I'm The Stupid Thing

It's going to be one of those days. I left the loft only to be greeted by a torrential downpour. Thankfully, my trusty umbrella deflected most of the rain. I arrived at Townsend with my Dockers soaked all the way through. Yikes.

Before heading over to the studio to record promos, I thought it'd be nice to pick up my end-of-the-month paycheck on the fifth floor. When I got halfway to the escalator corridor, I searched my pockets for the proper access badge and couldn't find it. I just had the darn thing a few minutes ago! Dangit. I couldn't go anywhere in the building without it. After someone kindly let me back into my office room, I searched my desk area and still couldn't find the stupid thing.

I'm the stupid thing. It was in my fleece pocket – which I apparently forgot to check. I bopped to the morning meeting; it was over in less than five minutes. That's never a good sign. We were told that our show was going to be shaved by a minute. Normally, this action wouldn't have much of an impact, but we're losing an entire block because of it. One less minute. One less call.

Being Jar-Jar Malcovich

I'm not the only one with a Gungan death wish. Donald Brown thinks that not all hope has been lost for AOTC:

As for Jar-Jar – I suspect he's going to undergo a serious metamorphosis next
movie. Not, “gee, how did Jar Jar get so smart between movies,” but there will be an event that will change him. Even though I think Lucas screwed up in the way he handled him, I think he's got specific plans for him.

My plans include watching something wherein Jar-Jar is actually a Jedi knight of some sort. Has anybody seen or heard of this? No, not The Phantom Edit. It's the Phantom RE-Edit. A friend told me about it on Christmas Eve. Hacking movies is what all the cool kids are doing.

She's Alive

Gretchen will update her blog as soon as she finishes reading the paper – which has been a major point of agression for months. I'm sorry, I just find picking up any paper periodical a waste of time anymore. Unless, of course, it's my magazine. She's got more important things to do, I think. What do you think? Tell her.

Quitting Coffee

Dee Gordon sent me a link to Teeccino earlier this morning:

Herbal coffee is a blend of herbs, grains, fruits and nuts that are roasted, ground and brewed just like coffee. Teeccino is the first herbal coffee on the market. Dark, rich, and full-bodied, Teeccino brings you all the satisfaction of a robust brew with no caffeine reaction.

Weird. I'm tempted to order a can just to see how it stands up. I did pretty good today with my Peet's; I made “7 cups” but only drank half of the brew.

Jake's Ass Is Worth Something

Jake has been on the phone for a long time; I'm starting to get worried. For the moment, he's stuck in California – he can't find a cheap flight back to Iowa. How sad is that? We keep hearing the airlines whine about how they're going bankrupt, but they're not willing to dicker over the price of a seat that would otherwise go unfilled. In other words: Jake's ass is worth something. He agrees with me.

UPDATE: Jake has found a cheap way home. Thanks for caring!

Why God Made Backpacks

Well, I finally did it. Against my better judgement, I ordered a Dell Inspiron 8100 laptop. Furo gave me the nudge I needed. I got the unit with 128 MB of RAM, which I'll probably turn around and eBay to someone else. I ordered 2 256 MB DIMMs from Crucial with the Lockergnome group discount (15% off).

The heat issues shouldn't be a problem. I let my uncle crank on it playing Quake III Arena under Windows ME and it would hang after a while, likely due to overheating of the graphics chipset, but I haven't been able to make it hang since the BIOS upgrade, so it would appear that something has changed. Other than Quake, I haven't seen any heat-related issues yet. It's quite comfortable to have sitting on my lap for long periods of time, even when the hard drive is spinning playing MP3s.

Yeah, but I'm still not sold on its weight. With the second battery inserted, that baby will be close to 10 pounds! This is why God made backpacks.

I unplugged tonight to cozy up on the couch, and after 1 hour of work, I still had 4:14 remaining on the battery life, so figure 5+ hours with 2 batteries. I've basically been doing email, surfing and text editing. That's with a wireless network card and USB mouse running, so completely unplug and I'd bet you could probably add another 30-45 minutes to that. Not as bad as I thought.

Even though Hewlett-Packard's Omnibook 6100 was in my sights for so long, I couldn't wait any longer. The Inspiron's desktop chipset is still a thorn, but it was the lesser of all evils. The HP order process just became too much of a hassle in the end. Dell made it easy to configure and lease their unit(s). And if this thing falls apart on me quickly, Furo is gonna get lashed, bashed, and thrashed.

Inbox (David South)

As promised, I took a few pictures for you while I was at Disneyland this past weekend. There wasn't really all that many places that
Jack was around the Haunted Mansion. Because I was not able to use a flash while inside, I wasn't able to get that great of pictures on the actual tour.

Inbox (Colin Devroe)

One of my good friends has just put up a site. He is no webmaster
mind you, however, his wife sells Soy Candles. In case you are in need! I am not positive if his website is 100%
functional yet. You may want to call in, after looking at the
merchandise online.

That's just great. Don't tell Gretchen, please?

I'm Drowning In My Tears

My wife finally has her own blog. I just woke up, came upstairs, and she's written umpteen thousand paragraphs about the dream(s) she had last night. Boy, this is going to be real fun. Aren't you glad I unleashed the power of the blog to her? Or, you… as the case might be.

The only thing I can remember from my dream last night was meeting Eugene Levy. He kept making false graves for his friends. And… please, would someone shut this fellow up – I'm drowning in my tears.

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