From being a Gatesholder to Jobsism. I have been ripping my hair out with Windows machines for years now. I use them at work. I use them at home. With Windows Vista I was yanking my hair out at record paces. It's a buggy, crappy OS that caused more problems than it solved. When my computer decided to uninstall it's wireless card, there was a little switch that flipped in my brain. And that switch plainly said "Dave, fuck this noise."
So I am now typing this from my brand new MacBook.
"But Dave, Windows 7 is gonna be so much better! They promise!" And that's what they said about Windows Vista. XP wasn't bad, but it wasn't as good as Windows 98. Actually, Windows 98 was about the pinnacle of that platform, and it's been a slow and steady decline from there. Windows ME was flat out painful to use. But Vista took the cake. "Oh, but it's a new type of OS, you need to give it time!" Horseshit. If it wasn't ready to release, then don't release it. Don't use my cash to fund your beta testing. Vista was slower than XP, took up more memory, made my hard drive run like gangbusters, and froze up on a regular basis from trying to do common average functions. I don't run massive games. I don't run ten programs at once. And I don't download gigabytes of programs and expect them all to run perfectly. I do basic wordprocessing, some photo editing, and web browsing. That's it.
And don't even get my started on my work computer. I was fed the hell up. So now I have a Mac. It's going to take some time to get used to the different commands and functions. So long as it does the basic things I want done, I'll be happy.
Anyways, I'll report on it later.
You can have peace. Or you can have freedom. Don't ever count on having both at once. - Robert A. Heinlein -
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Portland Auto Show
So my 7 year-old is obsessed with cars and as a treat the Mrs & I took him to the Portland Auto Show on Thursday. It was unsurprisingly compact given the state of the economy and lacked any show-case concept cars so the show was a complete bust for me but it was still a pleasant walk-through.
I can tell you Chrysler is doomed... GM is still clueless showing up with dozens of Cameros without really featuring their offerings. Kia, Hyundai and Ford showed up to sell and drew my attention, but I have a confession about a bit of misbehavior on my part when I wandered through the Toyota section.
You know those bling wielding faux-tan stock-broker looking salesmen that seem to dominate Toyota dealerships? Well one particularly stereo-typical bombast was pontificating about how he's 'never taken a counter offer on a Toyota in all his years of sales because Toyota just doesn't have to'...
No one projects their voice like that unless they are intending to 'share' their wisdom with the rest of us.
And I couldn't help myself. I piped up, in my loudest syrupiest voice, "you don't RECALL ever taking a counter offer ever? Ever? I'm surprised you can't RECALL taking a counter as I myself can RECALL making a counter on a Toyota."
And every time I said "RECALL" I squawked it out...
My wife accelerated out of there like... well like a Toyota with a sticking gas pedal.
I can tell you Chrysler is doomed... GM is still clueless showing up with dozens of Cameros without really featuring their offerings. Kia, Hyundai and Ford showed up to sell and drew my attention, but I have a confession about a bit of misbehavior on my part when I wandered through the Toyota section.
You know those bling wielding faux-tan stock-broker looking salesmen that seem to dominate Toyota dealerships? Well one particularly stereo-typical bombast was pontificating about how he's 'never taken a counter offer on a Toyota in all his years of sales because Toyota just doesn't have to'...
No one projects their voice like that unless they are intending to 'share' their wisdom with the rest of us.
And I couldn't help myself. I piped up, in my loudest syrupiest voice, "you don't RECALL ever taking a counter offer ever? Ever? I'm surprised you can't RECALL taking a counter as I myself can RECALL making a counter on a Toyota."
And every time I said "RECALL" I squawked it out...
My wife accelerated out of there like... well like a Toyota with a sticking gas pedal.
Friday, January 29, 2010
When it rains, it pours
I woke up Wednesday morning, set to go TDY. I logged on to my computer to check email, and discovered that my wireless card had died. Gone. Poof. I had disconnected from the web the night before, and inbetween then and eight hours later, no more wireless card. So I left without my computer. Ain't gonna take it if I can't use it.
Got home tonight, and the Ragin' Mrs. told me that her hard drive had gone kaput sometime around four this morning.
What next?
Got home tonight, and the Ragin' Mrs. told me that her hard drive had gone kaput sometime around four this morning.
What next?
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
I give up
BlogSnot wins. Comments lose. I can't get this gigantic fucking piece of shit do so anything simple, like. oh, show the comments on the front page. You click the button that says "Show comments" and it's a fail. You double check everything, you make sure everything is installed correctly, you do exactly what you're supposed to do, and it's a fail. You try three different comment engines, and it's a fail. Try a different template, and it's a fail. Try going back to the old template, and it's a fail. BlogSpot is a fail. Blogger is one giant fucking fail.
Fuck this shit. I've got better things to do than fuck around with a worthless platform that doesn't do a damn thing it's supposed to do. I'm going to be looking for some other way to blog, because I am fed up with this crap.
Fuck this shit. I've got better things to do than fuck around with a worthless platform that doesn't do a damn thing it's supposed to do. I'm going to be looking for some other way to blog, because I am fed up with this crap.
Monday, January 25, 2010
The End Result
Of the Feminist Revolution. Enjoy!
I might expound on this tomorrow. Then again, if I can't get the comments to show up on the front page, I might just delete this fucking blog. I don't know for sure. We'll see how I feel after I shovel snow in the morning.
I might expound on this tomorrow. Then again, if I can't get the comments to show up on the front page, I might just delete this fucking blog. I don't know for sure. We'll see how I feel after I shovel snow in the morning.
I think I hate Blogsnot
I have now wasted more time than I can count trying to get comments working correctly on this site, and every time I think I have it nothing happens. At this point, I'm about to just delete the entire fucking piece of shit blog and start over, preferably on a different blog engine.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..............................
Oh, and by the way, I'd like to say that the Blogsnot comments suck ten different kinds of dead donkey dick, but since I can't get THOSE to work either, I really wouldn't know. What the fuck was wrong with the original settings? No, I couldn't just keep those, this worthless fucking piece of shit demands that I change to a new fucking template, and new fucking settings, only all that spiffy new fucking shit DOES NOT FUCKING WORK! IT IS A GIANT CRAPTASTIC PIECE OF SHIT THAT DOES NOT FUCKING WORK! FUCK YOU, BLOG SPOT! FUCK YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL!
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..............................
Oh, and by the way, I'd like to say that the Blogsnot comments suck ten different kinds of dead donkey dick, but since I can't get THOSE to work either, I really wouldn't know. What the fuck was wrong with the original settings? No, I couldn't just keep those, this worthless fucking piece of shit demands that I change to a new fucking template, and new fucking settings, only all that spiffy new fucking shit DOES NOT FUCKING WORK! IT IS A GIANT CRAPTASTIC PIECE OF SHIT THAT DOES NOT FUCKING WORK! FUCK YOU, BLOG SPOT! FUCK YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Another busy day
We had a good day yesterday. The Ragin' Mrs. and I went to a ferret rescue place near Madison (The Ferret Nook) and picked out a pair that we'll be taking home with us next Saturday. So you'll have ferret pictures in a week or so. The lady who runs the place is a person after my own heart, with all the animals she's got there. There was an old greyhound that just loved to be pet, and cats that would have lived on my shoulders if they had the chance.
I know, I know, big tough Ragin' Dave likes da widdle animals. So sue me. Some days I'd prefer the company of a dog to the company of anyone else. "If you take in a dog, feed him, and treat him well he will not bite you. That is the principal difference between a dog and a man" - Mark Twain. Given that our life makes it difficult to have a dog right now, we're getting ferrets. We've had ferrets before, and I actually love the little buggers. If you ever want to see just a pure expression of joy, watch ferrets as they're dancing around and playing. Kind of like a dog rolling in the grass on a summer day. Just simple joy.
Dinner at a Mongolian BBQ joint that we had friends recommend to us - Hu Hot. Good food, and the staff there rocks. For those who don't know, the Ragin' Mrs. has some pretty severe food allergies that make it difficult for us to go out to eat at most places. This place, when we say "Hey, she's got some food allergies, could you please make sure her food doesn't touch anyone else's?", they actually scrape the grill clean (as in down to the bare metal clean), pull out new spatulas, and cook her food as separately as they can.
Out-friggin'-standing! Needless to say, we'll be going back. Multiple times.
As for today, we're going over to a friend's place to watch some football in the company of good people. So with that, I leave you with a winter photo:
Horefrost on a pinetree. It's about 3.9MB if you want to download it.
I know, I know, big tough Ragin' Dave likes da widdle animals. So sue me. Some days I'd prefer the company of a dog to the company of anyone else. "If you take in a dog, feed him, and treat him well he will not bite you. That is the principal difference between a dog and a man" - Mark Twain. Given that our life makes it difficult to have a dog right now, we're getting ferrets. We've had ferrets before, and I actually love the little buggers. If you ever want to see just a pure expression of joy, watch ferrets as they're dancing around and playing. Kind of like a dog rolling in the grass on a summer day. Just simple joy.
Dinner at a Mongolian BBQ joint that we had friends recommend to us - Hu Hot. Good food, and the staff there rocks. For those who don't know, the Ragin' Mrs. has some pretty severe food allergies that make it difficult for us to go out to eat at most places. This place, when we say "Hey, she's got some food allergies, could you please make sure her food doesn't touch anyone else's?", they actually scrape the grill clean (as in down to the bare metal clean), pull out new spatulas, and cook her food as separately as they can.
Out-friggin'-standing! Needless to say, we'll be going back. Multiple times.
As for today, we're going over to a friend's place to watch some football in the company of good people. So with that, I leave you with a winter photo:
Horefrost on a pinetree. It's about 3.9MB if you want to download it.
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