Curse the iMac that sputters along for a few minutes before completely shutting down. The problem's pretty much been narrowed down to the power supply (I hope), so now it's just a matter of ordering said part.
That being said, posts haven't been as regular as I'd like them to be, mainly due to the issues with the Mac. Never fear, once that problem is addressed, things should go on smoothly. In related news, this is post number 98. Just a couple more, and the amazing 100 post uh...post. Don't expect too much.
The transition to IUPUI was a smooth one, and in fact I'm typing this post from the Business building of IUPUI's campus.
I see that GameFAQ's Top 10 list of the day (Top 10 DOS Games) contains Scorched Earth at number 10. That's good...I know one Ross Martin will appreciate that.
What a short and choppy post. Eh, it happens. Expect more. Soon. Ish.
Monday, August 28, 2006
Friday, August 18, 2006
Most Disturbing
It seems that all technology around me is rebelling. It started off simply enough. My rear passenger side tire 'sploded. No biggie, I suppose...a quick apprehension of some new tires and I was on my merry way.
It seems that all technology around me is rebelling. It started off simply enough. My rear passenger side tire 'sploded. No biggie, I suppose...a quick apprehension of some new tires and I was on my merry way.
Then the iPod began to mew and groan like a constipated kitten. It would hiccup and grind quite loudly. Oh, and then it began to lock up. Ah yes, then it refused to play any music I had purchased from iTunes (luckily the minority of music stored in my iPod, OMAC). And mysteriously, after a few attempted restorings the iPod seemed good as new. The joy was not to last.
Immediately after the iPod began acting normal, the connector on my cassette adapter (which allows me to enjoy my tunes in the car) began to give out and I now have to hold the iPod just so to get it to properly transmit my tunes through the wire into the cassette bay.
Then the iPod began to mew and groan like a constipated kitten. It would hiccup and grind quite loudly. Oh, and then it began to lock up. Ah yes, then it refused to play any music I had purchased from iTunes (luckily the minority of music stored in my iPod, OMAC). And mysteriously, after a few attempted restorings the iPod seemed good as new. The joy was not to last.
Immediately after the iPod began acting normal, the connector on my cassette adapter (which allows me to enjoy my tunes in the car) began to give out and I now have to hold the iPod just so to get it to properly transmit my tunes through the wire into the cassette bay. FM transmitter, you say? If only it could come through halfway clearly. Ah well. An iTrip seems to be in my future.
In another form of an iTrip, I may have to make an iTrip of my own to the Apple Store. Yes, to top off the rebellious technology list, my lovely iMac has started to act rather weird. First the Firewire ports will only charge the iPod (not transmit data). And now, it randomly shuts down. It likes to wait until I look away to blink off.
Could it be that I have pissed off some tech-deity? Or are the fates trying to grind my mind down until I snap and just start killing things? Funny story about that, actually...let's just say Wal-Mart does that to you. And yes, you are a dick. And that box of lightbulbs deserved the thrashing. But ANYway...I'm better now. A few seconds from a murderous rage, but I'm all better now...much much better...
At this point, the Mac shut down. Crap.
Anyway, I looked at this and got thoroughly depressed. Well, not really. Take a look.
That's a graph showing how many visits the blog has gotten since about this time last year. Now, I think about 1.3ish people read this. Ah well. Perhaps when this school thing starts up.
And in case you were wondering, here is my desktop without a Firefox window open.
Yup. Good ol' Zoidberg peeks at me all the time. Dr. Zoidberg - a crustacean at which we can all look up. And now, it's time for some Futurama. And animal crackers. Mmm...well, that's all for now.
It seems that all technology around me is rebelling. It started off simply enough. My rear passenger side tire 'sploded. No biggie, I suppose...a quick apprehension of some new tires and I was on my merry way.
Then the iPod began to mew and groan like a constipated kitten. It would hiccup and grind quite loudly. Oh, and then it began to lock up. Ah yes, then it refused to play any music I had purchased from iTunes (luckily the minority of music stored in my iPod, OMAC). And mysteriously, after a few attempted restorings the iPod seemed good as new. The joy was not to last.
Immediately after the iPod began acting normal, the connector on my cassette adapter (which allows me to enjoy my tunes in the car) began to give out and I now have to hold the iPod just so to get it to properly transmit my tunes through the wire into the cassette bay.
Then the iPod began to mew and groan like a constipated kitten. It would hiccup and grind quite loudly. Oh, and then it began to lock up. Ah yes, then it refused to play any music I had purchased from iTunes (luckily the minority of music stored in my iPod, OMAC). And mysteriously, after a few attempted restorings the iPod seemed good as new. The joy was not to last.
Immediately after the iPod began acting normal, the connector on my cassette adapter (which allows me to enjoy my tunes in the car) began to give out and I now have to hold the iPod just so to get it to properly transmit my tunes through the wire into the cassette bay. FM transmitter, you say? If only it could come through halfway clearly. Ah well. An iTrip seems to be in my future.
In another form of an iTrip, I may have to make an iTrip of my own to the Apple Store. Yes, to top off the rebellious technology list, my lovely iMac has started to act rather weird. First the Firewire ports will only charge the iPod (not transmit data). And now, it randomly shuts down. It likes to wait until I look away to blink off.
Could it be that I have pissed off some tech-deity? Or are the fates trying to grind my mind down until I snap and just start killing things? Funny story about that, actually...let's just say Wal-Mart does that to you. And yes, you are a dick. And that box of lightbulbs deserved the thrashing. But ANYway...I'm better now. A few seconds from a murderous rage, but I'm all better now...much much better...
At this point, the Mac shut down. Crap.
Anyway, I looked at this and got thoroughly depressed. Well, not really. Take a look.
That's a graph showing how many visits the blog has gotten since about this time last year. Now, I think about 1.3ish people read this. Ah well. Perhaps when this school thing starts up.And in case you were wondering, here is my desktop without a Firefox window open.
Yup. Good ol' Zoidberg peeks at me all the time. Dr. Zoidberg - a crustacean at which we can all look up. And now, it's time for some Futurama. And animal crackers. Mmm...well, that's all for now.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
The Spiteful Crow Attacks!
I've had Earthbound on the brain lately. No idea why, but I've just been thinking a lot about that wonderful wonderful gem of a game. If you've not ever played it, give it a try - it's one of the shining examples of how awesome RPGs were back in the 16-bit days. Not that all RPGs suck now...it's just that you have to dig deep into the muck of miserable game titles to arrive at a truly good game. In my searchings for Earthbound material, I came across an interesting recording...it seems in 1989, Mother (the precursor to Earthbound/Mother 2) became the subject of a musical production. That's right, a full orchestra provided backup to choirs and umm...some sort of synthesizer mess. Chock full of cheesy '80s lyrics, this was quite something. In fact, I've pulled up the link now. Give it a listen. As of now, I've only listened to the Eight Melodies and Pollyana (which was referenced in Home Again, a track in another spifferific Earthbound musical production, Bound Together).
There's really not much else to report. Well, I looked up some info on Mother 3 (which doesn't seem likely to cross the Pacific). Looks wacky...Pig Armies, massive destruction, and scores of deaths. Seems fun to me! Though, the Mr. Saturns seem to be missing...
Any other news? Hmm...seems likely that I'll be working in the Wal-Mart dairy area. Yay for milk and eggs!
Attended a family reunion, and it turns out we have some black people in our family. They seemed quite nice, and offered us a place to stay if we were ever in the Chicago area. It was a tad odd at our family reunion, and it kept making me think of Uncle Ruckus' little tune on the Boondocks.
And now, it's time for some Futurama. And animal crackers (can't beat $1.50 for 2 lbs. of heaven!) Take care, people. Keep yourselves hydrated and out of the sun. PSA from the King himself.
There's really not much else to report. Well, I looked up some info on Mother 3 (which doesn't seem likely to cross the Pacific). Looks wacky...Pig Armies, massive destruction, and scores of deaths. Seems fun to me! Though, the Mr. Saturns seem to be missing...
Any other news? Hmm...seems likely that I'll be working in the Wal-Mart dairy area. Yay for milk and eggs!
Attended a family reunion, and it turns out we have some black people in our family. They seemed quite nice, and offered us a place to stay if we were ever in the Chicago area. It was a tad odd at our family reunion, and it kept making me think of Uncle Ruckus' little tune on the Boondocks.
And now, it's time for some Futurama. And animal crackers (can't beat $1.50 for 2 lbs. of heaven!) Take care, people. Keep yourselves hydrated and out of the sun. PSA from the King himself.
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