Once again....

It's that time of year.....






















GO SUNS!!!!1111!!!!ONe11111!

Thanks Beth!

Thanks to Beth who has been hunting for a Wii for Mii for several months now!


Condolences to Mr. Smith who wasn't at lunch yesterday and couldn't speak up for it

Is that...

A SQL pocket guide in your pants or are you just happy to see me?

Tales from the punch bowl... the punch bowl that is my back porch.

Favorite thing about living in Phoenix? The wind doesn't blow 100% of the time.

Yes I know, thats pretty lame. Where I'm from though the wind never stops blowing ever... it's always windy. Here it actually dies at night, to the point where you can sit on your back porch with a beer your work pager (because your on call this week and your a good doobie) and a laptop and just start writing. Actually 5 of the last 7 posts have been made from the back porch.

Wow when you turn down the screen back light it doesn't hurt your eyes nearly as much... that is so cool.

Diffrent theme tonight... I've got "Massive Attack" on the old iTunes and the Moose Drool Beer is going down rather smoothly (thanks again Eve (the woman not the game) and Cody (the mac to my PC)).

A while back I wrote about the "file wenches" at work (as I lovingly refer to them) and how they pretty much figured I hated women. So somewhere between now and then the hot one (Izzy) has made it her personal crusade to get me to stop drinking coffee (currently I'm a 2 cup a day man). To which she has made some inroads (like I'm almost willing to try the mix stuff from Nestle...almost) now this being at work my coworkers aren't exactly helping her out... I'm a bit nasty when I haven't had my sweet sweet caffiene fix.

So as I keep asking Izzy "what is the incentive for me to give up coffee?" She and she keeps trying to break me... Risking life and limb to get to me before 9 AM on somedays to try and break me of my oh so lovely habit. To say that the deck is stacked against her is probally understating the challenge in front of her.

So if I suddenly stop drinking coffee and become way more irritable then I normally am I must have found an incentive to give up coffee.

The new coffee machine at work

Someone has been listening.

Wind w/ Fire!

So I've been dicking around with my Linux server this weekend...

It's pissing me off.

That is all I will write about Linux... needless to say the thought of lighting several DVD's on fire to exercise my Linux frustrations is really appealing to me right now.

While dicking around with said Linux box I wandered back to the ole website of long ago (rollingskull.com) which really didn't come into existence until I moved down to Phoenix but for all intents and purposes it's the same damn sight I had when I was in Kingman and doing this with Frontpage and Geo-cities.

I got to reading the old posts and I had forgotten how much I enjoyed opening up the old semi-journal to random emails from readers (all 3.2 of you). I got to thinking that I should do something like that again... then I thought if Curtis AND my brother both have a blog then there really is no point.

So while my install of CentOS 5 died for the 5th time in a row I was thinking...

Maybe what I should is something along the lines of that post card site where people mail their post cards in anonymously... it's sometimes a riot other times really sad and typically it's both on the same day.

So maybe I should open this thing up to a anonymous emails of whatever? (Thanks to Eve who reminded me it's postsecret.com is what I was thinking of)

I like the idea... and it gives you (all 3.2 of you) a little bit of interactive opportunity.

So here are the rules (I know always rules)

1. Send the email anonymously.... ideally from a one time use site it's up to you how you want to do it. If your to lazy to do that and send me an email from your regular address that kind of defeats the purpose doesn't it?

2. Send the email to cignus20 at hotmail dot com use the subject line "Wind w/ Fire!"

3. I will post received emails (if I get any at all) up here...

If you don't like the rules you don't have to email.

This one never gets old...

Which OS are You?

The stone beneath my feet.

"More hay, Trigger?"
"No thanks Roy, I'm stuffed!"

Do not believe in miracles -- rely on them

Those who don't understand Linux are doomed to reinvent it, poorly. -- unidentified source

'Interesting how the Windows™ logo is a picture of a window deteriorating...

The most likely way for the world to be destroyed, most experts agree, is by accident. That's where we come in; we're computer professionals. We cause accidents. - Nathaniel Borenstein

"Not all chemicals are bad. Without chemicals such as hydrogen and oxygen, for example, there would be no way to make water, a vital ingredient in beer." Dave Barry

Free speech only goes so far until you need the right to bear arms.

The telephone is a good way to talk to people without having to offer them a drink. -- Fran Lebowitz, "Interview"

The world is coming to an end. Please log off.

You should make a point of trying every experience once -- except incest and folk-dancing. -- A. Bax, "Farewell My Youth"

"Some people shoot to kill, some people shoot to maim...they're missing the point here. the point is you get to shoot somebody." -- Scott Kern "One night in August of 2004"

Because not everyone is....

Obsessive compulsive like me....

Once again the nurds at google have done it.

http://labs.google.com/goog411/


who needs a Treo when you got this.

City by the sea....

Flashback to the summer of 2004.... Young Tom had just gotten involved with a little project at Kingman Regional called "PACS" he was playing Star Wars Galaxies way more then was healthy and his girlfriend had dumped him earlier that year because he didn't want to join her during grad school rather choosing to build a life in Kingman and join her once she finished. That was in late January early Feburary.

It's July 2004 the dark side of Catalina island. The first day of what would be 4 day stay on the dark side of Catalina. Young Tom is sitting under a palm tree drinking a Guinness Irish stout that he bought earlier in the day for $9.00 at the two harbors general store (which really amounted to highway robbery with sales tax). It's late in the evening and Tom is talking with his friends Sabrina and Tim about "What makes you and adult?"

Among the ideas bandied about between the three while Tom drinks his Guinness while Sabrina and Tim drink something that involves rum are... a mortgage, children, car payments, thinking about retirement, and marriage... ultimately all rejected because one of us can name one person who has one of the above items but yet we considered them to be not adult. I barely considered myself an adult at the time I was 25 job, mortgage, and thinking about investing but honestly I still thought of myself as a kid.

Why were we drinking? Well that part is easy there were 7 adults and 6 kids. And someone was not having any part of the kids (his name rhymes with mom). Sadly the 6 Guinness wouldn't make it through the night as I shared with Brandi and we were dry by the morning. It was a long 3 days after that.

Flash forward to 2007 young but slightly older Tom is sitting on his back porch thinking about his life. No girlfriend but friends he wouldn't trade the world for and thinking to himself as Rage Against the Machine plays in the background (Renegades of funk) am I an adult? Young but slightly older Tom would say yes only because as he was grilling a steak earlier in the day walked through his grass and pulled up weeds.

Young but slightly older Tom doesn't know if that makes him an adult but it makes him alot more like his father then he would would care to admit to.