Life Onwards

You register a URL.

You pay for server space.

You use a ‘One Click’ installer script.

You establish an administrative account.

You are proficient in using combinations of fingering the ‘C’, ‘X’, ‘V’, and ‘CTRL’ keys.

…no, you’re not l33t. You’re a wannabe Xsomething overaged script kiddy.

It’s because of neighbors like you that SOPA brings any real value to the internet.  I used to believe in the freedoms of the internet. Like anything cool it attracted too much attention in the long run. For those originally with the ideals held by CERN, it would be an awesomeness. For the gamers it would mean not having to get dressed for massive LAN parties. For me it’s become an infestation. 

Having to look at something and determine if it’s a genuine person or a lifesize cockroach trying to nibble at my masterpiece. I sometimes wonder if this occurred with the Mona Lisa when it was a work in progress.

I think I’ll go back to watercolors with my fingers again. *sigh*

I returned from the woods unscathed.  Except for my muscles.  And skin where I got scratched.  The nurses were not amused I could identify the prior occupants of an abandoned camp by the quality of their pornography left strewn about.  Maybe that’s why they were never able to become doctors.

More later.

The last week I’ve been dealing with a break in interweaveness, it’s really dreadful. Right now I’m debating whether to believe my property manager that they’ll be providing free WiFi throughout the property in the next two months…or risk entering into a two year contract with the cable provider.

Another option was trying to get a private network going up on a 25Mbs connection, the deal was I would only participate if “I” was administrating the router for a group of four people.

Nothing like throttling your neighbors and knowing your access rights.

On another note I’m off to go trekking into the woods tomorrow night after dark with camera, flashlight, and snake bite kits to help conduct our county’s annual homeless count.  I was fortunate and paired with the guy who runs the local chapter of a major/prominent/known non-profit who I helped with three years ago during a media event we were both featured on. 

I’ll return if I’m not shanghaied and sent to Panama…or something.

…so I told her to unplug the computer and restart it.

And she did. And it worked.

I nonchalantly said, “Tiffany, when I have steered you wrong?”.

She ignored me while serving another person.

I get no respect.

I’m pretty open to accepting anyone.

That’s until it comes to cheap technical support farmed out to someone in another country reading from a script and pushing buttons.  I don’t want someone trained in call control, I want someone with [...] Continue Reading…

While I’m against the current version of The National Defense Authorization Act (NDAA), the issue many people have regarding the Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA) isn’t mine…and the latter’s got to do with the blogging community itself.

There are lots [...] Continue Reading…