Woman is in San Francisco starting fights and raising a ruckus, so I have the apartment to myself. I’ve been running around in the nude with all the lights in the house on because for a brief few days, I can. Okay, before Cake Woman kicks my ass I should come clean — earlier I had all the lights on in the kitchen while I was doing the dishes. Really the only thing that I did that she will get upset about is that I drank one of the Viking beers in the fridge. It’s dark and chocolatey. Mmm mmm good. Actually, I bought that beer for her in a fit on generosity the other day. I don’t know what I was thinking. I must like her or something.
When I unplugged the DSL modem (router? whatchamajigger?) after work today, Lisa went into immediate shock. She was pale and clammy until Stan and I rubbed ethernet cables on her wrists for a while.
“Where am I? Where is the internets?” she stammered.
“I’m taking them to Anoka,” I answered grimly.
“Jail?” asked Noah. He always confuses Anoka with jail. Make of that what you wish.
I was doing a little research because I’m a big nerd and I found some interesting stats for nationwide bus-based transit.
Oh, I left out the electric stuff. Hmm. The amount of energy involved is four or five orders of magnitude less, so the final number comes out the same.
Of course, these numbers can only be improved by hybrids and increased ridership. It would be interesting to see these numbers for smaller samples — how does a really busy line compare? If the 16 is full all day long, what is the mileage per passenger?
To me cycling is a pleasurable activity that I do of my own free will, while driving a car is an uncomfortable activity I have to do in order to meet other people’s requirements. — Ken Kifer
To me cycling is a uncomfortable activity that I do of my own free will, while driving a car is a pleasurable activity I do in order to meet other people’s requirements. Unfortunately, that pleasurable activity is destroying our planet, so, uh, well, to really give my opinion would require pages and pages, and a ton of research, which I don’t have time for.
Never mind.
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