Don’t Be This Person

Lot of Ranting lately… either the public is getting progressively dumber or I’m stressed to my maximum limit which tends to make me cranky. Given that I spent the last eight months here, and didn’t have much to Rant about, I’m betting my stress level has worn down my stupidity tolerance. What stress you ask? I had my taxes done, spent three weekends packing (or drunk), am blowing away all sense of the budget I had in mind for townhouse and home improvements, had my Jetta hit in a parking lot, and have fought with more machines at work (and lost) than I think I have for the last two years combined.

Anyway, since it’s still the Lenten season – and today is Friday – I decided to pop over to Red Robin for lunch today. On my way back from picking up more moving boxes, actually… it just doesn’t end. It was there that I treated to a nice reminder that there are some stupid people on this planet.
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School Bus Driver Shot

Saw this story on the national news today, about a 14 year old kid that shot his school bus driver. The most we ever did to our bus driver is exit the bus all at once in a form of protest. Well, that and one kid once threw a watermelon on the bus, but even then, it was mostly harmless. Anyway, it seems that they don’t want to try him as an adult… feh!
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Feature Request: Notebook Makers

For the love of God… can notebook makers spend a little bit more money – like an extra $5 per model – for parts and the design of a keyboard? You know, one that a ham-hock-handed user can pound on and not be heard typing on from 30 feet away? Especially while sitting in a conference room… and constantly distracting everyone around you because ya can’t hear the speaker over the constant clanking?! Is your email that fuckin’ important?!?!?!

Glare.

Every conference should be available by remote video. This kinda crap is worse than the movies!

International Influence

America: One exposed Jackson breast during a live broadcast causes a political-infused witch hunt to make all things media-related “less offensive”. Some how pictures of Michael Moore’s face is still every where and I can’t think of a more offensive face to look at, but anyway… Bible thumpers thump louder than normal and old, crusty battle-axes put down their tea cups and doilies to support said witch hunts. The net result? The nation has proven yet again that we have completely lost our sense of humor, much less our sense of freedom, and needs a collective cream-pie-in-the-face or a kick in the crotch.

Australia: “Topless Aboriginal dancers welcomed Britain’s Prince Charles in Australia’s outback on Wednesday, where locals were preparing to throw a bachelor party for the newly engaged royal. ” [Reuters]

See the difference? Can we suck anymore than this?

*sigh*

Hockey Jerseys

So the NHL’s season was cancelled a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t notice, honesty. I still consider myself a Rangers fan; I started to follow hockey as the MLB had labor issues, well before the NYR won the Cup in 1994 and even a little bit after that… But, well, when the NHL started having labor problems in the mid 90’s, I lost interest in them. Out of sight, out of mind, I guess. I also moved to a city that doesn’t have a team in the NHL, but, western WA does have a number of minor league WHL teams. I went to a game last night at the KeyArena, thanks to Steve, and I gotta tell ya: I think I like minor league games better.
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Saying Goodbye to a Furry Friend…

Never an easy thing, this saying goodbye crap… but it’s all part of life. Even when it isn’t your pet, it’s still hard to do. It’d like to post a tribute to Sheba, my sister’s cat of over eight years. A fat cat, yes, but pretty quick when chasing a laser light – in fact that little light caused her to act like a kitten beyond her age. She was also an effective cling-on: good for warmth during the winter. And now, after a bout of sickness, the vets have finally gotten to a point where they can’t do much for her except “prolong her life” for a couple of weeks… she’s an older cat now and she’s in pain – it was time, and so she left us today…

El Gato Sabetini: you’ll be missed and not forgotten.

Time For Change?

Ya know this really pissed me off. I’ve had the same email address for just about ten years now. No, really: ten years – it’s easy to do when you own the domain… anyway, as Spam has gotten worse over the years, my ISP/Hosting companies have taken steps to filter out Spam. So have mail clients, first through add-ons, and then as part of the actual product, in the case of Outlook. It’s worked pretty well, in all honesty, and I’ve been able to survive.

The good news from all of this is that I haven’t had to send a “here’s my new email address” email in a decade. Hell, most people didn’t even know what email was, by the time I had my first address, so hurrah for me and my longevity. The bad news from this is that I’m getting Spam from myself, offering cheap Microsoft product and free alternatives to viagra.

That’s just wrong – might be time to change my [personal] email address, after all.

Funniest Thing I’ve Read Online in a While

Gizmodo: T-Mobile’s computer forensics and security team is actively investigating to determine how Ms. Hilton’s information was obtained.

That just cracked me up some how… that there’s a forensics team for a mobile operator… funny shit.

Wake Up. Right Now.

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A few weeks ago I started using a Rio Cali in the gym because it has an FM tuner and the gym broadcasts TV audio on radio frequencies. I originally figured that I’d be using it to keep up with ESPN broadcasts, which sometimes don’t have closed captioning, but I’ve actually been listening to The O’Reilly Factor on Fox News which has actually been entertaining. Until today. Today’s show threw me for a loop: we all need to wake up and like right now.
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Don’t Even Get Me Started

Fox: A lawsuit claims the video game “Grand Theft Auto” led a teenager to shoot two police officers and a dispatcher to death in 2003, mirroring violent acts depicted in the popular game.

Yeah, right, because after playing the game he obviously has no sense of right or wrong. Games obviously override everyone else’s sense of morality. And it’s also obvious that this was the only time that he saw any form of death or violence: never on a TV or movie screen or magazine or newspaper. It’s obvious.

What’s makes this whole thing worse is that the smart fucker will probably get away with it, having made a pointed comment or two about video games during the whole thing… inconceivable.

Game over buddy – get off my planet.

Owner’s Manual?

Seeing as I signed up for MLB via MSN Premium – I wanted to be able to keep track of live Yankees games during the season – I didn’t realize it until recently that I had access to the MSN chat rooms again. I used to visit them when they were available for free and when they switched to subscriber only, I kept in contact with chat people in a Group-based room, which was much smaller than what MSN used to offer. And since I had access to them again, thanks to the Premium package, I thought I’d take a peak and see if they were still as active as I remembered them to be…

[note: I’ve been cranky lately – house buying pressures – so I’m pulling out a post that I typed up a while ago and never got around to posting, so it might seem dated, but it’s still accurate enough]
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Mini Sighting

Was out for coffee this weekend and snapped this shot while waiting in line at Victor’s. Surprised to see a Mac mini sitting in a box at a coffee shop, I asked the woman sitting there if she had gotten it at the Bellevue Apple store (which is the closest Apple reseller to Victors). She responded that her husband had just given it to her for her birthday. And she was, well, beaming about it, looking very pleased with her man, at that moment in time.

I don’t know if it’s the area or just the current value of an Apple at this point in time, but either way, it certainly kills the whole Wilma-getting-pissed-at-Fred-for-buying-her-a-new-appliance-as-a-gift episode of the Flintstones, doesn’t it?