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2005.08.11
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On a more personal note...


03:28 <xeno> oh.
03:28 <xeno> :|
03:28 <xeno> Remember Ryan Ostrom?
03:28 <xeno> you probably didn't like him, but that's not quite the point.
03:29 <xeno> he was killed yesterday, in Iraq.
07:47 <solios> !

Yes, I remember Ryan. That he enlisted isn't much of a surprise. That the calling proved terminal, on the other hand, is.

Fourth picture, left. (Stars and Stripes, Dec. 2002, hail Google)

From the WNEP release (src=xeno):

Governor Ed Rendell says Tuesday was the bloodiest day of the Iraq war for Pennsylvania's fighting men and women. Five soldiers from the Keystone State were killed. The governor's office confirmed the most recent deaths Wednesday night.

One of those killed was from a Guard unit in Lycoming County.

Staff Sergeant Ryan Ostrom, 25, of Liberty in Tioga County was on on patrol west of Baghdad when his unit came under enemy fire. Ostrom was killed. He was with the Bravo Company of the 109th Infantry, based in Williamsport.

Captain Brock Schulteis, who served with Ostrom, call the young man the epitome of an American and a soldier.

"He is upstanding, he's got moral ethics and he's going to be very missed. Everyone liked his leadership style. They liked the way he presented himself. He was always professional, always kind, always had a good attitude," said Schulteis.

This week's deaths brings the number of Pennsylvanian's killed in Iraq to 94 since March, 2003.

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20050819 : WBNG (CBS) coverage, courtesy of xeno.


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2005.08.06
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Scrollback

Just paged through the archives, such as they are.

Man, that's a lot of ass.

[ Insert monthly "moving on" bit here, mention part of last night was spent plotting DCR deployment, etc, etc. ]

Change is hard, inertia, etc, etc.


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2005.07.11
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RTF (tentative)


NASA officials announced late Thursday afternoon that the agency has scheduled the launch of the shuttle Discovery on the first post-Columbia mission for July 13. The agency said the launch of Discovery on mission STS-114 is now scheduled for July 13 at 3:51 pm EDT (1951 GMT).

src == spacetoday


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2005.03.05
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The function of Art is to disturb. Science reassures.

Swiped from here, third on the list. Murdered on February 22nd.

Title swiped from George Braque.


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2005.02.21
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He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man.

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2004.12.31
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Unseasonable

Last I checked, 31 December is the tenth day of winter. You know, the season with the snow and the ice and the cold and the flu and the salt trucks and the glare and "Wow, I'm starting to get an idea as to the COLD that Ivan Denisovich endured, only he'd think this shit was Florida because he was in a motherfucking SIBERIAN GULAG."

You'd think.

unseasonable.png

Weather data is, as usual, courtesy of the gubment.


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2004.12.06
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Battleflag

For those of you who haven't been following it, Chapter Three of Among The Chosen is done.

15 pages in 23 days after a painful slog of 34 pages in 5 months. The closing scene is some of the best visual work I've done to date. Feels good. Looks good. Attacked and completed with preternatural speed and looking better than Polarity, which is what I was working on in the same timespan last year.

Suction was the fun scene- the rest of it was Necessary, but not exactly Fun, and suffered accordingly.

Laid off due to RSI a couple of times. Waylaid due to mental problems a couple of times. Its a good thing I'm doing Zero next- I'm not starting on Four until I have full production faccilities at home. That'll solve damned near all of my problems, and not just with ATC.

I have a wanging dehydration headache- a combination of pushing myself for eleven hours without a break and starting that push with one fuck of a hangover. I'll write up a full Chapter Three Post Production Thinger when I'm clearheaded- there's a lot I've learned in the last six months- some of it really cool, some of it nasty, and I'm planning on venting that and drawing some candy while I'm pulling together Chapter Zero.

But before that, I'm going to pass the fuck out.


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2004.10.04
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My God, it's full of stars.

Scaled Composites won the Ansari X Prize (CNN, slashdot), thus putting us one critical step closer to getting off of this rock- something NASA has been sucking ass at since 1972.

Hopefully Scaled's solution will be cheaper than the Soyuz.


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2004.09.16
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Modest Mouse


10:06 < xeno> < modest_mouse> We're the Monkees NO WAIT THE BEATLES NO WAIT THE BYRDS NO WAIT WE SUCK THE END


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2004.09.12
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The Demon Was An Idea

The Demon Is Awake.

Also, hung over, grumpy, and still waking up. The Demon will have its shit together before the month is out.

That is all.


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2004.09.09
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All aces, straight home bases.

Left work at three, caught a bus in less than two minutes. Home in ten. Ben had intercepted the hardware around a quarter to two. Slapped on the filters and set my workstation up in a test configuration. Bounced out and caught a bus back to work in less than two minutes. Back in less than ten.

Currently shoveling home some mp3s I accidentally deleted some time ago. I'll be doing a Proper Configuration later this evening and should have a solid start on getting shit sorted out by the weekend.

Awesome.


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2004.09.03
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Ghostworld

The past three weeks, as an IRC log:

< bodine> All my friends have moved. This sucks.
< sean> I'm moving!
< kate> I haven't seen any of my friends since I got back from Europe. They're all gone. This sucks.
< smith> All my friends have moved. This sucks.
< solios> Man. I miss Isaac, Mike, Justin, Kramer, Hatkowski...
< solios> All my friends have moved. This sucks.


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2004.08.31
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Burn

Well. I think the last time I did crunches and situps was 2000. :|

The big issue is finding someplace to hook the ankles. Indoors, preferably.

Next on the aquisition list (after broadband) : Bicycle. The ability to cover a lot of ground quickly is the concern here. I can bike until my testicles explode- which is a few hours and roughly 26 miles at peak in hilly terrain. I peaked at 2.5 miles jogging.

Takes almost as much time to get down a hill as it does to get up it, jogging. The Burn, however, is completely different. There's a reason my dad's jogged for most of my life, yet only biked for a smidge of it. There is, especially away from the light pollution, a Certain Zen.

After that, possibly a messenger bag. Don't know yet. Most likely new shorts. :P

Tomorrow, more crunches and stretches and pushups. Need to figure out how to work this into some form of routine.

Incentive. It always boils down to incentive. Self esteem- I can be in good shape within a year. I did it when I was in my teens. Need a hook I can sink my teeth into, so to speak. The hook is Near, fortunately... and to fully embrace it, I need to face Certain Truths- something I'm historically bad at.

Batting a thousand on facing Certain Truths this past week, though I've been very selective.

Don't have the role model this time. At least, not directly. Don't have anything to prove to anyone but myself. See previous posts about the angst of living in the future.

I fucking miss being ripped. Almost as much as I missed breathing. Breathing's a willpower thing. Ripped is willpower and endurance. Long haul, as it were. Total behavioural reconditioning.

We're operating under the assumption that a sound body contributes to a sound mind. Anyone who knows me knows that the whole "sound mind" thing isn't something I'm historically associated with.

There's reasons for that. One of them is that I haven't Worked Out since I moved to this fucking town.


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2004.08.25
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Otsego Undead

Walked home. Anything beats waiting for the fucking bus again. Felt good. Passed quickly. Chewed on a pen. Remembered the 80s.

Realized I could actually smell the air. Not as fuzzy as I was yesterday. Still trigger happy. Specifically, ATC. Can't sketch for shit right now.

According to every graph ever, Wednesday's The Bad Day. I'm more concerned about Thursday. Payday. Eek.

I've been reliving the 80s and failing to work on ATC. Decent at the moment. More of a clue later in the week.


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2004.08.24
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My Motor Psycho Nightmare Freak Out Inside of Me

Outside is the worst.

Specifically, waiting for the bus.

Home is easy. I've smoked at home twice in the last four months. Home is Quake III, install Debian (kernel 2.6.7), Quake III, configure, Quake III, dick with the screensaver, Quake III, move irssi to console, Quake III, play with web browsers, Quake III. Quake III.

Work is slightly difficult. Too many triggers. Replace with Quake III. Drop into the server, make accounts, base config. Quake III. Get Apache reconfigured. Quake III. White Zombie and Quake III. Get MT running. Quake III. Capture video. Quake III. Copy video. Quake III.

My lungs are vomiting up tar like a clogged drain, backing up slowly.

It was worse yesterday. Barely.

Housebreaking a diuretic puppy. In my head. Yeah.


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2004.08.16
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Kick. Ass.

So apparently this mercury entry is the top google hit for the IRIX error thinger _rld_new_interface: bad operation: 14.

Which is odd. Since the _rld_new_interface: bad operation: 14 instances in the entry link to a google search for the error code.

The other four hits are MIT, a *.gov site, the digital (as in DEC) ftp server, and a subdomain of SGI.

And I'm first.

NOTHING can stop Torg.


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2004.07.31
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Kid Video

The title, credits, and most of the security camera shots for Drone 1.2 are more or less complete, as you can see here. Stills are from the title and the first three security camera shots.

You'd be surprised at how many little things have to be done to make video look this shitty.



I still need to finish processing the secams, which will be done tonight. The personnel in the video will be processed at a later date.

Eventually there'll be a Viz thinger for this project, and it'll be downloadable when it's finished.


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2004.07.30
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AMERICAN.

I. AM. REGISTERED. TO. VOTE.


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2004.07.21
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He who controls the spice

The Guardian has a two part article (1, 2, src=bda) covering five days in Iraq with the 3/1 Marines.

Summary : Imperial Sardaukar continue to get punked something fierce by Fremen.


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2004.07.16
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July 16th, 1969

Drifting forward just a little.
Thatís good.
Contact light.
Shut down.
Okay. Engine stop.
ACA out of detent.
Out of detent. Auto.
Mode control, both auto. Descent engine command override off. Engine arm off. 413 is in.
We copy you down eagle.
Engine arm is off. Houston, Tranquility base here. The eagle has landed.


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2004.07.14
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Doom.

Literally.

Gold Master.

For the Windows version, anyway. Hopefully the Mac version will be out before the year is through.


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2004.07.08
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Self Destruction, Neo-Con style.

Okay.

So. You should read this. And if that link doesn't work, there's a text-only version here (local).

Sourced from Zawinski. Worth the read.


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2004.06.29
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Pete Moon

I bumped into my friend Pete at the Co-Gos on 26th about ten minutes ago. I know him through my friend Colleen, who used to room with him in the apartment next to the same convenience store. Softspoken redhead who plays a mean game of Diablo II. Hell of a sculptor. AIP Industrial Design.

And National Guardsman.

Pete ships out for Iraq in less than 24 hours. He's a mechanic in the Guard.

Pete looked very, very nervous.

Pete's tour is 18-24 months.

He's not taking his camera.


1971

Today in Space History, courtesy of Rotten:

When Soyuz 11 disengages from the Salyut space station, cosmonauts Georgi Dobrovolsky, Vladislav Volkov, and Viktor Patsayev are killed by a faulty pressurization valve. All the oxygen leaks out of the Soyuz cabin before Patsayev can close the valve by hand, and the crew is asphyxiated.

The Soyuz, coincidentally, is our only way off this rock.

Here's hoping.


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2004.06.13
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Eighties

Leave it to the Brits to point out all the bad shit Reagan's responsible for.

Fuck knows the goddamned American media isn't about to do something like that.


In other news...

My coworker and ATC 3-dimensional conspirator has suffered vehicle malfunction 80 miles from anywhere. My friend Dru got herself a DeviantArt account, I played a good deal of Quake, and I'm presently in the process of burning a Pizza. When the pizza is burned, I'm going to watch Mail Call.

Xeno's youngest sister Kendra graduated from LHS on Saturday- coincidentally Mrs. Krotzer's last day with the district. The latter makes me sad- Mrs. Krotzer kicks more ass than a whole platoon of ass kickers- and believe me, that's a lot of ass. She rocks, and future generations of retards (aka "students") have no idea what they're going to be missing. As for the former... well, Me, Xeno, my sister, and now all of his sisters are officially out of high school. Most of have been for awhile- though this is the first time in my life that nobody I hang out with, hung out with, or know in some capacity is actually interred in the public school system. Makes me feel kind of old.

So.

Congratulations to Kendra for surviving 13 years of public education. She'll soon find out that the really good parts of life have nothing to do with yellow deisel gurgling, plastic desks or rubbery foodlike things congealed at LES and shipped over in a truck for public consumption. She's quite fortunate to have had Mrs. Krotzer as a teacher. Future students will not be so priveleged.

Congratulations, kudos, and High Honors to Mrs. Krotzer for surving the public school system for a hell of a lot longer than all of us, and for actually making a difference. Mrs. K made English fun, gave me a great deal of freedom over the outcome of my Senior Project, and is one of a very small number of people (none of them students) who made it worth my while to actually show up for class.

I could elucidate further, but I'm recapping the day here, not eulogizing! Mrs. K rules, Kendra's Out, and my pizza's getting crispy.

< fagbot> CLOSE THE DOOR FUCKWAD

From Pittsburgh, Good Morning.


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2004.06.11
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Citizen Solios

Got my ID in the mail today. Envelope with the chunk of holo-laminated plastic in it. No documentation, no paperwork, no receipt. Reissued with existing signature, height, and photograph. All of which are 9 years out of date- I'm now 6'1", write even less legibly, and so on and so forth.

Now I can drink at bars I haven't been to before, get a bank account, and so on and so forth. Hopefully broadband. Assuming my roommate opts to renew his half of the lease, which will financially stabilize me.

Five years of slacking and I'm now re-Personed for another four, during which I'll be able to get shit done and stop bitching about not having a valid ID.

Next up: Student Loan Consolidation.


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2004.06.01
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The Damage Manual

Engler fixed ATC. All is sweetness and light and I owe him one. ATC now has CSS that validates (unlike, say.... my html), and it displays Properly in Mozilla and IE. The rest of this entry is the post-op log- largely here for my own reference, as I will be attempting to impliment similar changes to mercury and other projects in the near future.

Oh, and I have the short-term memory of a goldfish at the moment, so I won't be remembering any of this otherwise.


Moscow.

It's June. When did that happen?

Back to ATC this month. Daedalus is mostly complete. Veins screaming from espresso overdose- strung out, bile-filled substrate. Alcohol is the usual solution, but this time it's about feeling like shit, as opposed to feeling like a shit that Death took on an electric fence, ripped out of his gourd on tequila.

7100 and g3 tower refitted, reformatted. Equipped with SCSI zip drives, decent RAM, useable disk, useable apps. No modems. Checked over and good to go. On deck and ready for Export, leaving one ADB mouse and less of a drain on the power grid. Popped the breaker last night- it's the G4, iMac and AC or the G4, iMac, and anything but the AC. Feels like August, no decision. Rewired, AC on kickswitch. Lights dim when the beast is activated, but it's better than pliers. The functions of Massive still need a successor and after installing 8, patching to 8.5, patching to 8.6, installing 9, patching to 9.1, to 9.2.1, to 9.2.1, I'm done with operations and data shuffling for the moment. Breather. Shake the coffee grounds out of my wrists.

T minus 20.


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2004.05.26
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The Conservative Agenda

TRADITIONAL VALUES, n. The bedrock of the nation: fear of the unknown; hatred of the unorthodox; anti-intellectualism; racism; sexism; homophobia; sexual repression; fear and loathing of the human body; the morbid prurience of the "moral"; enjoyment of the sadistic infliction of pain; an ignorance- is-strength, faith-not-reason philosophy; a preference for "faith" over facts; blind belief in the tyranny of the majority; censorship; gullibility; mindless support of the government, especially in time of war; rejoicing over slaughter; a sheep-like longing for "strong leaders"; the desire to make a buck at any price to the environment or to other people; toadying behavior toward one's superiors; bullying behavior toward one's subordinates; intolerance of anyone who deviates one scintilla from a narrow, christian "morality"; the desire to inflict pain on the "immoral"; and the desire to force them to be "moral" through the use of violence, coercion, torture, imprisonment, and execution. Without these Traditional Values, America would not be what it is today.

Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary


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2004.05.21
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It's in the mail.

Rent. Money order at 3:30pm Thursday. Roommate relays inquiry from landlord around 11:45pm Thursday. Dropped in mail slot approximately 11:55am Friday.

Electric Bill. Fee converted last week, finally dropped in mailbox outside South Side USPS for 3:30pm pickup at approximately 12:15pm Friday.

Form DL-81 Envelope containing form DL-81, drivers license (expired : 1999), processing fee. Dropped in mailbox outside South Side USPS for 3:30pm pickup at approximately 12:15pm Friday. No guesstimates on processing time or what comes next at this stage. No form of state identification, valid or otherwise, circa 12:15pm Friday.


13:20 < solios> fagbot: doot for finally mailing in my id, hence overcoming FIVE FUCKING YEARS OF INERTIA
13:20 < fagbot> our JOURNEY of a THOUSAND STEPS must end in the HANDICAPPED STALL


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2004.05.10
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The Gods are Angry.

Thursday : First day back at work after an unpaid and all too brief vacation. Accounting demands variance reports same day with The Boss out, meaning unpleasantness when he returns.

Friday : Xeno leaves Pittsburgh at ~1pm. By 5pm the temperature has dropped 24 degrees and it is raining. The next three days will be uncharacteristically hot and humid.

Sunday : Find out between three and four friends of mine may well be disappearing to Miami in August. First I've heard of this, though it's been in the works for months. I've been working with them on some projects- their pending disappearance means that my role in the work gets scaled up at exactly the same time I intend to get rolling on ATC again. I am not amused. This has the potential to alter my living situation, to say nothing of increasing the demands on my free time. Irritation at the sudden change of situation induces extreme mental instability, bitchiness, claustrophobia. Drink it off. Realize rent will be paid late this month.

Monday : I roll into work to find that my workstation has been unplugged from the UPS, the secondary UPS that parts of it were plugged into has been completely drained, and the machine refuses to boot. Symptoms indicate failed logic board. Run machine out to Mac Outfitters in Cranberry. It's 45 minutes one way, and we had to shell out 150$ to "rush" the machine diagnosis. To say nothing of repairs. Theraputic in the sense that Smith and I bitched about the size of the ass that Pittsburgh sucks all the way out and most of the way back. I'm out a workstation and all data for an indefinite period of time. All Work work has been backed up. The freelance I've been working on over the course of several Saturday evenings has not been, however, and this does not sit well with me. Return to work at 4:40pm, brief supervisor, duplicate MO work order, leave post on division blog detailing steps taken and present disposition of workstation. Check email at 4:50, with the equivalents of "whazzap!" from the MPU and a "why didn't you call?!" from the FPU. It would appear that the 'rents read mercury and that the walls have teeth.

The loss of idoru means that my work schedule is effectively lobotomized until the machine is repaired and returned, resulting in two short weeks in a row. One fuck of a pay cut. I am not pleased.


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2004.05.01
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solios_vacation

The Pit, Front :

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The Pit, Back :

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More or less in order of appearance, left to right and bottom to top: pismo powerbook, iMac (running debian), G5, G3 (unpowered), upgraded G3 (gig ram, G4/500, SCSI, two external firewire cages), Media100, floor control iMac and test screen for the interactive I'm working on. Pictures were taken from a standing position next to the window near the 21" monitors. This position blocks out the Server flat panel and keyboard, which isn't a bad thing- the server display is a giant piece of ass. If it wasn't, it would be on one of the other machines.

This is my workspace. And May 1 through May 5, I won't be in it. I will return to work for three 12-hour shifts on the 6th, 7th, and 8th to compensate for time off at the beginning of the week.

This is my first voluntary time off of work since 2001, and my first time out of The City since November of 2002, when I visited bda in Philly. This time it's Xeno, and he's picking me up. He's 26 today, making the amount of time we've known each other approximately 21 years, or legal drinking age.

While I'm taking a Windows-compatable ethernet card and twenty-five feet of crossover cable with me, I do not expect to have access to the net for the next five days. Specifically, email and IRC. There's more than enough other shit to keep me busy, so I doubt I'll miss it. I rather need the change of pace, really. I suppose that's why they call it a vacation.


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Oof.

blam.jpg

This is what happens when you run bzip2recover on a two gig .bz2 file that is sitting on the desktop.

* solios ++


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Traffic

From: [ front office ]
Subject: PLEASE POST - Closing of Bigelow Boulevard April 15-April 16
Date: April 15, 2004 10:34:48 AM EDT
To: [ everybody ]

235 Atwood Street
3rd Floor [rear]
Pittsburgh, PA 15213
www.otma-pgh.org

Bigelow Boulevard Street Closure


On Thursday, April 15, 2004, beginning at 10 am Bigelow Boulevard will
be closed to vehicular traffic and reopen on Friday, April 16, 2004
after 3pm.

The street closure is necessary to allow for stage set-up for a Friday,
April 16, 2004 9am concert by Bon Jovi followed by a presentation by
Senator John Kerry in front of the Cathedral of Learning. This event is
being hosted by the Young Democrats Association of the University of
Pittsburgh.

Bigelow is the street the bus I use to commute takes to get from Fifth to Forbes. The stop I get off at is between Bigelow and Craig. The reroute, which Pitt does on a whim at least two to three times a month, drops that stop off of the route, adding additional time to the commute. My commute for the day and tomorrow has been fucked up by none other than BON FUCKING JOVI.

Yeehaw.


Gesundheit


21:35 < solios> pf cpirse. O gpt |
21:35 < solios> ...
21:35 < ejp> o_O
21:36 < solios> of coure, I go to grab an example and kol locks up.
21:36 < solios> there we go.
21:36 < ejp> why are you channeling cthulhu?

The big H is operational again. Huzzah. Cleanup and further organization of mercury to follow at my convenience.

bda++


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2004.04.03
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Doom!

Maniac is home. I'm regenreing my entire itunes library as CRAP so I can start sorting it. It parsed over and organized itself while I was hanging out with Jolie this evening.

Jolie++

Torg The SGI came home as well, as did the packages from various family members from the holidays. I have new socks for the first time in years. Mom gets all the cool points. Clean socks! New clean socks!

Also, breaking in maniac:


1. The iTunes thing. This is a bit ongoing.
2. Copied my home directory from Cambria.
3. KoL.
4. VLC. The Prisoner : Arrival. Smooth.

One has to be sure about these things.

As I said, one likes to know everything.

And everything is going extremely well.


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2004.03.25
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<fagbot> DO I LOOK LIKE SMTP TO YOU MOTHERFUCKER?!

Yes, in fact.

I got sick of 40+ spam a day making it through my stringent Outlook rules on my main and secondary email accounts. Consequently, my main and secondary email accounts don't Actually Exist anymore. They've been forwarded Elsewhere. Elsewhere runs them through SpamAssassin before Elsehwere sends my email to me, which has the delicious effect of dumping about 50+ email per day right into my deleted items folder, where ti rightfully belongs.

No more FIRE YOUR BOSS WITH EBAY! No more V14gr4! At least in my inbox.

Mail to the Great Spam Aggregator will still get to me. The mail, however, will have its butt thoroughly sniffed by software so I don't have to.

Yeah, 50 a day is nothing compared to the amount of CRAP that my online friends have to put up with. But a ratio of 100 spam to .28 Actual Email is intolerable, and I've finally Done Something about it.

All is Sweetness and Light.


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2004.03.12
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Every time I think I'm going to wake up back in the jungle.

The MPU got a call around three thirty on Thursday. He's been recalled to Lycoming Engine effective the Ides of March. When he's at his current job, he wants to be there. Back in the jungle.

Everyone gets everything he wants.

The email subject header was "FIGMO!!!!!!" - FIGMO, Dad explained, means "Fuck It- Got My Orders!", and is a term that originates from his time in the Air Force. Reminds me of getting recalled to the museum in August of 2000- months of :| followed by a single email and weeks of :D!!!!!.

Rock the casbah.


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2004.03.11
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Whee.

I have art supplies. And creative block the likes of which you wouldn't believe.

Business as usual.


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2004.03.06
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On Deck.

1. Capture footage and do rough edit for my friend Roy's David Cronenberg vs. Dawson's Creek short film thing.
2. Wang Labs : The Web Site.
3. Site design for my friend Sean's bondage paraphenalia biz.
4. 70 second After Effects blitz of still materials into video for one of my coworkers, who's commissioned me ($ goes straight into maniac).

The AE blitz is the timesuck, starting Monday night and hopefully finished on Tuesday. The capture thing is totally today, with more work on it next week or the week after.

I'd usually be super pissed about the amount of stuff I have to do in addition to the webcomic, but I ran out of supplies on Thursday and won't be able to buy more bristol until payday- so I have five days of null that I can fill easily. Fortunately, I got the current page done well ahead of when I thought I'd be able to finish it, so Life Is Good (oddly enough) for the time being.


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power dump


03:05 < ejp> cynical much?
03:05 < solios> If cynicism were fiber, I'd be able to pass a fucking star destroyer.


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IRIX ate my balls.

I played with my SGI for the first time today. My SGI is an Indigo 2 r10000 200mhz with 576 megs of RAM, solid impact graphics, cdrom, 2gig HDD, and IRIX 6.5. My SGI is named torg, and I shall address it as such until it is stopped.

Playing with an SGI- specifically, playing with an Indigo 2 r10k - means playing with IRIX.

23:59 < solios> not having quicksilver is like using irix.
00:01 < ejp> haha
00:02 < solios> eg, going from some smoooooove lurve to having to dig through forty directories just to find your ass. :|
00:03 < solios> And waiting interminably long periods of time for critical things like the sphincter to download.
00:03 < solios> Then!
00:03 < solios> you download the sphincter, and go to install it in the ass.
00:03 < solios> But it requires sphincter muscles.
00:03 < solios> The sphincter muscles require a colon.
00:04 < solios> The colon a small intestine, the small intestine a stomach, and all of a sudden you're wondering why you have to pay for an eyeglasses prescription when all you wanted was ASS.
00:07 < solios> That's SGI freeware in a nutshell. Break core apps down into teeny components that are completely useless by themselves, which depend on vast libraries that have little or nothing to do with whatever it is you want to do with the app you need to fill six dependencies for to install.

Oh, and list all freeware as name and description, without listing dependencies. Wait until the user runs the installer to tell them that part. Bonus points for just about every app requiring freeware security fixes and SSH being incompatible with freeware security fixes, thus necessitating intervention even for applications in which all other prerequisites are met.

Gimp requires GTK libraries requires graphics libraries requires PNG and TIFF libraries, and also requires gif libraries which requires raster libraries which requires some weird thing. Gimp also requires bzip and gzip and winkin, blinkin and nod. And some sort of ascii art library. GTK also requires ghostscript, which requires freetype and groff, which requires something else. SSH requires SSL and TCP wrappers and a partridge in a pear tree (funny, nothing else did...). The dependencies of the dependencies have dependencies. Redhat users are used to this, I'm told.

< fagbot> CAN'T STOP THE CHUNGING

XLI, which is an X windows image viewer thingy, didn't have any dependencies. Damn near shat myself.

And BZFlag apparently requires some library or header or some shit from the IRIX compiler. Whee.

All of the aforementioned items are separate downloads. Or wgets, once you meet the dependencies to install wget. Which is preferable to trying to remember which assgasmic string of ascii hex the Software Manager left a package in after sucking it out of a .tardist right before it tells you it needs three other things before it can do something with it. There's also the fact that Navigator sucks balls and recognizes .tardist files as what they are off of the SGI site and not sourceforge. Navigator likes to open sourceforge .tardist documents as raw ASCII text in the browser. Mozilla has no idea what a .tardist is and asks for advice.

Oh, and there's no locate. And DHCP assigns an IP, but not a router or a DNS server. My favorite part about troubleshooting my inability to connect to the internet to begin discovering and resolving dependency hell was that any change to network settings requires the machine to be rebooted. ifup, ifdown anyone? :P

And I figured all of this out myself. :-X


00:15 < ejp> uh, dude, that's unix. not SGI
00:15 < ejp> unix doesn't have "core apps"
00:15 < ejp> also, you're fucked up.

00:21 < solios> fagbot: doot for the indigo2
00:21 < fagbot> HUBLUBHLGUBHGLBLUH

I'll update all y'all on torg and my experience with IRIX whenever I get torg to the point where it's Useable. Whatever that means.


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2004.02.16
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My job rules.


OMFGWTF


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2004.02.13
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Up to the minute

Well. I was going to work on line art tonight, but the workspace remains occupied- even at this hour- and that means a few images that are lurking around in my head get to wait until tomorrow to come out. :|

I have ATC scripted to the end of chapter two, at the expense of a hangover and some ~15$ pumped into the south side economy. I've done some minor revisions and tweaks to mercury, added a FAQ, and played Unreal Tournament 2004 for about four minutes- four minutes of my life I'm not getting back, and wouldn't mind invoicing Atari for. Mutliple-input-device FPS is so totally not for me that the UT2k4 logo might as well be the RNC's. I still await Doom 3, however- iD has a funny habit of not letting me down. And BZFlag is still crack. But there's no look/strafe in BZF. Which is in part why it's crack. BZF also loads in under ten seconds (compared to nearly forty), and doesn't blast an obnoxious EA SPORTS! ITS IN THE GAME! style NVidia splash that is, for lack of a better description, complete and total bullshit. All of my video hardware is ATI- a company I have yet to see doing something so mind-numbingly asinine.

Safari 1.2 still holds page scrolling position and still completely fails to hold form position- switch to a different tab, switch back to the tab with the form, and your form scrollbar is back to the top. 1.3 needs to fix this. BADLY. Considering how much I use a CMS, and how much of my time in the CMS is spent doing link-checking, content checking, and template tweaking.... well, let's just say that the ability to remember where the user is at in a form would be pretty damned handy. Mozilla can do it.

I've got a bit of money saved towards "useable hardware"- where "useable" is triple digit megahertz and faster than what I'm currently running, while still being too slow to meet the system requirements of current Apple Pro Apps. Not that I need to do that at home anyway. :P There will be a spunktastic tech orgy on SAB whenever I succeed in my campaign for new gear.

Mercury's template layout needs to be plunged again- considering this isn't really news so much as a blog entry and I want it on the front page but the front page is only for news and the blog is for blog stuff and the whole danged thing is really just a blog and omfg talk about a runon sentence. You knew that was coming.

I still need to gut the dead or dying hardware in my room for salvageable components and toss the carcasses, pull down my old Super B prints and put up new ones, do laundry, etceteras. The sort of maintenance one does, assuming the time one spends in ones house not sleeping or showering isn't spent welded to a CRT. I'm bad about getting shit done if said shit can't be done digitally- especially when said shit has no direct bearing on my personal health and/or well being.

The tendency to ignore that sort of thing mirrors my attitude towards society in general over the past several months- since I Sobered Up in late 2003, I haven't gone out much. I've been to Tom's Diner a few times as a change of pace so I don't go completely batfuck insane, but outside of that, last night was my first time in south side bars since mid December. All south side venues are irritating to some extent, a condition for which the patrons are almost entirely responsible. The exception is Tom's Diner- I've found that with the current crop of waitresses, sitting on the left side of the smoking area will get me served quickly, bussed quickly, and cashed out quickly. Sitting on the right side of the smoking area leaves me waiting at least five minutes for a menu, five to ten for order, fifteen to twenty-five for food, and approximately nine billion years for the check. The actual difference between the two is somewhere between twenty and thirty minutes, depending on crowd capacity and time of week.

I don't do Tom's on Fridays or Saturdays. The asshats are so thick in my own alley that my brain freezes when I attempt to calculate Complete Fucktard Density for the area around Tom's- which, being on Carson near 18th, is one of the largest concentrations of drunken fuckwits you're likely to find anywhere, any time. Waiting for a bus at 18th and Carson on a Friday or Saturday night is a quick and efficient way to remove the weight from any arguments against licensed and controlled procreation and promulgation of the species. If you live in a Bar District, you know this- a street full of drunks is, at best, an embarassment.

I live where I do for the convenience it affords me during the other five days of the week- a level of convenience unmatched by any previous living accomodation. My friends have fortunately learned that dropping in to "visit" at two thirty in the morning isn't one of these conveniences- an arrangement that has, in fact, made life quite a bit more pleasant of late. :)

I could use that as a springboard for weapons grade rant that would leave a Dave Sim aftertaste in the mouth, but I've already hit my "projection of socially aberrant angst" quota for the month, so I'll save that one for later. Maybe the next time my brain collapses into hypoglycemic sanity shock, since it's bound to come out then anyway. I've more or less had my Fill And Will of physical social environments- for most people it seems to be a constant need- whereas in my case, going out for a couple of hours every three to six weeks is more than enough. Anything beyond that complicates things.

So that's what's up. I'd start writing about where things are going, but I've tried to keep myself away from writing self-motivating .plan files- said activity is best performed on paper, I've noticed.


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2004.02.09
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A Week Sent To Destroy Me


08:37 < solios> fagbot: doot for this morning
08:37 < fagbot> HOW ABOUT I JUST MOLEST EACH OF YOU INDIVIDUALLY

Made the mistake of having coffee after dinner last night. It's a mistake from the standpoint that I ate around 11pm, so I woke up feeling like high octane ass. Full of the hate- more so than usual. Behind schedule, etceteras. Burning backups, organizing data, encoding video in the workspace. Probably going to do some blog optimizations later today or at some point this week- work on the mercury information design, as opposed to just the aesthetics. :P

s/some point/right now, seeing as how I just got totally assraped in bzflag. How I handle that game is a good indication of my mental processing and stress handling- neither of which are extant, let alone well developed this morning.

The Viz optimizations are the thing that needs to wait- what I want to do to make teh Viz prettay is going to involve basically nuking it and starting over completely fresh- as well as tying myself into a set width for the site, which isn't something I've had to do yet.


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2004.01.23
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The Greatest Show on Earth

CNN never ceases to amuse me:

cnn.jpg


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2004.01.08
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Freudian Slip Part Deux


13:32 * solios thinks about redesigning mercury.
13:32 < @xeno> ...
13:32 < @xeno> omfg
13:32 < @xeno> I keel you
13:32 < @xeno> LEAVE IT BE
13:32 < @solios> O_o
13:32 < @solios> o_O
13:32 < @xeno> (new design)++
13:33 < @solios> if I redesign it again, I'll leave LOC alone.
13:33 < @solios> k?
13:33 < @solios> k.
13:33 < @xeno> k!
13:33 < @xeno> you know, if you were getting paid for every redesign you've done, i'd be a millionaire by now
13:33 < @solios> yep.
13:33 < @xeno> wait.
13:33 < @xeno> er...


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2004.01.07
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Exactly.

From homeslice: A precise, exacting synopsis of why I'm never going to breed. Ever.


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2003.12.16
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Beatbox

In the process of attempting to kick my ass back into gear re: ATC, I discovered that the backend of the comic is in a horrid state- especially compared to mercury as it stands now. Mercury is making sense on the backend. Thank the GODS. ATC, on the other hand, is a giant icky mess that's going to bite me in the ass sooner or later- later if I leave it alone until it comes time to start the next chapter; sooner if I get proactive with the maintenance and nuke the shit out of the current configuration, scrubbing it clean and starting fresh. I've a better aesthetic framework on the table- what amounts to a skin of mercury, really. It's a simple enough layout, and orders of magnitude more efficient than the present navigational structure. Go me.

The fact that ATC can be reimplimented in three blogs instead of the current ten is tantalizing. Mercury uses four- one for LOC to keep it sane (since it has multiple users); one for mercury itself, which comprises the front of the site and the blog; one for viz (seeing as how viz uses a different template structure- I could get away with chunking viz into mercury, but the plan for viz2k4 puts individual entries to use and as such would get nuked by integration); and the aesthetics controller which contains all of the templates and css for the site. Since this is the same across the board, I've found it's Sane to keep the goodies there, rather than in one of the other blogs- lest I run into the frequent organizational nightmare of keeping it all straight.

That's the thing that governs the frequency of web redesign, actually- organization. I figure out cleaner ways to impliment things, and then can't stand dealing with older implimentations. It's always easier to reimpliment from scratch than it is to attempt to kludge around something that's broken to begin with- especially in a case like this in which what I'm doing is consolidating the data structure into something new and fresh and clean: obviously, I'm putting a higher priority on Sanity Enablers than I am on Production at the moment, but work goes smoother when your workspace isn't eating your face. Ask anyone.


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2003.11.07
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There.

I've gotten a good sized chunk of the things I said I'd do between a month and a year ago done. Done as in mostly done, anyway. Still some tuning to do in a few areas. Still need to confirm a few things.

But all in all, the Big Bad Nasty List of Shit I Said I Would Do And Haven't is now several items shorter.

This means I can get back to practicing the two big things that are Priority One, with a clear head. No albatrosses, no reminders. At least until an associate finished principal filming on his short film, at which point my weekends disappear again.

Woot.


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2003.10.30
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Burn, burn. Burn brightly.

Killing Joke++

A smallish show Wednesday night. Good time. Probably the least amount of ass Laga has sucked in several years. It helps that the album they're touring on is quite good. I'm happy to own it. The sun's vomiting, and Jaz Coleman looked mildly irritated to find himself in Pittsburgh. Can't say I blame him.

In other news, I've been rebuilding and reworking several machines at the workplace, and have gotten a bit sidetracked from ATC, which is a major annoyance. Chapter two scene two is scripted and ready to start on, after which the drafting table and natural lighting in the work area were immediatly ripped out by a stealthy ninja horde. Distraction after distraction- tell a person a few obvious keys about getting oneself motivated, and suddenly it's a nonstop telephone leghump. No wonder people who know their shit keep their mouths shut.

I'm probably going to Laga again tonight. Not that I really want to- it's an all ages halloween thing featuring bands I typically make fun of, and there will be kids. And sucks. Lots of sucks. Gag. Both of my typical alcohavens are clogged with holiday-themed events of uckiness- the sort of thing that makes Laga oddly appealing. :P

Oh, and I can't think straight. Been fairly hard to do that for the past few days. At least the scripting is done- all I gotta do is pull my head out of my ass and do some artwork.

Well, lots of artwork. This time last year, an entry of this type would have turned into a masturbatory to do list. I know what I'm doing now, and I have a pace, a method, and all that other fun stuff. It's all a question of wether to start it up in October or November.

In other news, I'm sick of the mercury design again. I'll probably do something about it at some point in the near future, with more emphasis on revising the css, streamlining content further, etc, etc. Or I'll cease with the distractions and get my ass right back on ATC, which is where my booty belongs. :D


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2003.10.01
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Evil Empire.


13:34 < ejp> why does the US think it owns all the stuff on the internet
13:34 < ejp> ?
13:34 < mdxi> BECAUSE WE DO
13:34 < mdxi> WE BUILT IT TO PROTECT PORN FROM THE COMMIES


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2003.09.02
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Transition.

So it's raining on the beta deck, I played with a G5, and I've finally put the move notice up on revision. Go me. Photo courtesty of Ryan. Taken in Barrow, Alaska. Which is as far North as you can get.


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2003.08.30
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New Gold Dream

Okay, I'm still sorting it out. But this is the new mercury. Welcome.

mercury (yes, it's lower case) was originally a developmental weblog- bda set me up the bomb so I could get my hands dirty with moveable type. Oh, the joy. The joy and the pain, as I would up doing a lot of the initial configuration over a modem- and if you're familiar with MT at all, a lot of that configuration consisted of gutting the stock templates, slowly figuring out the little bits that I actually wanted to use, and tossing the rest. Not to say that MT isn't damned fine blogware, because it is- but I don't need most of its features. To put it mildly.

The experience with mercury matured with ATC when I got that moving- bda and I decided it would be better to adapt MT to the needs of a webcomic than it would be to write a brand new backend for one specific purpose. I learned a lot from ATC, and applied the lessons by rebuilding the webcomic site after the first chapter was finished... then I took some of what I learned there, installed MT on the secret about box, and spent some time having fun with that.

In the meantime, mercury was underutilized and I was still running my so-called "personal site" through Dreamweaver. Consequently, the site hadn't been updated in, like, forever. Rather than hassle with running SAB and my own site from one MT install on a smallish server, I opted to gut mercury, integrate revision, and start clean. And by clean, I mean throwing out a lot of the cruft and generally asstastic old things that were dragging revision down. Simplify the interface and the approach even further- hang onto the old blog as a study example, keep the existing projects going, and generally throw everything else out the window. It belongs in the past, and fails to reflect well on the present- unless you're one of those froods who's actually interested in looking at rapid progress within a given period of time.

Around here, that eats up bandwidth. And the pipe, it doesn't grow on trees. If it did, I'd put drone up for download. :) But it doesn't- which is a great impetus to cut - and cut- and cut the dead wood from revision as I slowly migrate the site. Migration isn't going to happen overnight, like it did with SAB- I still need to think through what I'm definitely tossing out. I still need to set up some templates and streamline the presentation. There's a hell of a lot of little things that need to be done before I change my .sig to reflect this fact.

And hey, it's a three day weekend. No time like the present.