Archive for October, 2005

Costume idea for next Halloween

October 31, 2005

Just because I don’t have enough time to implement it this year, as it only came to me last night.

Picture a green onion outfit, with the bulb at the head and the green leaves at the feet.  Add a wifebeater T, oversized jeans, high tops, a fat gold rope at the neck, and a White Sox cap.  What do you have?

Public, I give you…”The Rapscallion” 

M. Night Shyamalamadingdong

October 31, 2005

From this story:

“Speaking from his Philadelphia-area office shortly before leaving for Orlando, the director said: “I’m going to stop making movies if they end the cinema experience. If there’s a last film that’s released only theatrically, it’ll have my name on it. This is life or death to me.

“If you tell audiences there’s no difference between a theatrical experience and a DVD, then that’s it, game’s over, and that whole art form is going to go away slowly,” Shyamalan added.”

I’m tremendously excited at the prospect of Mr. Shyamalan not making movies anymore. Yeah, “The Sixth Sense” was OK (Bruce Willis is dead — HA HA HA), but please, M. Night is no M. Scorcese.

The point that Shyamalan seems to be missing, amazingly, is that people like me are very well aware of the differences between a theatrical release of a film and a DVD. For $15 I can go sit with a bunch of people I wouldn’t otherwise voluntarily share a subway seat with and be exposed to their bad behavior for two hours. Or, I could spend $15 and have Amazon deliver the movie to my house, where I can sit in my skivvies and let the sweet, sweet caress of my Paradigm 5.1 surround sound system wash over me while I soil my fingers with handfuls of Cheetos.

I’m not sure I get why M. Night is so worried. Is it that he won’t have the money to make films any longer if movies go straight to DVD? Is he really that concerned that we’re losing the group theatrical experience?

I’ll tell you something. I can remember one time that watching a movie in the theater was better than watching it in the privacy of my home (and at the time, I didn’t have the option of watching it in my home). It was Clash of the Titans. There’s a scene in which Harry Hamlin (as Perseus) kills Medusa. After doing her in, there’s a prominent shot of his sword, which displays nary a trace of blood. From somewhere near the back row, a single voice rang out: “No blood?! What a myron!”

Alito & white privilege

October 31, 2005

I have to admit, I have it pretty damn good as a 35-year-old white male in this country.  Yeah, I have problems, but I’m not being pulled over by the cops for being white or told what to do with my body by some ancient stranger in a different state.

And it would never occur to me to assume I could dictate to a woman — whether she was married to me or not — that she obtain my permission before pursuing her Constitionally-guaranteed rights.  I’m not sure I even know anyone who lives under that assumption.

More than I’m worried about someone like Alito making it onto the Supreme Court, I’m fascinated to see these whacked-out conservatives squinting and shielding their eyes when the media turns over the rocks people like Alito have been living under. 

See, it’s not just me

October 31, 2005

As a follow on to my earlier post about cell phones, there’s a great profile of Steve Jobs in The Independent.

‘…he still can’t choose a mobile phone. (How nice to find you have something in common with such people.) His problem, he says, is that he can’t find things that satisfy him. “I end up not buying a lot of things,” he says, carefully, when I ask how he chooses what to buy from the myriad of gadgets and technologies in the shops. “Because I find them ridiculous.”‘

Dog rapes man

October 31, 2005

It’s not funny to be a drunk. And it’s not funny to be raped by a dog. So why am I laughing so hard?

Story.

Just FYI

October 31, 2005

I’ve decided it is not a good thing to be on a first-name basis with the guy at the Volvo garage. I mean, it’s nice that we’re not antagonistic towards one another, but every time I hang up with the guy, I always feel like I’ve been buttered up. Like I’m one of his biggest accounts. Christ, I probably am.

I keep toying with the idea of tallying up all the repair costs for this car since we got it, but I know that would only make me want to gut myself with a dull bread knife. We tossed around the idea of getting a new car, but I really don’t see any way to afford that right now. I’m more inclined to drive this thing until it dies, which no doubt will be during a blizzard in the middle of the night on the darkest, loneliest, most God-forsaken stretch of road in the world.

EXCITEMENT!

October 30, 2005

Just had the FD at the house. The carbon monoxide detector went off in our daughter’s room, and while we probably would’ve let ‘er howl were we two swingin’ singles, having a kid does strange things to your resolve.

So they came and found 27 ppm right inside the front door, where usually they find 0. Turns out I’d been running too many burners on the stove for too long, and the co2 just built up enough that it tripped the alarm.

The windows are open now, and the FD (and the guy from the gas & electric utility) seem to think that’ll be enough to solve the problem. They left us with a fancy indicator that’ll tell us if levels get high again, but it sounds like everything’ll be fine as long as I don’t get too crazy at the stove.

I’m not sure whether I should feel proud or embarrassed?

I hate hospitals

October 28, 2005

I know there’s a hell of a lot of good work that goes on in hospitals, and I really admire doctors and hospitals when I’m not in one.

But damn, being *IN* a hospital really sucks.  A lot.  And it’s not so much because you’re there, but because you’re around people who are really, really sick.  Or dying.  Oh who are dreading dying.  Or whose wives are having a brain tumor removed for the second time in a nine-hour surgery.

You realize pretty quickly that your life could be A LOT worse than it is.  And maybe it will be at some point.  Maybe it’s that you feel like you’re being forced to empathize with people whose stories you don’t know at all.  I’m not sure.

I just know that I want to stay out of the hospital at all costs.  Like I have any say in the matter. 

If I had a Nano

October 27, 2005

I’d have it sitting inside one of these. Man, they’re slick.

To sync, or not to sync

October 27, 2005

I was browsing the posts at danny’s blog yesterday, and he has a page there about the home network he wants to create.  One of the things he’d like to be able to do with this network is have his portables sync with the information on the server as soon as they pick up the network’s wireless signal.  It sounded like something that could be done without too much trouble, and I knew just where to go to find an answer.  Sure enough, within minutes of posting the problem to the Mac> group at ISCABBS, PogueMahone came back with this beauty:

Maybe a cron job that runs /System/Library/PrivateFrameworks/Apple80211.framework/Versions/A/Resources/airport -I and checks the SSID field for the one you’re looking for, pings the server to be sure it’s there, and then kicks off an rsync to sync the directories up.

Seems like a good start to me.  I’ve been reading that Apple is deprecating the cron daemon in Tiger in favor of launchd, and I’m not sure how that might change this script, but the idea certainly seems feasible.