2003 February

Long night, good night. Tantek “You Should See The Other Guy” Celik joined me for a sushi safari. Who should walk in the door but Bubb Rubb himself. He was there moddin' the salmon skin rolls. I saved me some for brekfuss. As the evening progressed, we found our way to The Fillmore to see Toad the Wet Sprocket (sadly, Rex Stardust was still out of commission). They're on tour with Alice Peacock (decent) and Bleu (very decent).

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This is the weirdest Internet problem I've ever had to face. I can get to the Web just fine. I can use FTP just fine. I can send and receive e-mail just fine. I can IM just fine. I can get to all of Lockergnome's Web sites through my browser (obviously), but I can't access anything else sitting directly on our Web server (mail, FTP, ssh, etc). It's like something's blocking my IP address, as both Jake and Furo can do everything on our machine that I can't do. I've reset the router, I've jacked directly into the modem, I've changed my MTU, I've tried four different computers, I've done everything humanly possible and can't figure out what the hell is going on. My apps work fine, but for some reason, Lockergnome's FreeBSD Apache Web server has a personal vendetta against my IP range tonight. Why?! The Web portion works just fine, but nothing else. Consider me unplugged.

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One of our generation's finest writers has finally jumped into the blogging world. And his entries are every bit as funny as his syndicated column. He called my chest a “bold new enterprise.” Funny. I always thought it leaned towards the italic side. Well, if Dave reads this, I'm going to make an extra special marker carving for him tonight. He has already paid me a trillion times over with his warped sense of humor. We'll see if he sees it, or if clicking through to my chest was nothing more than a random act of lunacy.

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Too many people can't spell my last name. You don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out that there's no “e” in Pirillo. Or maybe you do? From this point forward, I'll only answer to Chris 3.14rillo. It's so… mathematic. I oughta get my driver's license changed to reflect this moniker transmogrification. Pirilleaux would undoubtedly be the French derivative, but I'm a full-blooded Italian. C is the speed of light, but some muppet once said that C is for cookie. Coincidence? Consider this: why do you think these circular pastries disappear into thin air whenever you put them in the jar? It's not a simple container. Oh no, it's an interdimensional transportation device. Think about it. Seriously.

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I did seven more chests this evening. Salmon sashimi, here I come! Gretchen's doing something else tonight, so I'll fly solo at the bar. But before I bop down to Osaka, let me congratulate Jimnice. She gave me a good guffaw, and was the random pick for this week's blib winner: “My xylem lies over the phloem; my xylem lies over the petiole; my xylem lies over the phloem; so bring back my xylem to me.” Next week, we'll shoot for 200 before I reach into my virtual nostril and pick a winner. Oh, and I hope to see you at the Fillmore this Thursday; I've got a couple of tickets to see Toad the Wet Sprocket!

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I need three different nouns this time. Leave your entry in the comments stream for this post. Top choice will receive an autographed copy of my e-mail publishing book. Enter once lest you care to be disqualified. When we hit 100, that's when I'll pick a winner. You will know it is time to enter your thoughts when you hear R2-D2 beep – like this: *Eeka Weeka Blinky Bloopy Bleep Bloomp Bwaa*

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For the brave ones… too few knew you.

I'm saddened by this morning's Shuttle disaster, but I'm far from surprised. The families of Rick Husband, William McCool, Michael Anderson, Kalpana Chawla, David Brown, Laurel Clerk, and Ilan Ramon were part of an unscheduled experiment. “Let's see what happens when we don't give enough money to the space program.” Well, it's obvious to everybody NOW.

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