Category: Life

All is for the best in the best of possible worlds.

Which might be this one. Probably not.

(Inspired by this post by Pejman.)

Seems I am off the hook for some intemperate comment I might have made on my wife’s birthday as she indeed likes her new music production setup.

However, remember she has a music minor but is a developer by trade when she says:

Now if I can just find how to CODE notes instead of having to “record.”

Happy Birthday to Wil Wheaton, born on this date in 1972, and anyone else who might share this birthday.

I hope she likes what I got her enough to make up for that….

Dungeong and Dragons for Complete and Utter Idiots.

DID YOU KNOW?

Some people are green.
Look in mirror. Are you green? No?
Then kill all green people.

TIP! Green people flammable!

Just answering the question, “Why would someone wear a coat in July unless he or she was hiding Semtex lingerie?”

Where to put the books:

WHERE do you house 10,000 books? In an apartment with plenty of shelf space, of course.

So that’s what Thomas and Katherine Cole needed when they moved to New York.

Mr. Cole, 71, who retired five years ago as a classics professor at Yale University, likes working from home, which means having on hand the thousands of reference works he might need. (He is writing a literary study of Ovid.)

We can aspire to 10,000 volumes. We’ve got to be at several thousand now. Our next house will need a room dedicated to being the library. Probably not a finished room in the basement which might flood. You see, we’ve thought it over.

That’s right, I got my first L.L. Bean catalog today.

You know, it’s really got absolutely nothing to do with Rowan Atkinson. Now I, too, am privileged to share in that information with my other Casinoport, Missouri, brothers.

Brian’s office at night

Spoons sez:

DC fans are conservative, Marvel fans are liberal. Discuss.

I won’t rejoin that, although I encourage you to do so, gentle reader, with all the righteous anger my fellow Marvelites can muster.

I will admit something interesting: I am a Marvelite, and my beautiful wife is a DC chick.

I don’t know how our marriage works, but it does. And lest you wonder, my collection is larger than hers.

Apparently, our home is the air conditioning unit for the entire St. Louis area.

Whenever we turn the air conditioner on, the daily high temperatures drop. When the high temperatures drop, we turn off the air conditioner and open the windows….at which point the daily high temperatures rise…..

Am I the only one who thinks the new Ford GT looks like the Cody Coyote from Hardcastle & McCormick?

They might as well just use “Drive” as the music behind the commercial.

(Link seen on MAWB Squad.)

To all of those participating in the Tour de Cure this weekend, good luck, and don’t do this.

You can support my beautiful wife‘s attempt to stay on her bike this weekend here. I know you’ve all got extra money because none of you has hit my tip jar.

On the day of Atari Party 5.2, I convinced my beautiful wife to come to a couple garage sales. I don’t know why she agreed, as we were holding a large party that evening and anyone who cares about others’ impressions of her domicile would have been stressed about the “presentation layer” of the home, and she doesn’t even like yard sales.

But came she did, and it was wise that she carried the bankroll. Because I encountered a deal. A Commodore 64 C in a refurbisher’s box with the Commodore 1541-II disk drive for $25. I looked it over; no software, even though GEOS was supposedly included (for you damn kids, Graphical Environment Operating System was a graphical operating system, a la Mac or Windows, for the C64). At $20, I would have snapped it up, but since it broke the double-sawbuck territory, I couldn’t do it.

As we were in somewhat of a hurry (the Atari Party had a scheduled start time, and we did have some interface tweaks to perform on Honormoor, the Noggle estate, before the party), I didn’t even pause to offer a single sawbuck. Besides, I already own an original C64 with a working 1541 drive. So I couldn’t justify the expense to my wife, although perhaps if I had the cash in my wallet, I could have.

So we got home, and I wanted to hook up a Commodore 64 for party decoration. Sadly, that’s all it’s become; the party goers don’t tolerate the load time on the 1541, we discovered in Atari Party IV, when we connected a Commodore 64 and preloaded Castle Wolfenstein; after the first death and reload, the party members wandered off while the old machine spinned. But I wanted one hooked up for Atari Party 5.2, since we had space for it and we have a monochrome monitor for it. When I opened the cabinet where we keep the Commodore 64, but never the Commodore 64 C we passed up, I realized I might have a problem:

I already own five Commodore 64s, including the one I took to college as my primary computer (a gift from my mother), and three in their original boxes.

Ladies and gentlemen, I am an old computer hoarder.

Whenever I find an old computer at a garage sale or an estate sale at a reasonable (or irrational) price, I must buy it. I’m not talking old IBM clones whose processors I’ve made into geek-amusement magnets, I mean old 1980s computers.

I own:

• 5 Commodore 64s, including 3 1541 drives.
• 2 TI 99/4as. I don’t have the Dataset, but I do have the Speech Synthesizer module, which I haven’t actually tested yet. I don’t have a working set of joysticks, yet, which sucks since most of my dozen cartridges are games. Also, note that the two TIs I have now are the latest in my possession; I’ve owned 4 in my life; the preceding two also came in the 1990s, after the TI was way obsolete.
• 1 Laser 200, a computer I never heard of until I bought the one which languishes on my closet shelf. It booted, though, and I paid a couple bucks for it.

Most of these machines, not to mention my 4 Nintendo Entertainment Systems and 5 or so Atari 2600s and 2 Sega Geneses, languish on my closet shelves for 364 days a year or, in some cases, for 729 days every two years. I want to own these machines because I don’t want other people to throw them away.

I am an old computer hoarder.

Admitting this is the first step in receiving help. I know that now.

So if you know of a Commodore 64 C with 1541-II or Commodore 128 with 1571 that I can buy for under $20, please pass along the information.

Within a story in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch entitled “Zippy craft, young riders are making waves” (subtitle: “Missouri has joined Illinois in focusing on boating education certificates for younger boaters.”), we find an entrepreneur abdictating his responsibility to the state government, and to the taxpayers.

The business problem:

Another pair of wrecked Wave Runners. Just the latest.

One of them – a $3,500 machine that can hit 70 mph – sat with its front end sheared off outside Mike Lynn’s rental shop. The two watercraft had crashed in a game of “cat and mouse,” although both riders escaped injury.

Nine of 10 watercraft at Lynn’s Bikini Pier Rental, a shop in the shadows of the Grand Glaize Bridge, come back damaged.

Lynn lauds the solution:

But a new Missouri law effective Jan. 1 is aimed at curbing these accidents, especially among younger drivers, who need to be only 14 to pilot such a craft alone. State residents younger than 21 are now required get a boating safety identification card by passing a boater education course.

The new card is required to operate all motorized vessels on Missouri lakes, even when renting one. A card costs $15.

“It’s going to help. It’s got to help,” Lynn said. “I’m all for it.” [Emphasis added.]

Mr. Lynn favors state registration of young Seadoo riders because he is unwilling to forego renting to riders under 21 because that would cost him revenue. Instead, he wants to spend my money and add layers of government bureaucracy to license young people, which will result in a piece of paper they need to carry, and might reduce the 90% damage to his business’s property that is rented to these underage riders. Pardon me while I do the math:

.9 * (percentage of underage rentals * safer riding because of certification)

So if certification makes underage riders 25% safer, and if Lynn rents 25% of his business to people under 21 with the certification…. Crikey, man, I have a philosophy/English degree, not a degree in something useful like figurin’. Still, it seems like a small impact on Lynn’s bottom line.

But it’s a free impact since we the Missouri taxpayers are paying for it. Were I a strict entrepreneur, with nothing but the betterment of my business as my highest principle, goal, and directive, I would be all for it, too.

Hopefully, the boss won’t catch this line item on the budget and question why QA needs an imposing, slightly sinister Imperial TIE Fighter workstation.

Although perhaps I should hold out for the fully-functional Death Star model.