I'm tired but I want to write a post to let y'all know what is or isn't up. I'm vaguely up, for example. I had missed typing on a real keyboard. Say what you want about the company formerly known as Compaq: they made a solid, heavy keyboard with quiet, well-proportioned keys.
All of the sudden I don't have to used scavenged parts to use a computer. This ruins the DIY and scroungy ethos I'd been cultivating the past couple years. I now have a computer that doesn't seize up when showing a video clip. I still only paid $400 for the parts that make up computer but it has a Firewire card, a built-in NIC and soon a DVD burner. I have put my skills in the world of Pentium 2s and 3s to use with a 2.8 GHz Celeron. Is it selling out or just modern life?
I was testing out my cousin's Firewire-based external drive. She had problems using it, all of which turned out to be the wire. I got addicted to this box immediately -- it let me transfer my 30-odd gig of crap from two drives in less than 30 minutes without making me shut down or even reboot. What a way to simplify backups! What a way to get away from floppy disks...
I need to find my resume. It's somewhere in the mess of stuff I dropped onto this machine. In fact, I should be doing that now. However, I'm talking to you nice folk, telling you that I picked up a neat-looking seltzer bottle at a kitchen store closeout. I then spent hours trying to find a carbon dioxide dealer with no luck. I'll have to try again during the day, as all of the places that could be a hit are closed on weekends. Man, I want to make an egg creme...
I have some tasks ahead: culling out redundant MP3s (possible a few gig of dupes), installing the fonts I actually use (GillSans, Andale, LucidaConsole, Secret Service Typewriter) once I find them, and installing Office 2000 again (yes I have a very legal copy thanks to dumpster diving) so I can edit.
Tonight, however, I'm listening to the Beatles. That's my reward -- digging through stacks of tunes for the ones with the tasty chord changes.
-chocolate syrup and milk with fresh seltzer but no actual egg, Dante
All of the sudden I don't have to used scavenged parts to use a computer. This ruins the DIY and scroungy ethos I'd been cultivating the past couple years. I now have a computer that doesn't seize up when showing a video clip. I still only paid $400 for the parts that make up computer but it has a Firewire card, a built-in NIC and soon a DVD burner. I have put my skills in the world of Pentium 2s and 3s to use with a 2.8 GHz Celeron. Is it selling out or just modern life?
I was testing out my cousin's Firewire-based external drive. She had problems using it, all of which turned out to be the wire. I got addicted to this box immediately -- it let me transfer my 30-odd gig of crap from two drives in less than 30 minutes without making me shut down or even reboot. What a way to simplify backups! What a way to get away from floppy disks...
I need to find my resume. It's somewhere in the mess of stuff I dropped onto this machine. In fact, I should be doing that now. However, I'm talking to you nice folk, telling you that I picked up a neat-looking seltzer bottle at a kitchen store closeout. I then spent hours trying to find a carbon dioxide dealer with no luck. I'll have to try again during the day, as all of the places that could be a hit are closed on weekends. Man, I want to make an egg creme...
I have some tasks ahead: culling out redundant MP3s (possible a few gig of dupes), installing the fonts I actually use (GillSans, Andale, LucidaConsole, Secret Service Typewriter) once I find them, and installing Office 2000 again (yes I have a very legal copy thanks to dumpster diving) so I can edit.
Tonight, however, I'm listening to the Beatles. That's my reward -- digging through stacks of tunes for the ones with the tasty chord changes.
-chocolate syrup and milk with fresh seltzer but no actual egg, Dante