Diary of a Wolfeman

The boys and I were playing Mechwarrior tonight, and the Pookster was feeling a little left out. Being the nice guy he is, the Physicist let her take the stick for a minute. She wandered around the map for a minute or so, until someone got the range on her and started shooting. What does she say?

“Oh, you want some of this?!? Take that!” and holds down the trigger.

…and thus, a Gamer is born. I get the feeling that a video card upgrade is going to be on her Xmas wishlist.

When it dies in the fourth year, of course.

Thankfully, it waited until I was close enough to home for B:TNG to come and give me a jump-start to get the Beastie home. Unfortunately it meant I had to cut short a date with the Best Girlfriend Ever – my car is essential to my job and I have an interview in Vancouver Friday, so this had to be taken care of immediately.

According to the paperwork, there’s enough warranty on the battery to get me a 25% discount on the replacement, but the shop I bought it from is closed this late. B proves he is a helluva guy and has granted me the use of his car while he’s out of town, so I’m cool. I’ll be driving his Little White Beastie for a day or so.

*Update:*
It really helps to check the fluid level in your battery every so often, folks. Last night, it barely had enough juice to turn on the overhead lamp. I topped off the water level, and it electrolized enough juice on its own to start this morning.

For a smart guy, I can be an idjit sometimes.

There are many things you study in school without any idea of when the subject may become useful in real life. For many students, Creative Writing is something that really goes beyond them. “I like to read,” they may say, “but I’m not a writer. When will I ever use this in real life?”

The answer, grasshopper, is on your resume.

The other day a potential employer emailed me a long list of essay questions they wanted me to answer. So, I dusted off the old thesaurus link, dragooned a buddy into the role of editor (thanks, Greyduck!) and buckled down to work.

An hour or so later, I sent off said missive. Today, they called to schedule an interview.

Hit the books, kids. You’ll need it in a few years.

I was planning to review Serenity here, but there’s no real need – several thousand others already have.

This movie is, in my humble opinion, the best movie to hit the screen since I don’t know when.

It has layers of plot. It has quality acting by the truckload. I laughed, I cried, I got pissed off…and by D.o.C., I hope they do something more with this, whether on small screen or large. Nathan Fillion gets his revenge, in spades.

Now for a small spoiler. Read the rest of this entry »

I will link this here because every little bit of publicity helps, and I am always willing to help a fellow Oregonian:Recording Industry vs The People

This is the case peer-to-peer file sharers have been waiting for. Tanya Andersen, a 41 year old disabled single mother living in Oregon, has countersued the RIAA for Oregon RICO violations, fraud, invasion of privacy, abuse of process, electronic trespass, violation of the Computer Fraud and Abuse Act, negligent misrepresentation, the tort of “outrage”, and deceptive business practices.

Ms. Andersen’s counterclaims demand a trial by jury.

Give ’em Hell, sister!

I’m sick today, which sucks. Been fighting a fever since I woke up, and I think I may have woken up in an alternate universe of some sort. There’s a boy downstairs that looks and sounds just like Ratty, but he’s cooking dinner (after washing the dishes) and doing homework for a class he hasn’t even been to yet.

On a Saturday.

All in all, this pod-boy I think I will keep.

Apparently I, Asshole is having the same problem I am lately: I can’t find a ringtone I like.

I had my phone replaced a week or so ago due to the fact it was dropping incoming calls like hot potatoes, and I lost my previous ringtone in the process. (“Tom Sawyer” by Rush). Not wanting to pay another $1.99 to download it again, I have been on the lookout for something new, and I have become stumped. Why are none of the really obvious songs made into ringtones? Consider these:

“Who are you?” By The Who. Currently the theme song from C.S.I., and a damn good song in general. Seems an obvious choice. Or “Mother” by The Police. C’mon, the opening lines are “Well, the telephone is ringing / Is that my mother on the phone?”

I did manage to find Men Without Hats’ “Who can it be now?”, but it was a bad cut and didn’t sound right. The Clash’s “London Calling” was another atrocious midi ringer you could barely recognize, but crap by any number of flash-in-the-pan pop artists sounded perfect.

Back to the original, when there are multiple ringtones featuring Ozzy, Iron Maiden or Quiet Riot, why is there only one Rush? These guys nailed many Grammy awards, and we are left with “Metal Health”?

Oi.

Go Potty First…….No, I mean it, Potty First, Then Read (Ball And Chain)

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

There was a bit of a shocker in the Oregonian today: they are laying down the paperwork for an expansion of the 217, the highway that connects I-5 to Highway 26. This stretch of road is horribly overused, and an expansion lane would be a wonderful thing. The shocker part is that they are considering putting in toll booths, and this may not be a bad idea.

Now, I know what you’re thinking: “Whoa there! Toll booths? Oregonians hate toll booths!” Just hear me out on this, ok?

Now, they are not planning toll booths for all lanes. There are two possibilities on the table, and neither one of these has been finalized yet. Bear in mind that these construction plans won’t even begin until 2007 at the earliest. Also bear in mind that “toll booth” should be read as “sensor that reads the transmitter fob on your dashboard.” We’re talking automated RF systems, not a funnel into which you throw quarters.

Read on to see the plans Read the rest of this entry »

I had an interview Friday that I thought went very well – I have the skills that they are looking for, and my history makes me an almost perfect match for the position. I seemed to get along well with the interviewer, and could understand their position and offered a couple quick ideas as to how they could make their business better, in an effort to show what I have to offer them.

It wasn’t until we got down to the brass tacks of the package that I realized they really don’t have much to offer me. It’s a small comapany (only 5 people), I would still be a field tech using my own vehicle, there is no benefit package, and to top it all off, the wage offered is salary only, and works out to a best-case of just a two-dollar raise. Considering that I took a long lunch to go to the interview, I basically paid about $20 bucks to find this out.

To all recruiters and HR management: post the fucking salary specs in the damn ad and save me the trouble. It’s like going through the effort of wooing a beautiful girl only to get her home and find out she was wearing a minimizer and a padded bra.
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Today is my daughter Pookie’s 6th birthday, and she opted for a costume party. Hmm…costume for a kid’s party – you can guess that I trotted out the SCA garb and threw on a do-rag for piratical effect. It turned out to be an excellent choice, for as I was wandering the local supermarket in search of craft glue, I ran into me ol’ pal Vlad whom I haven’t seen for almost two years. He may be joining the Game-Night crew.
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If you haven’t guessed it, I’m bored and blogging for something to do.
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There’s an article in the Wall Street Journal that goes on about how Microsoft had to rally and radically re-design their coding habits to re-write the Longhorn (now Vista) codebase to get an actual functional product. The whole piece touts the innovation and determination of the engineers and administration to get good quality software to the public.

The truth, however, is that they have used a sloppy coding scheme for decades, and with every iteration their software has become more and more bloated than the last. This time, they got a product that would not function, and it finally bit them in the ass. The whole article sounds like it was commissioned by Gates to offer a plausible excuse to the world for the delays in the Longhorn project.

Makes me wonder who else the WSJ could be taking bribes from.