Author: TeRRY

here’s another bit of soul-baring i did back in the past, but never got around to posting for one reason or another. looking back, i actually posted an entry on the same day a little before the timestamp on this one. i’m betting i split the entry and held back this part. why? i don’t recall. maybe i didn’t want to post something sad or something. maybe i didn’t want to be quite so honest about my doubts and loneliness.
whatever the case, here it is, two years later (plus a couple of days). if you don’t feel like reading about my woes and troubles, sadness, doubt, pessimism, and that sort of rot, skip along to some other post of mine.

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earlier today i got an interesting email. here it is in its entirety:
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Date: Mon, 23 Jun 2008 15:14:31 +0100
From: c.moore7 Gazeta.pl <c.moore7@gazeta.pl>
Subject: SOMEONE YOU CALL YOUR FRIEND, WANTS YOU DEAD.
 I felt very sorry and bad for you, that your life is going to end like this if you don't comply, i was paid to eliminate you and I have to do it  within10 days.  Someone you call your friend wants you dead by all means, and the person havespent a lot of money on this, the person also came to us and told us that he wants you dead and he provided us your names, photograph and other necessaryinformation we needed about you.
 Meanwhile, I have sent my boys to track you down and they have carried out thenecessary investigation needed for the operation, but I ordered them to stopfor a while and not to strike immediately because I just felt something goodand sympathetic about you. I decided to contact you first and know why somebodywill want you dead by all means. Right now my men are monitoring you, their eyesare on you, and even the place you think is safer for you to hide might not be. Now do you want to LIVE OR DIE? It is up to you. Get back to me now if you areready to enter deal with me, I mean life trade, who knows, and I might justspear your life, $12,000 is all you need to spend.
You will first of all pay $2,500 uder 48hrs then  you wilI pay another  $2000 after that i will send the tape of the person that want you dead to you and when the tape gets to you, you will pay the remaining $8,000. If you are not ready for my help, then I will have no choice but to carry on the assignment after all I have already being paid before now. Warning: Do not think of contacting the police or even tell anyone because Iwill extend it to any member of your family since you are aware that somebodywant you dead, and the person knows some members of your family as well. For your own good I will advise you not to go out once is 7pm until I make out time to see you and give you the tape of my discussion with the person who wantyou dead then you can use it to take any legal action.
Good luck as I await your reply to this e-mail contact:
charlesmoore6@live.fr
 
CHARLES
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interesting, eh? somewhat chilling, even though the bad spelling, request for money, and clandestine nature of the thing (not to mention the math… $2500 + $2000 + $8000 ≠ $12000) make it scream poorly executed nigerian internet scam. so i did a quick search on the subject line on google just to see if others had noted this round of scam email.
and, of course, they had. unfortunately, it turns out they first started seeing them in late may — which means i didn’t get one for almost a whole month from the time they started being sent. it makes me feel like a net loser. *sniff* *wipes tear from eye* in fact, some others had replied to them and gotten responses about sending money via western union and such. i figured my online pride was at stake at this point, so i decided to sit down and write a reply.
NOTE: those of you who are offended by foul language and unnecessary vulgarities, as well as bad grammar, poor spelling, and general nonsense (such as all caps), may want to stop here. you have been warned…

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man, who cares what friday (yesterday) was. i just read they are coming out with a criterion edition of bottle rocket!!! in october! finally!!! it’ll be available in both dvd and blu-ray editions. it’s set to include the original short, 30 minutes of outtakes, commentary tracks, mini-docs, etc.
dignan: here are just a few of the key ingredients: dynamite, pole-vaulting, laughing gas, choppers. can you see how incredible this is going to be…handgliding…come on!
[…]
anthony: and he just got so excited about the thing, i didn’t have the heart to tell him “no”…that uh…look how excited he is.

today would have been my 10th wedding anniversary. what better way to note its passing than a description of our wedding written by my ex-wife, years ago, for a german class she was taking in college…
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aufsatz #2, theme #2
i don’t know that one single day is the most important of my life. my wedding day is a contender/possibility.
many girls dream of/imagine their weddings from childhood, but i did not. i wanted to marry, but my thoughts on the actual wedding were vague. when my (now) husband and i set a date, i needed to think quickly. who knew weddings were such difficult work? (probably all of those girls who thought about them from childhood!)
we married on june 20, 1998 in perryville, maryland. my husband is from Texas, but i am from delaware, northeastern maryland, and southeastern pennsylvania. my friends have less money than his friends, so we married in maryland so mine would not have to fly. the reception was first. the wedding happened at a historic revolutionary war tavern. music played; guests talked and laughed. we ate mexican food and drank blue cream soda, dr. pepper, and big red. after sunset, we performed the ceremony. the bridal attendants carried candles on candle-lined paths to a gazebo on the susquehanna river. they wore black dresses and suits. my husband wore all black — pants, jacket, shirt, tie. i wore a simple white gown with black trim and a wreath of black roses on my head. my veil and train had little roses sewn to them. on my feet, i wore my black combat boots! after all, i needed to be comfortable and be myself. the ceremony was simple but meaningful.
afterwards, my husband and i drank wine from the same glass and then broke it (a jewish custom). the guests ate cake — chocolate wedding cake and a Texas-shaped groom’s cake. we smoked cigars and burned sparklers. everyone signed our wedding covenant (another jewish custom).
my wedding was not important because it was a party. it was important because it started my new life. the agreement i made at my wedding was very, very serious. my world is different now. perhaps my wedding day may have been the most important day of my life.
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so there you go. i found that awhile back in some of (the massive amount of) her stuff she left behind for me to deal with for her, and saved it for this occasion.
last night i went to crescent city and read some from a hank williams biography i own. i just happened to run across this excerpt from a letter fred rose wrote to hank in 1948, after audrey decided to divorce hank, and hank wasn’t living so well:

remember that women are revengeful and do all in their power to wreck a man when they separate from him and the only way to win is for the man to become successful instead.

ha ha. ha. as mike knott sang on strip cycle: “am i winnin’ something?”

well, saturday morning last week i left houston for brady. i took a few days off of work, so i was out through thursday. i decided to take my motorcycle since $60 in gas roundtrip is much better than $300. the reason i went back is because we were having a family reunion on sunday. the ride both there and back was pretty uneventful. i got slightly sprinkled on for a minute or two going both ways, but mostly it was sunny and hot.
sunday i got up and went with my parents to mason. the reunion was in a library. we were the host family, so we had to get there early to help set up and such. my dad had taken a bunch of paper doilies and written important dates and events in the leifeste line up to my grandfather’s generation. this reunion is just the leifeste branch from my great-grandfather. about 55 people showed up.
after the reunion, i went with my parents down to one of our places and “helped” my dad round up four cattle he had there so he could take them to auction. he was doing this because the water pump had gone out and they were about to run out of water. mostly i sat in the pickup and my dad did everything.
monday i got up around 8am and went with my dad down to our two places and did some work. being a computer guy and office worker, i don’t do much physical labor. especially outdoors. the first thing i did was get within one to two feet of stepping on a three or four foot rattlesnake. fortunately, i didn’t tread on it. it had 10 rattles and a button. that would have been real fun. after that excitement, i then went about helping troubleshoot and attempting to fix the water pump (appeared to be the pressure switch, not the pump itself). we repaired a metal swing that one of the arms had broken on. and we cut down some big limbs from a mulberry tree. this was doubly exciting, as i both got hit in the hand by a rather large falling limb and i got to wield a gas chainsaw while standing precariously on a 10 foot stepladder and cutting a limb above me.
for lunch we drove back into mason and ate at northside cafe. i’ve mentioned this place before, but once again — any place that has neither coke nor pepsi on tap, but rc cola, cane sugar dr. pepper, and big red has got to be doing something right. their burgers are really good too. while there, a trio of what appeared to be rich-ish older white women who were “going (hill) country” for the day showed up. it was kind of funny to compare their look, demeanor, etc. to the rest of the mostly “normal” folk. even funnier, a few hours later we were driving back through mason and saw a couple of people carrying an antique couch across the street to a big white trailer on the back of a pickup. it was two of them. i’m sure they were delighted by their finds in the quaint, sleepy little hill country town. anyway, after lunch we picked up a few things in town, including a few panes of glass for windows.
we headed to art and commenced to trying to figure out how to fix and piece together some of the windows. we only got some of the work accomplished. we then headed back to work on the water pump again, but we’d forgotten the sealer so we gave up and headed home. once there, i ate supper with my parents and then spent some time with my grandmother.
tuesday i slept in (finally!), ate lunch with my parents, talked with my grandmother some more, then headed back to houston. i used wednesday as a day to recuperate from my vacation, as well as the ~6 hour each way motorcycle ride.
friday i got to go into work late. i spent most of the day at home.
this weekend i didn’t do much, other than spending a fair bit of time working with/for jack on the bohemian photography domain. i moved some stuff around, changed his email to run off of google apps, installed some blogging software a few times, did some troubleshooting on his linux server, etc.
on sunday i went by yankee candle again, but unfortunately a lot of the scents that were there the first day of the sale were gone. the only thing i got for myself was a medium sized root beer float candle. (which i left in the car a few hours and it got bubbly and melted weird. i was worried i had messed up the oils/scent in it, but i think it may be okay.) i bought a couple to give to jack for father’s day, and i bought one for sue so she’d forgive me for my previous discretion. i spent most of sunday with the potts. i ate lunch with them, helped jack do some more domain and google apps stuff, then we all went down to clear lake to the yankee candle store down there. i’d heard they had a wider selection. unfortunately, although they had scents i hadn’t seen at the other store, they really had nothing that excited me.
our trip down there did give the co-worker i went with previously a chance to turn the accusatory tables on sue. gee, i’m being fought over as a candle store shopping friend. i feel so special!
[mike calls back; the machine picks up again]
mike: 213-555-4679. that’s it. i just wanna leave my number. i didn’t want you to think i was weird or desperate, or… we should just hang out and see where it goes because it’s nice and, you know, no expectations. ok? thanks a lot. bye-bye.
[mike hangs up. he walks away from the phone… then walks back and calls again; once again, the machine picks up]
(excerpt from one of the most painful movie sequences to watch, from swingers)

friday last week in the evening i headed over to notsuoh to catch atarimatt. i’d been wanting to see him perform for a long time, and it didn’t disappoint. punk rock music made with two atari 2600’s hooked up to two tvs that display a different pattern for each musical sound is pretty slick. unfortunately, he had already sold all of his cds and didn’t currently have plans to make any more. i did pick up the i was a teenage metalhead split ep he did with great unwashed luminaries, who also played that night. as did wood & felt, and good night light & the red balloon. djing before, and then inbetween bands, was ryan supak. while i was in the area, i ate at frank’s pizza. downtown seemed really dead for a friday night. but then i haven’t been down there in a long time…maybe neither have a bunch of other people.
last saturday evening i headed over to a co-worker’s place for a party. he had rented a margarita machine, so myself and another co-worker felt like it was our obligation to at least drink enough to get it to where you could see an air gap at the top of the window in the front. those things have a big reservoir. we failed. but it was a valiant effort on our part. afterward, i was cajoled into playing rock band. i played drums, then bass, then bass and singing, then bass, then drums again. it was fun, but i have a stand-offish, can’t-enjoy-myself, image to protect, so that was a temporary lapse. i was the last to leave, because i have a tendency to overstay my welcome and then feel stupid later, but as we were standing outside talking there was a cracking sound or two, then a tree fell over beside us. that was weird. evidently it’d already leaned over onto a car earlier in the evening. (probably about a 4-inch trunk, so don’t imagine a huge oak or something.)
sunday i went to a carter country, but managed to avoid purchasing a pistol. i got pretty close though. i’m not sure how much longer i can hold out. i then went to ikea, where i almost purchased some candles. my will that day was strong though, as i maintained control.
wednesday night i signed up for both plurk and twitter. but i’m trying to not get sucked into either one of those. i was just protecting my name. at least that’s what i’m telling myself. so far, it’s working.
thursday during lunch a co-worker and i ate in rice village and then headed to the yankee candle store. they were having a semi-annual clearance, and thursday was the first day of it, so i wanted to make sure i got a good selection. in the past, almost every time i’ve gone to the yankee candle store i’ve gone with…we’ll say “sue” (to protect their identity). and i was the one that made a yankee candle believer out of this person. but this time i went with the co-worker. so i wanted to be nice and let my friend know there were some good candles on clearance. this was the text exchange:
me: Juicy peach, beach stuff, lots of good stuff on sale.
her: U went without me. . . Nice. Real nice. Who did u cheat on me with? U know what, I don’t want to know. U make me sick.
me: Hey baby, it’s not like that, i thought we had an open flame…
her: Save it – maybe your Yankee whore wants to hear your lame ass excuses, but not me. I may never be able to look at a Yankee candle again. Thanks for ruining them for me. I thought u were different than the other guys. . .
me: I was weak. I’m sorry. But…would you maybe consider a three-wick? There are enough scents to go around. I’m still the same candle lover.
her: I can’t even believe you would suggest a three-wick. What kind of girl do u think I am? And do u really think you’re man enough?
me: I didn’t want to say anything, but the same scents were getting old. Surely you’ve thought about trying new scents too. At least i’m man enough to admit it. I can’t hide it under a bushel!
her: How dare u – Terry you ignorant slut
me: Well, one of us has lots of new candles to enjoy. I understand why you’d be jealous. Green isn’t your color though.
her: I’ll try to forgive u for your indiscretion
a couple of hours later i got a text message from her husband…
him: I’m cool with 3 wicks
anyway. i did go a little crazy. but at $12.50 per large candle, it’s more than half off the regular price. here’s what i got for myself:
medium candles:

• peppermint swirls (cranberry peppermint and jack frost)
• very berry (sweet strawberry and buttercream)
• caramel apple (macintosh and vanilla caramel)

large candles:

• sweet strawberry
• honeydew melon
• juicy watermelon
• sparkling lemon
• berry tangerine

there were others i wanted, but i managed to restrain myself a bit. we’ll see if i can keep from going back. at this point, i’ve already got enough candles to last me for probably a couple of years. i think maybe i have a bit of a problem. i love candles. and i’m not just looking around the room to say that. i love candles.
last night was the geek gathering. the hot russian chick from work and her daughter (whom she’d brought to work friday) joined me in going to tropioca. although before that i had to join them on a hunt for the new tiger snake webkinz. it was a successful mission, thankfully. i had the possibility of seeing sara at the geek gathering, who currently lives on the west coast somewhere but was in town for some job fairs for local schools, but it didn’t work out. i was also possibly going to hang out with sue, but that didn’t work out either. but it was still a good evening and night. the turnout at the geek gathering was pretty good, which is always nice.

“there’s no earthly way of knowing
which direction we are going…”
–willy wonka, willy wonka and the chocolate factory

i recently “upgraded” my fedora box to fedora 9. i did a basic, no-frills, from-scratch install, then followed some of the good suggestions found on mjmwired.net to personalize it. i then tried following my own suggestions for installing the citrix ica client 10.6 on linux fedora 7 (entry) just to see if it’d work (which i kind of doubted), or if things would go horribly awry (which is what i kind of figured). amazingly, it worked just fine. so here’s what i did:
[1] grab the openmotif rpm for an older fedora version (4, for example):
wget http://download.fedora.redhat.com/pub/fedora/linux/\
core/updates/4/i386/openmotif-2.2.3-10.FC4.2.i386.rpm
[2] openmotif has a dependency so it won’t install via “yum localinstall blah.rpm” — so use the rpm command itself with “nodeps”:
rpm –nodeps -ivh openmotif-2.2.3-10.FC4.2.i386.rpm
[3] you also need libXp.so.6, and it’s available for fedora 9, so use yum to install it (if you don’t have it already).
if you trust me (hey! it’s a random guy on the internet! what’s not to trust!?), run one of these two commands (as root, of course):
if [ `yum list | grep -c ‘^libXp\.’` -eq 1 ]; then echo “libXp installed”; else yum install libXp; fi
OR
if [ -f /usr/lib/libXp.so.6 ]; then echo “libXp.so.6 exists”; else yum install libXp; fi
the first checks to see if the libXp package is installed. if so, it tells you; otherwise it runs yum to install it. the second checks for the libXp.so.6 file, and if it’s there it tells you; otherwise it runs yum to install the libXp package. you really don’t need to do both commands. really.
or if you don’t trust me (hey! it’s a random guy on the internet! what’s to trust!?) run this command instead (as root, of course):
yum install libXp
if you’ve already got it, it’ll tell you. if not, it’ll install it.
if for some reason you need the actual rpm file, you can get it at: http://download.fedora.redhat.com/pub/fedora/linux/\
releases/9/Everything/i386/os/Packages/libXp-1.0.0-11.fc9.i386.rpm
[4] now you can install the citrix icaclient 10.6 (get the rpm file from the citrix site, silly)
rpm -ivh ICAClient-10.6-1.i386.rpm
the ica client is installed in /usr/lib/ICAClient
(that means wfcmgr, wfica, and so on are in that dir)
it’ll show up in your menu in Applications -> Internet -> Citrix Presentation Server Client
run it, accept the license agreement. now you’ve got your citrix client.
but wait! there’s more! another thing you might want to do, which i did:
[5] as root, ln -s /usr/lib/ICAClient/npica.so /usr/lib/mozilla/plugins/
(or put it in your own personal mozilla plugins area if you don’t want to do it as root. that would be ~/.mozilla/plugins if you didn’t know. create it if it doesn’t exist.)
[5a] if you kept selinux active, it will end up complaining later on. if so, do this:
chcon -t textrel_shlib_t /usr/lib/ICAClient/npica.so
[6] restart firefox.
in the address bar, type “about:plugins” and look for the citrix client in the list.
the only part of citrix i use is the web-based apps (metaframe or wts or whatever it’s called. i’m not a citrix admin or anything, so don’t get all up in my grill about your l33t c!trix skillz and how i’m a c!trix n00b, yo.) so this seems to work for me.
one new event was that i connected to a newer citrix system and got an error:
You have not chosen to trust the “Thawte Premium Server CA”, the issuer of the server’s security certificate (SSL error 61).
a quick google search reveals all: turns out my citrix ica client needs a new thawte root cert. to resolve this, i download ThawteRoot.crt from http://www2.slac.stanford.edu/computing/windows/services/citrix/linux_client.htm and placed it under /usr/lib/ICAClient/keystore/cacerts.
in other words, if you find yourself in a similar situation just do this (as root):
# cd /usr/lib/ICAClient/keystore/cacerts
# wget http://www2.slac.stanford.edu/computing/windows/\
services/citrix/downloads/ThawteRoot.crt
enjoy.
as before, i claim no responsibility for any accidental citrixide that may occur by following these steps, or if your fedora install gets borked, or if your cat gets feline diabetes from this, or whatever else may result. you’re a big boy or girl and you chose to run linux. figure it out yourself, you lazy good-for-nothing freeloader!

i guess last week must have been uneventful, or i’m forgetful, because i don’t recall anything i feel a burning need to note or comment on. or maybe it’s all the booze, partying, and sex — you know, just the normal week of a jet-setter such as myself. or maybe i’m on a super-secret mission and i can’t talk about it.
friday i went in to work in the afternoon because electrical work was being done in our data center so i was working an evening shift. fortunately, i didn’t have to stay all that late (around 11:30pm). but i did have to get up at around 5am saturday morning to go back in. yuck! i was done around 10:30am, except for some forgotten things here and there — but my sleep schedule was evidently totally jacked up. i took a nap in the early evening, then got up and headed over to natalie’s for her house warming party. i didn’t actually see much of her house, but i was there until around 3am. i met a couple that seemed really cool — he was a programmer and she was an artist. i’ll probably never see them again. 🙂 i got home and went to bed around 4am.
i slept most of sunday. sunday night i went over to the potts and had a root beer float and watched bandits. sue’s brother is in town for the summer i think, and had brought it. it was okay. it has bruce willis and billy bob thorton as inmates who escape from prison and start robbing banks.
today i got up and decided to have brunch at le peep. i walked there and ate, then from there i walked to academy. i almost bought a pistol. but i decided i should probably wait, since i’m trying to get up the gumption to pull the trigger on buying a new tv. at some point last week i went to a best buy to compare the samsung ln46a650 and sony bravia kdl-46xbr4. i should have gone to circuit city: i stood in the best buy for 40+ minutes and no one ever said a word to me. oh well, i’ve pretty much decided i’m going to order online anyway…i can get either set for probably $700 less than i’d pay if i bought it locally. that’s a lot of money, and i’m not sure having someone local to deal with problems is worth that much money. and i don’t think i could haggle them low enough to make buying locally worth it. plus i don’t like haggling.
a while back i logged into my cafepress account and looked at the history on my items. i thought they’d mail me when something sold, but i guess maybe it’s only when you have the price marked above their base price. it turns out other than my own purchases, they’ve sold one “christian rtfm” shirt, two “fsck the system” shirts, and about 26 “bob wills is still the king” bumper stickers.
and one of these days i’ll take my car, motorcycle, and pickup in to get them worked on. i hope. maybe in that order. or maybe not.
now i’ll go join jack and chip at the house of pies…

the following entry was originally written 05.26.2006 — two years ago today. i decided at the time to set it aside. i probably thought it was a bit snarky, and even though i still had a lot of animosity toward things i almost always ended up feeling bad when i went at tamara, and usually ended up toning it down a lot. (i did say “almost always”.) plus there was still some legal stuff that was unsettled, and i didn’t really want to cause more problems for myself with the money- and blood-sucking lawyers.
i decided a while back i’d start posting stuff i’d held back over the years. not because i still feel the same — or even because i really feel good about some of the things i said (or the way i said them), but because i felt that way at the time and i figure it gives a snapshot into where i was then. if you don’t care to read me being pissed off about the financial/legal issues surrounding my divorce and trashing my ex some, then skip following the link.
looking back at the blog for context, the may 2006 entries leading up to this day are void of this issue, and the one that would have followed it takes a bit of a different tone (link). some of other june entries deal with it somewhat though. that said, here it is, unedited…

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friday i was able to go into work late due to a maintenance window, so i had a nice lunch at brasil. i had originally planned to drop a bunch of stuff off at the westpark recycle center, but i didn’t get around to that. oh well, there’s always other days.
saturday morning i got up around 8:20am (geh!) so i could go help sue with soccer. jack was shooting a wedding, so she was supposed to be coaching and mothering simultaneously. unfortunately, simcha only likes mom, so i couldn’t help much with her and sue ended up having to take care of her while being a coach. after the games they left for a nap then a birthday party. i figured since i was already in the general vicinity, and it was lunchtime, i’d head to sylvia’s. mmm. on the way back home, i stopped at a couple of places and looked at tvs. i’m still not sure what to do, but right now i’m leaning toward a sony bravia – xbr4 or xbr5, 46″ or 52″. they’re more than i really wanted to spend, but they’re considered the best lcd screens. maybe i’m just being hypercritical, but it seems like lcds have really good pictures but don’t handle rapid motion and scene changes well. even the really expensive ones with the 120hz and other bells and whistles. it makes it difficult for me to want to drop that kind of money. my tube picture may be inferior and lack clarity/detail, but it doesn’t pixelate or ghost or such.
whilst driving around looking at tvs, i was talking on the phone and hopped a curb. i’d been thinking about getting one of those infernal bluetooth headsets for awhile now, just for when i’d like to be on the phone and still need the use of both hands — so i decided to bite. i ended up going to the apple store in the galleria and buying an iphone bluetooth headset. it’s a pretty slick looking little device, and it seems to pair with my ancient razr okay. although i’m still trying to figure out some of how it pairs, whether it is active or not, and how quickly it drains my phone battery. hopefully within the next few months i’ll be getting a g3 iphone, and then the full benefits of the apple bluetooth headset will be realized.
another thing i picked up while looking at tvs was a western digital “my book” external hard drive (320gig). it was around $90, and it now serves the purpose of being my time machine backup drive. it hangs off of my airport extreme’s usb port. i had to reformat the drive as hfs+, but after i did that and shared it through the airport utility admin tool i was able to choose it as the backup drive in time machine. so now both my power mac and macbook air are being backed up to it. i’m not sure i like this responsible life i’m now living, what with backups and all.
saturday night i headed over to el pueblito on richmond for myat’s grad party. he and a few other folk who just got their mba’s were celebrating there. there were a lot of the regulars from that crowd there, along with a fair number of people i didn’t know. steve davis showed up, which was a cool surprise. myat spent most of the several times he talked to me trying to set me up with some girl there. not sure why he thought that’s how things should be, but he was persistent. i managed to avoid talking to her the whole time though. (yea, me?) i left around 1am and headed home.
today i got up and was messing around with my power mac, trying to figure out why it has seemed so sluggish lately. suddenly i realized it was showing it only had 256mb or memory. egads! i have a couple of 512mb crucial ballistix modules in there, but it evidently wasn’t seeing them. i powered the box off and tried every memory variation i could think of, but it never saw the crucial sticks. i guess they’re dead. *sigh* i searched around online, but i kind of wanted memory now, so i ended up trekking around town. i started off at microcenter, where they only sold “lifetime” memory or something, which was twice the price of the crucial i’d looked up. the microcenter guy tried to insist other memory isn’t good with apple, even if it says it is. whatever. next i dropped by a circuit city, but they didn’t have any for apple. then i went to best buy, but they didn’t have any either. so i gave up and drove to fry’s. at fry’s the guy argued about how any memory works in apples, and “certified” just means they tried it and it worked. whatever. (“guaranteed to work” means something when you have to return/exchange things if they don’t.) but i was tired of driving around and wanted something right then, so i gave up and bought a 2-pack of 1gig corsair memory modules. with a $30 mail-in rebate they work out to about $50, so i figure that’s okay. i got them home and put them in and they are okay so far. i may go ahead and order a pair of crucial 1gig sticks online as well. that’ll max out my box.
in the afternoon i finally went to eat. i’d woke up this morning craving a bagel for some reason, so i went to einstein bagels and had some kind of hot open-faced bagel sandwich and an iced tea. i sat there until they were closing, then the manager came by and said they had a bunch of bagels they were going to have to toss so i could have a bag if i wanted. he gave me probably 15 bagels. i kept a few and gave the rest to the potts this evening.