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Rant: CFL’s are a crock of shit

•July 21, 2009 • 3 Comments

Yes, I’m talking about compact flourescent light bulbs. The little spirally things everyone is trying to sell you on because they will save you so much money due to their reduced power consumption and extended life span.

I’ll admit, our house has power issues and fluctuations, but CFL’s are supposed to last about ten years, right? Wrong! Two bulbs on the same circuit, one is a CFL, the other is an incandescent. The CFL blew out in less than a year. The incandescent is still going. I’d rather pay $1 for a four pack of incandescents than $2 for one CFL. And at least when the incandescent blows out I can throw it in the trash as opposed to having to go to  Home Depot to recyle it. Hell, I just might throw the CFL in the trash anyways, just to spite the regulators. The trash people can deal with the mercury, and then OSHA can get involved.

And at least, incandescents are dimmable.

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•June 30, 2009 • Leave a Comment
  • I've had many occasion where I've needed to use a packet sniffer to find the source of a problem. It was usually management or other developers blaming my software, because it MUST be the newest software added that caused problems. 100% of the time, it was either hardware or preexisting software problems in other computers/devices on the network. I've spent many hours playing the guilty until proven innocent game. Too many. Unfortunately most sniffers suck, especially at detecting low level(NIC level) messages. I may have to give this one a test drive.

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•June 12, 2009 • 3 Comments

Rant: LiveNation – Excessive fees and false advertisement

•June 4, 2009 • 15 Comments

Ok, things are definitely getting out of control in the music industry. I wanted to go see Depeche Mode this Summer. They’re playing at Nissan Pavilion this July. So,  LiveNation advertises for lawn seats for $20.50 for a 4 pack. Sounds like a good deal, right? Plus Wednesday is no service charge Day. Sounds even better, right? My ass!! Of course the no service charge thing doesn’t apply to 4 packs, so it’s $20.25 for the tickets, plus $9 service charge, PLUS $4 per ticket parking. Shouldn’t parking be per vehicle, not per ticket?!!? So that’s a $13 surcharge on a $20.25 ticket. Rounded up, that’s a 64% markup on the ticket. Fuck that!!!  Now back to the no service charge tickets. THOSE are $29.50 for lawn seats. Hmm, seems like they just rolled the no service charge into the ticket price. PLUS $6, not $4/ticket parking fee. Once again, FUCK THAT!!! They WILL NOT be getting my money. While I would love seeing Depeche live again, I will not be giving my money to the douchebags calling themselves LiveNation. They are worse than TicketMaster.

Social Persona Test

•May 20, 2009 • 3 Comments


Your result for The Social Persona Test (What kind of man/woman are you?)…

Lord of the Misfits (QLAM)

Quirky Liberal Alpha Male

You are similar to The Fratt Boy, in that you often try to take care of peers you percieve as less successful, but with the added benefit that you actually understand those on the fringes. You are a good ally to have, but people might be hurt if they believe your universal good will is a sign of a close friendship. You are nice to everyone, but you know who your true friends are. In terms of dating, you want someone who shares your interests; other than that, anything goes.

You are more QUIRKY than NORMAL.

You are more LIBERAL than TRADITIONAL.

You are more DOMINANT than PASSIVE.

When picking a date, consider: The Rarity (QTAF), The Renaissance Faire Wench (QLAF), The Librarian (QTBF), or The Emo Girl (QLBF)

(Image from UNC Library Website)


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Which Star Trek Character are you?

•May 18, 2009 • 2 Comments

Your results:
You are Data

































Data
77%
Jean-Luc Picard
70%
Spock
67%
Geordi LaForge
65%
Will Riker
60%
Deanna Troi
55%
Worf
50%
Leonard McCoy (Bones)
45%
Chekov
45%
Mr. Sulu
45%
An Expendable Character (Redshirt)
40%
Mr. Scott
35%
Beverly Crusher
35%
James T. Kirk (Captain)
30%
Uhura
30%
Even though you are a genius
you are always striving to be better.


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Weird Dreams: Va Tech, and the apocalypse?

•April 16, 2009 • 4 Comments

Ok, I’ve actually been remembering alot of my dreams lately, and my dreams are usually weird and bizzarre. But this morning I had an especially bizzare dream, even for me. I’ll try to describe it as best I can, but some of the details are a little fuzzy. And I may ramble on a little. But lets just say involves zombies, mind control, VA Tech, and what may the the apocalypse and armageddon. Oh, and there  may be some time travel in there too, and terminator style robots.

I was going to Va Tech, and the campus was nothing like we know it, but still, it was VA Tech. And in the Library there was a plaque saying something about a memorial to the biggest explosion ever to happen on the face of this planet. There was a date on there too, but I can’t remember it, just that it was recent in the timeline of the dream(why did this place even exist if there had been such a huge explosion?)

So anyways, I was living with Shannon in the dorms(we were dating, but not married), and shared a room. Even though it was a segregated dorm, no females allowed in males rooms and vice versa. But for some reason we were allowed to. Anyways, at some point a friend/distant relative(?) of hers shows up and says he needs to crash there, but doesn’t want to stay in our room to not disturb us. This becomes relevant later on.

At some point we’re trying to find a computer to use, and are having trouble deciding whether to go to the bar(which only has one computer), or one of two internet cafes(I guess there were no computer labs on campus?) After that, we head back to the dorms, and Shannon tells me she has to go to some event the next day where she was volunteering , so we won’t be able to hang out. I get bored, so I go to the event and find out she wasn’t there. WTF? She lied to me. But next to the event, there was this big tent. Not huge, but long. Like a normal A-frame tent, tall enough to stand up in. The width was normal, but it was at least a few hundred feet long. So I go inside, and the inside has partitions, so that each “room”, is basically normal tent sized. I walk in there and find her hanging out with her friend/relative. I think nothing of this, since at one point it had been revealed that he was not actually a person, but a cyborg/robot that looks human. But after talking to them I realized she’s actually having an affair with him(actually, she was in love with him), and call them out on it, and they start mocking me, so I walk off all pissed off and talk to some jocks/frat boys outside the tent, and come to the conclusion that I have to punch this guy out(which I rationalize to myself is OK, since he’s just a robot). I walk back in and pull him up and punch him in the face, which does nothing, with him being a robot and all, and I’m like oh crap. But luckily, there’s conveniently an electrical wire running through the tent, and I manage to throw him through the air, and as he makes contact with the wire, his circuitry is fried.

Then I head back to the dorms and do some drugs(I don’t know what they were), but they do nothing to me. Bring on the Zombies. The campus is being overrun by zombies, and a swat team is sent to protect us. Apprently the only way to disable them is to taser them in the head(but it was more like a radiation taser), and SWAT is doing a pretty good job at that. Eventually, they get overrun though, and the zombies are now in the dorm. They’re all carrying some sort of heavy item like a cinder block, and swinging their arms, which is pretty intimidating. But someone(surviving SWAT member?) points out that no, this is just they’re way of “jumping”, and it makes them happy. Ok, don’t fuck with the “happy” zombies. As long as the few of us non-zombies don’t mess with them, they’ll leave us alone. And they do. They’re actually pretty oblivious to us. Much like the borg, when not threatened. Well, turns out they’re not really zombies, but this is some sort of mind control experiment and things have gone a little wrong. I don’t know why I and a few others were immune(maybe the drugs?), but swat guy tells us we still better not try to attract their attention and best fit in. Ok, no problem, act like zombies.

Think this is weird yet? It gets better.

At some point we wind up back in the library, and there’s several exits. But every time someone tries to go some of them(and it differs), alarms go of and some scientist guy comes and retrieves some of the “zombies”, but only select ones. Must get out of this building. Pretend to be zombie so the crazy scientists don’t catch on I’m not under their mind control. As I’m zombying around, I see shannon again, and show motions with her head to left. But for some reason I go right. I get near the exit, and the alarm sounds. I’ve been flagged, and before I know it the lead scientist catches me, and tells me to come with him. But he doesn’t actually want to harm me and sort of explains what is going on. He said that this was the wrong exit, and even if I were under mind control, I was flagged as one the people who was slated to go to the “special” exit. For those who would be “saved”, whatever that means. He’ll help me get there, but I have to follow him. He takes me back to the “control room”, I guess, and his superiors tell him it’s time to do his job and “deactivate his brain”. At which point he pretty much becomes zombified, I guess he was under mind control too. He oes over to this table, flicks a swith underneath, and then lays down on it. As soon as he lays down, his head is being zapped with electricity. And the voltage keeps going up. Once it hits about 800 Volts, I thing to myself, this is NOT good and start running, because I know his head is about to explode. In a BIG way. I only make it about half way to the exit before it does(pretty much destroying the whole building). But I’m not killed in the explosion, instead, it just blasted me into space, and I was peacefully floating above the earth, enjowing the view of our planet. And there were others around around me. And I knew that we would all fall back to Earth, and not be harmedby the fall.  And at that time, a song was playing and it was almost like the closing credits of a movie. And the last thought that went through my head before I woke up was:

“Oh right, that’s why I wanted to watch this in IMAX!”

Almost done. The song really freaked me out. The lyrics and melody I remember were “Take me away”. I had to research it on the internet, and it turns out it Pocketfull of Sunshine by Natasha Bedingfield. This is something I would never listen to, but have probably heard. I did not know the lyrics to the song, but in the context of the ending of my dream, some of them could not be more applicable. The brief excerpt:

Take me away: A secret place.
A sweet escape take me away.

Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A hiding place.

….

The sun is on my side.
Takes me for a ride.
I smile up to the sky.
I know I’ll be all right.

This is playing as I’m floating in space after Armageddon?

And it gets better. The video, which I have NEVER, EVER seen in my life before features a whole bunch of skydivers peacefully floating to earth. Awful video, but I still have to post it anyways.




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Kittie woes – Update

•March 14, 2009 • 1 Comment

Well, I while back, I posted about about Vladimir’s(my cat) health problems. You can read part one here and part two here. The diagnosis was terminal cancer of the sinus. Prognosis: a few days. It’s been over a month and a half now, so I just wanted to update on his current status.

His cancer is not progressing as fast as the doctors thought. He’s still with us, shows energy, loves to chase the laser pointer, and is eating up a storm. His nose is more snotty(and it’s not bloody anymore), but he doesn’t appear to be in any pain. He’s much, much better than the day we took him in to the vet. But I’ve seen the CT scans, so I know there’s was no misdiagnosis, and he is 16 years old. It can’t be healed. It’s only a matter of time.

We also made a few decisions contrary to the vet’s recommendation. He also has hyperthyroidism. It was about a week after he started taking those meds that his face puffed up, and he looked like he’d been hit by a car. They recommended we keep him on that, to not have him waste away(he’s not). Our decision was the cancer will get him first, and the steroids(which helped a lot) are giving him plenty of an appetite, but we don’t want to risk the hyperthyroidism drugs again, since they can have major side effects.

Anyways, here’s a few more pics of him during the past few weeks, and hopefully more will follow:

Vladi's Wine Box - 20090219

Vladi in his Wine Box

Vladi Snuggling with Shannon - 20090222-2

Vladi enjoying some Loving

Vladi Snuggling with Shannon - 20090222

Shannon snuggling with Vladi

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Rant: Cars, Gas and Ice(and stupid VDOT people)

•January 28, 2009 • 4 Comments

Today was not a good day. I woke up this morning and promptly realized that I wasn’t going to be able to make it out of our driveway, so I called work letting them know I’d be late. Note to self: Next time they predict ice, don’t park in the driveway.

So, by mid-day it was no longer icing, just raining, and the driveway was beginning to look navigable, so I decide it’s time to head in to work. Time to grab the scraper and de-ice the car.  Not too difficult, but still a pain in the ass in the rain. As I’m getting close to work, and about to merge onto the beltway, sputter, sputter. Crap, I’m out of gas. Or at least, so I think. I knew I was low on gas, but the needle was not completely pegged yet, and the drive computer said I still have 3 miles left, and I’ve taken that one down to 0 before. Multiple times. But I’m willing to concede that maybe the gauge got stuck and misreading, so hopefully I’m just out of gas. Of course, I didn’t make it over to the shoulder, so I figure I better get the car at least pushhed onto the shoulder(I was still on the on ramp part where there’s a divider between the Beltway and the ramp). In the cold rain, that REALLY sucked. And yes, I had to do it by myself.

But yet, it would appear to be my lucky day. Within about 5 minutes, one of those VDOT highway patrol/emergency assistance vehicles drives by and pulls over. I tell the guy I think I’m out of gas. No problem, he’s got a gas can in his truck, and pours(according to him) about half a gallon in the tank. That should be enough, since all I had to to was get to the next gas station, which was only about a quarter mile away. Nope, car still won’t start. I guess it’s not out of gas, confirming what my gauge was telling me. Time to call AAA.

They show up about 2 hours later, which was just lovely, seeing as I couldn’t run the heat while I was waiting for him. I explain that my car just stalled, can’t get it restarted, it’s not a battery problem, and Mr. VDOT already put gas in it, so that’s not it either. Time for a tow. I wanted to get it towed to the service station by my house, since they do good work and don’t try to rip you off. We have the cheap AAA plan, where you only get 3 miles free towing and they charge after that, so I’m told it would cost me about $16 bucks, which was fine with me, as I’d rather pay that than wind up with a disreputable mechanic that’s going to tell me something is broken when it isn’t. I could have had it towed to the service station near my office, but didn’t cause I’ve never taken my car there. I don’t know them, therefore I don’t trust them.

Anyways, finally drop the car off at the service station and head over to “Sign of the Whale”, since while home is within walking distance, it was not something I was looking forward to in this weather.  I was already wet and miserable. About half an hour later, Shannon shows up to give me ride home, when I get the call from the service station. Diagnosis: “You were out of gas!”

Apparently Mr. VDOT poured his “half gallon” from what must have been an empty bottle, cause they said there was 0 gas in the tank. All he poured was hot air. Dumbass!! He not only cost me half a day, but made me look like a moron in front of the mechanics too. Not to mention the waiting in the cold part.

The damage was $90 for diagnostics and gas. They checked the fuel pump, fuel filters, spark plugs, spark plug wiring, it all checked out fine. Of course these diagnostics would not have been neccessary if Mr. VDOT hadn’t already “poured gas” in there.I’m glad I spent the $16 for towing though, as based on what happened, some other station could easily have told me I have a broken fuel pump and charged me an arm and a leg replacing something that wasn’t broken.

BTW: Helpful samaritans besides VDOT and AAA? One. And I’m pretty sure she only stopped because I hadn’t pushed my car off the road yet.

Kittie Woes (part 2)

•January 23, 2009 • 7 Comments

About a week ago I posted about Vlad and his sinus problems. He was initially diagnosed with a possible sinus infection and confirmed hyperthyroidism(which while quite common in older cats, is easily treatable), and came home with us that night. You can read the details here. The new antibiotics looked to be working.

On Tuesday, things took a turn for the worse. Shannon hadn’t been able to find him in the morning to give him his medicine. When I came home Shannon pretty much said: “He’s been hiding in the crawlspace under the stairs, and he smells like he’s covered in urine. Should we take him back to the vet?” My conclusion was yes. She had apparently also come to that conclusion. With it being inauguration day, Sammy was off that day, and he confirmed that Vlad had not left the crawlspace that day. He never hangs out there. He went there to die. I took a look at him, and his face looked like it had been hit with a baseball bat. This pretty much happened overnight. He was recovering, and then got a whole lot worse.

Easy decision. He’s going to the clinic. So we’re told that based on what this looks like now vs a week ago, it may be cancer. The only way to tell is to give him a CT scan(which is risky for a cat his age, since he needs to be anesthetized, and that could possibly kill him) . These were my choices:

  1. Do nothing, in which the vet’s recommendation was euthinazation. (definite death)
  2. Get a CT scan(which could risk the cat’s life) (possible death)

Once again, the choice was easy. In one case, the cat dies. In the other, he possibly dies. Sure, the CT scan cost $1500, but this is my buddy, and there’s no way in hell I’m putting him to sleep without knowing for sure what’s going on.I was warned by the doctor to seriously consider whether doing the CT scan would be worth it, since it most likely was cancer and not treatable. But I had to know.

This all happened yesterday. First of all, I was worried if he’d make it through the anesthesia, but since the other option was death it was a risk I was willing to take. It was supposed to happen at 3 pm. But Murphy’s Law always strikes. Just before it was his turn, the CT scanner broke(apparently a computer issue). So, he would have to spend another night in ICU.

We went to visit him last night, and he was looking all sorts of better. He was alive, active, and his face was alot less swollen. I was thinking the IV antibiotics were working.

This morning I finally got the call. The CT scan in done. He tolerated the anesthesia fine. But the verdict was cancer :( He only has a few days left. We don’t know how many, but most likely less than two weeks. It’s an aggressive tumor. Not really treatable due to its size and position. It has taken out a lot of the bone in his nose and eye socket.

He came home with us this afternoon. Now it’s just an issue of managing pain, and making him as comfortable as he can be. I would prefer for him to die comfortably at home, but if it looks like he’s starting to suffer(he hasn’t yet) we may have to make that difficult decision.

Even though it cost a shitload to get the CT scan done, do I regret it? Not one bit! At least now, I can make a decision based on what I know versus what’s suspected. I can honestly say to myself we did everything within reason we could to save the kittie. I can be at peace with his upcoming death. He lived a happy life. He’s 16 years old. It’s just his time. Not that that makes it any easier:(

But the CT scans are pretty cool.

The first one just shows the slices:

The second shows a 3d view of his head:

The third one shows some more bone structure(which shows the damage of the tumor in his skull bones):

Kittie Woes

•January 14, 2009 • 10 Comments

Well, Vlad has had sinus problems all his life, and for the past few months has been on antibiotics to keep him all clear. We got back from Snowshoe(which I’ll be blogging about soon) on Sunday and he was not looking too well. His breathing sounded like snoring, and you could just hear all the mucus in his nose, so we made a vet appointment for Friday. No big deal, this happens with him every once on a while and usually clears up. But when I got home last night, I noticed that there were blood spatters all over the couch where he usually sleeps, and he definitely had dried blood coming out of his nose, so I decided not to wait till Friday and take him to the animal clinic right away.

Shannon mentioned there was clinic near her office, and they’re 24 hours, so we took him in. We took him to Southpaws. Well, apparently waiting at the animal clinic is no shorter than waiting in the ER. We were there for a good three hours. Anyways, they nurse took his temperature and that was fine. Finally, the doctor comes to see us. She pretty much said he may have become resistant to the antibiotics he was on, and recommended switching antibiotics(something I had been meaning to ask my regular vet for awhile), but they still wanted to do bloodwork to make sure nothing is seriously wrong, and to make sure all his organs are fully functional in case they have to give him an MRI to see what’s going on with his sinuses, in which case he would have to be sedated. The doctor also noticed he had lost weight and had reduced muscle mass, so she wanted to rule out any thyroid problems. He also got his heart X-rayed, to make sure everything was fine there, as the doctor had determined he has a heart murmur when she listened to him with the stethoscope.

So, they take Vladi out of the room to take his blood and X-Ray him. Yeah, I feel bad for the poor staff. He was apparently not exactly the model patient. We could hear him growling in the back, and it was not sounding pretty. When the nurse came back, she had him wrapped in a towel, and pretty much said: “He’s a little agitated right now”. Then she left the towel with us and said: “You might need this!”. I’ll point out that Vlad has never been known for being a good patient.

So, after another long wait, the doctor finally got to review part of his bloodwork(the thyroid part had to be sent out to a lab), and everything pretty much looked normal, so it looks like his issues are localized to his sinuses and not part of a bigger problem. Final conclusion, give him the new antibiotics, and see if those help, otherwise take him to an internist to make sure it’s not some sort of growth. So, that exam, bloodwork and X-Ray cost us $600. Oh, the X-ray also showed there was no lung involvement, so that was good news. And I’m happy to report that 24 hours later, Vladi’s sinuses are doing MUCH better, and he doesn’t sound like he’s going to drown in his own snot, so the antibiotics seem to be working. Was it worth $600 for my kittie not to suffer? Yes!

Fast forward to today. I finally get the call from the vet with the thyroid results. Yup, he has hyperthyroidism, which is an overactive thyroid gland. This is apparently quite common in older kitties(he’s 16), so I ask her about the options and do some research online. It is usually fatal, but luckily, it is treatable. Basically, I have 4 options.

1. Do nothing: If left untreated, he will probably continue to lose weight, waste away, get heart and kidney damage and eventually it will be fatal. Based on what I saw on line, it’s more along the lines of WILL, not might, and we’re talking a time frame of months here(maybe a year). This is not really an option I’m considering.

2. Medication: For now he was prescribed medication, we’ll follow up in two weeks. But, he WILL have to be on the medication for the rest of his life. Pills. And the side effects can be not so nice. Vomiting, diarhea, etc. Assuming he lives another two years, this would cost me about $500 in medicine costs.

3. Surgery: Remove his thyroid glands(not a good option for a kitty his age), and also not recommended by the vet.

4. Radioactive iodine treatment: Basically, they shoot him up with a dose of radioactive iodine. The iodine then collects in the thyroid gland, and the radioactivity shrinks the gland. This is by far the safest treatment option from what I’ve gathered. The only downsides(to some) is that apparently only a few treatment centers across the country have the capability of doing this(I’ll explain why in a second). Luckily for us,  Southpaws is one of them. It’s expensive(around $1000), and he would have to stay at the “hospital” for about 3-4 days, but it’s not just a treatment, it’s a cure.

Now let me explain all the precautions. They’re not for the health of the kitty. Based on research, the procedure if perfectly safe, and the worst risk(1%) is that he may wind up with hypothyroidism(under active thyroid gland), which unlike hyperthyroidism is not fatal. Basically, worst case scenario, Vlad might get fat. It’s one simple injection. The reason so few places do it, and he has to stay there for so long is for our protection. Yup, the kitty, his urine and his feces will apparently be radioactive for a few days. Enough so, that they have to keep him in a lead lined room, and wear protective clothing to even handle him, and especially his pee and poop.

Right now, option #4 is looking like the best option. Ahh, the things we do for our kitties.

Rainbow

•December 7, 2008 • Leave a Comment

In response to Carolyn’s rainbow, we had to do our own. This is my rainbow:

Your rainbow is shaded green.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

What is says about you: You are an intelligent person. You feel strong ties to nature and your mood changes with its cycles. Those around you admire your fresh outlook and vitality.

Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.

And Shannons Rainbow:

Your rainbow is intensely shaded black, brown, and blue.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

What is says about you: You are a tranquil person. You appreciate mystery. You may meet people who are afraid of you. You feel closer to people when you understand their imperfections.

Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.

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Our House-1
Our House-2
Our House-3
Our House-4

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Rant: Knight Rider … Most awful show ever!

•October 23, 2008 • 3 Comments

While I tried to give this series a chance, I finally had to give up on it. It is AWFUL. Now don’t get me wrong here. The original Knight Rider was awesome, and I was always a big fan. The new one just doesn’t quite cut it. Bad acting, bad humor, and cheesy plotlines. Which in itself doesn’t make a show bad.

I’ve been known to watch some pretty bad cheesy shows like Cleopatra 2525, Jack of all Trades, and yes, on occasion, even V.I.P. Yet they were enjoyable. And funny.

This new Knight Rider is just awful though. They’ll use any excuse to get the women down to barely any clothing(which is normally a good thing), but unfortunately the only purpose it serves here is to distract us from how truly awful this show actually is. If I want to watch a girl running down the beach while her boobies are bouncing in slow motion, I’ll watch Baywatch, thank you very much. I felt like I was losing IQ points every second just by watching it. Yes, Baywatch is better than the new Knight Rider.

If this was available on Netflix, it would get the rarely issued 1/5 star rating.

Good Show

Most … akward … debate moment … EVER!

•October 10, 2008 • Leave a Comment

VP Debate