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Alienware Update

Dear Reader,

Good news and bad.

The good news is that Quaagar is on his way back home to me. I have the FedEx tracking number (I only mention that because they haven’t visited me in a while and I miss my FedEx fan club) and am watching it traverse the country. (deftly bypassing the Gulf Coast)

The bad news is that even though I asked the last support tech (Even) to make a note in my records to have the service technician call me before he returned the laptop, he did not. Therefore, I am blind as to what actually was replaced. I’ll have to disassemble it to find out now. :( Oh well, I’ve gotten used to working off my cute little Mac now so if it’s still fubar, I’ll just RMA it yet again. (Note to those at Alienware who are reading this, that is what I will continue doing until it works properly. I will continue to simply return it for repair. Since it doesn’t cost me anything to do so, I’m betting you get tired of this game before I do.)

Anyhow, as the say, the saga continues.

Until next time, congratulates and I’m very proud of you.


BBerry .vs Treo revisited

Dear Reader,

After much careful thought and deliberation and no small amount of pointing and laughing at me by those around me, I’ve decided that I must make a choice. I can no longer carry both the BlackBerry 7250 and my old friend, my Treo 650. It was a tough call. Both phones have strong positives. But the only negative I still have on the BlackBerry is the screen and the browser. I loved the Treo screen it was bright even in daylight. And the Treo’s web browser is ever so slightly better than the BlackBerry’s. (Both of them pass the /. test BTW)

But the Treo is a pull device, it has to connect to the network every time you want to do something. This really didn’t hit me till one day when wife 1.22 (The lovely and talented Kathy) started arguing a point with me about a movie. To settle it she decided to use her Treo 600 to look the movie up on She had been trying for about 1 minute when I realized I had web on my Blackberry also and decided to look it up too, just to see if I could get to it faster. Sure enough, I beat her to the page by about a minute. (yes, she was right.) So the BlackBerry with its always-on networking is actually better for those who are looking for a network centric device. Also, the ssh client I have for my BlackBerry is easier to read than the one I had on my Treo and the BlackBerry’s keyboard is so much easier to use.

So after much soul searching and gnashing of teeth I have given up my little Treo, and for the first time in longer than I can remember, I am not carrying any type of Palm OS based PDA.

Until next time, if you call, I promise not to yell.

I know what makes baseball so great now…

Dear Reader,

FREE TICKETS! That’s what makes Baseball great!

Everybody sing with me…
(Sung to the tune of the Oscar Myer Bologna song)

“My cool boss has a first name,
It’s Ray…”

Ok, it breaks down there but you get the idea.

Boss-man extraordinaire coughed up 2 tickets and a parking pass to the Giants .vs Dodgers today and I am ever so appreciative. (I called everybody on my crew looking for anyone who wanted to go. Guys, you missed a treat.)

Thinking that I learned my lesson last time, this time, I layered my clothing and was prepared for the arctic temperature. Much to my surprise it was actually HOT out there today. Since the ballpark faces south, I’ve got a nice red face on my right side and my equally pasty white on the left. Makes for an interesting look.

The seats were awesome. 11 rows off the Giant’s dugout; field level. I was close enough to spit on the Dodgers as they ran by. (I didn’t…but I could have) The seats were so far away from the cheap seats that you had to have a bus just to get to the cheap seats from where I was. It was awesome.

I got there about noon and did what everybody else did, I bought lunch. Given the wide variety of food available to me at the ball-park, I chose the traditional route and had Fried Rice. (Ok, so it’s probably only traditional baseball food for me.)

Anyhow, it was a great game The Giants played well and Barry Bonds splashed one at the top of the ninth to cinch the win. All in all a great way to spend a day. (Oh yea and tooling up and down the 101 at speeds that can’t really be described as safe without a 5 point harness was way cool too.)

Ray, Fiona, my prayers are with you. Thank you ever so much for the tickets but considering the circumstances, I would have rather just stayed home. Hope things are well there. Tell me how I can repay the favor.

But anyhow…I’m off to JJs in a few.

Until next time, it would have been more fun with you.

FedEx, FedEx, FedEx

Dear Reader,

Being the natural paranoid I am, (some people are born with it, others have to develop it), I watch my log files closely. The past couple of weeks I’ve noticed a small anomaly. In my web server logs I’m used to seeing a couple of hits from all over. I’ve had the Pentagon, Disney, even a few Brazil hits on my site. The one thing they all have in common is none of them hit my site more than 5-10 times in any given month. Meaning that they don’t show up on my stats page. However, I find it VERY interesting that a week after posting the screed on my laptop and it’s travels around the world, FedEx has risen to #3 in the “Visitors Hosts” section of my stats. This begs the question, are they that paranoid anytime someone mentions their name that they feel compelled to read my entire site? (Let’s face it, most of it is old and moldy anyhow) Or am I overly paranoid and the reality is that I have a small fan base inside FedEx? (Hmmmm….which is really more plausible?)

Given their recent Haneous actions (Sorry guys but that’s a freakin abuse of the law. Your Logo can be trademarked but beating up on a guy because he made furniture out of your boxes and actually claiming he was planning to sell them because he registered a C’mon…I’ve got a dot com but I don’t sell my body!…not that anyone is offering to buy or anything) I’m waiting for my C&D
claiming my use of the term FedEx to show them in less than stellar light is a violation of the DMCA

Just curious guys, whatcha lookin’ at?

Until next time, you made my world a little brighter when you came to visit.



Beautiful day to own a convertible…

The Valley is now my home. That’s both good and bad. The bad being that I’m living by myself. (but not alone thanks to a loving wife and IM) The good is that there’s always something happening here.

I’m always on the lookout for new an interesting things to do. Since I love street fairs, it was with great pleasure that I discovered that The Solano Stroll was this weekend. Clearing the books for anything useful I may have had to do, I took off this morning for Berkley and all points North.

Pictures are available but suffice to say I had a wonderful time. The highlight of the day had to be California Repercussion. These guys were awesome. They played everything from “Tuxedo Junction” to “Walking on the Sun”. They alone were worth the price of admission. (Which, incidentally, was $0 but I paid $10 to park because I’m a sucker and like to park close by)

There were about 10 different bands there, everything from straight up Blues to something I like to call Salsa/Blues. It’s like if Los Lobos had John Lee Hooker as their front man. It was a very cool sound.

2 memorable moments during the day. In a “Only in California” moment, as California Repercussions were marching by I heard a woman comment “How very inter-generational”. It was all I could do not to laugh.

The other one is a bit more risqué and…well more confusing. As I was pushing my way through the crowd I saw a woman with a forest green T-Shirt on. Written in bold white letters across the front was:
“Health care is for pussies”

I’m still not sure whether she was making a “Real Men” type affirmation that she was tough enough not to need health care; or was she making some kind of Gynecological statement that as I guy I don’t get. Anyhow, I giggled when I saw it because I was pretty sure she didn’t mean cats.

That’s all for today.

Until next time, I miss you more than I can say.

(l) (k) (bunny)