Did that really happen?

Last night I went out with Matt and Troy to the scene of last year's crime to excorcise our Game 7 demons. Then a funny thing happened, the Red Sox actually won. When Ortiz (who was an absolute steal to get signed before the off season) hit his 2-run bomb in the first, we were still very tentative. Damon had been thrown out at home, it should be 3-0, this was going to come back and bite us. Then the sox load the bases in the 2nd and Damon comes up and cranks the first pitch he sees out of the yard. We were now up 6-0, but I had never been as nervous during the whole series.

We kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, but it never came. We had a scare when Pedro came in for the 7th and promptly got rocked for 2 runs, re-energizing a completely apathetic Yankee Stadium crowd**. But then Timlin and Embree combined for two shutout innings. The game was over. The Red Sox had done the completely unthinkable, losing the first 3 games the way they did, being 3 outs away from being swept and somehow putting together a streak that will go down in the record books. There was screaming, slapping of hands, hugs, and just a general revelery all around us.

We went over to Kenmore after the game, and we weren't the only ones. After the completely full train emptied at the station, we were faced with a locked gate. Someone was smart enough to unlock it, however, before some tried to rip the thing down. The area was a absolute sea of people. There were people climbing trees, buildings, anything they could find. For the most part the cops were just watching, making sure it didn't turn to violent. We decided that it was probably a good idea not to stick around, so we headed to one of Matt's friend's place to hit the head and then catch a cab home.

This morning I'm still in a daze, and the words of Bill Simmons have never rung more true:

You have to be from here to understand. You just do. It wasn't just that the Yankees always win. It was everything else that came with it -- the petty barbs, the condescending remarks, the general sense of superiority from a fan base that derives a disproportionate amount of self-esteem from the success of their baseball team. I didn't care that they kept winning as much as they were a-holes about it. Not all of them. Most of them. In 96 hours, everything was erased. Everything. It was like pressing the re-start button on a video game.

And with that feeling, we go to the World Series.

** We tried to figure out the argument for putting Pedro in there, it was only this morning that a co-worker pointed out the fact that:
1. Schilling has to pitch game 2 of the World Series. There's no way he could pitch on Saturday and having him pitch game 3 means he had to bat, which no one wants.
2. You want to have Wakefield pitch at Fenway. Wakefield has been prone to giving up first inning runs and we'll have a much better chance of being able to compensate with the DH.
3. Pedro does have experience hitting from his time in the NL. Granted it was some years ago, but it's something.
So when you add all that up, that means Pedro's not going to pitch until Game 3 in Houston or St. Louis on about a week's rest. So putting him in for an inning in a game that was pretty comfortably in control was a good way to keep him active.

Don't take away my free lunch!

Here in the Boston area, Comcast recently "fixed" an issue that was allowing some subscribers to have free cable channels. The customers had a grandfathered plan that was suppose to offer the over-the-air broadcast and local-access channels, but were getting other cable channels like ESPN for free. This upset a lot of customers claiming:

"It's a behind-the-scenes, stealth, sneaky way of imposing a price increase. It's really a sleazy operation."

In the computer world, Microsoft announced that SP2 for Windows XP would not work on pirated copies of the software. This has caused a lot of outrage that it would leave a large number of systems unprotected from the recent exploits found in the OS. Finally in the blogging world, SixApart has announced that MovableType (which this site currently runs on) would change its licensing policy. For the long awaited 3.0 version users would no longer have a free reign to use the software without payment. If a user (such as yours truly) wanted to run more than 3 weblogs or have more than 1 author, they would need to purchase a license under their new price structure. This has caused many in the blogging world to nearly have kittens.

Why is it that we as a society get so mad when we're expected to pay for something? Don't want to pay for cable? Use an antenna. Don't want to pay for Windows? Use Linux. Don't want to pay for MovableType? Use Blogger. Each of these products has a completely free alternative. Yes, they don't offer the same level of service or the same features, but the point is that there is a free alternative. If you want the extras that these services provide, maybe you should consider ponying up some cash so the product can maintain the level you've come to expect. Expecting that you can have a perpetual free lunch is extremely short sited.

Sometimes I Really Hate April Fool's

Why do I hate this supposed fun holiday? Because it fucking pisses me off at the number of people who fall for these gags, year after year. The only thing I hate more than the people who fall for them are the people that won't admit it's a joke even after someone presents an abundance of evidence that it is in fact a joke. I've seen some people go as far as having a stooge help by saying they saw it on the news, or read it in a paper. Anyone with a brain is going to see the date, realize it's not serious and write it off, so why bother? Now excuse me while I go put some plastic wrap over all the toliets...

Time for a change

After a lot of thought on the matter, I've finally decided to move back to the Boston area. Shane and Sarah have an open bedroom in their apartment in Somerville which I'll be moving into at the beginning of the next month. It's just good timing all around. I'd been considering a move for quite some time, but cost was a big stumbling block. If I wanted to get my own place in Boston, I'd be paying much more than I am now, not to mention having to come up with a security deposit and first/last month's rent. I didn't want to just move in with someone I didn't know as I've had bad experiences with such moves. Shane and Sarah happened to have an empty room because their roommate moved out and the person who was supposed to move in had to back out.

So in the next month I have a lot of things I'll need to take care of. First and foremost will be getting more permanent hosting for the web site. As some of you may know, I host the site off of my home internet connection currently. The kind of traffic I generate is small enough that my DSL is more than adequate. When I move down to Somerville, I'll be on a cable modem which I don't believe has a static IP, so hosting the domain on that line would be problematic. So instead I'm going to use ipowerweb.com, the same provider Dave currently uses for HDTC. They have a reasonable price and offer all the things I need (CGI, PHP, MySQL). Hopefully the transfer over to new hosting should be seamless, as I'll do my best to set up the new site before changing over the DNS records.

The other big thing will be sorting through all of my stuff and deciding what to move, what to put in storage, and what should just be trashed. Most likely this will mean an end for the infamous couch that spawned HDTC in the first place. It's seen better days at this point any way, but it will be hard to part with it. It's a lot like those 10 year old T-shirts with holes you don't want to get rid of because they're so comfortable.

I'm awfully excited about the whole endeavor. I've missed the city so much this past year and a half. I'll be going back a very different person than I was when I first moved there freshman year. Who knows how long I'll stay this time, but I'm going to enjoy every minute of it.

Champions Again

The New England Patriots won Super Bowl XXXVIII last night, much to my delight. I've followed the Patriots since as long as I knew what a football was. I followed the team during it's first Super Bowl run in '86, when they met up with the Bears and their dominating defense. I followed the team through those extremely lean years (I attended games during the 1-15 seasons). When Bill Parcells came to town, I jumped for joy. I was ecstatic when my team again reached the title game in '97, only to meet up with Brett Favre and Desmond Howard.

It seemed like I would never be able to enjoy my team finally winning the big one, until two years ago. A team led by Tom Brady, a kid (well in football terms, he's actually a year older than I am) who took over for the franchise QB, Drew Bledsoe and led them to a surprising AFC east championship. Then in the playoffs, in the snow and with the help of the NFL rule book (incomplete pass!), beat the Oakland Raiders. They then marched into Pittsburgh and beat the Steelers on some stellar special teams play. However, I feared history would repeat itself in SBXXXVI. The Pats were 14 point underdogs to the Saint Louis Rams. But then it happened. Through great game planning, a suspect coach on the opposing side line, and the most amazing kick off the leg of Adam Vinatieri, my team won the Super Bowl! We celebrated for what seemed like forever. It seemed as though it might be just a fluke when they followed up the next year with an 8-8 season.

Then the magical ride that was the '03 season started. A horrible loss to Buffalo combined with the loss of a key defensive starter looked to spell the end of any chance for a productive season. Injuries upon injuries left the team decimated. But then they started to win games. The sneaked out a win in Miami in OT after blocking a FG that would have won it for the Dolphins. They stopped the Colts on the 1 yard line on 4th down to preserve a win. They just kept winning in every way possible. They won their final 12 games of the season and went into the playoffs as the #1 seed in the AFC. The then proceeded to beat both the co-MVPs to make their way to SBXXXVIII, where they were 7 point favorites over the Panthers. Then last night, in arguably one of the best games I've ever watched, Adam Vinatieri once again kicked a FG that clinched the title for my home town team. 2 titles in 3 years. Unreal.

Tomorrow, I'm taking the day off to go down to Boston for the parade in their honor. The scariest thing, this team has the potential to get better... It's a great time to be a fan.

The Northeast is colder than Mars

It's been absolutely frigid here in the Northeast for the past few days. This morning saw the mercury dip to negative numbers (in Fahrenheit, not Celsius). It's actually so cold that the windshield wiper fluid sprayers on my car have frozen up and won't spray. According to Cornell it's warmer on Mars (at least when the sun's up on Mars). The forecast is for it to warm up slightly tomorrow (it'll only be 20F) and then there'll be snow on Sunday for the Pats big game. Hopefully it'll be enough to cool off Peyton Manning.

Dave will be flying into Manchester tonight. Poor guy is leaving sunny California to come to the second Ice Age. We'll be going down to Boston tonight for Shane's birthday party and then go to Genericon tomorrow. On Sunday, we'll get the entirety of the couch crew up to Nashua for a little reunion and fun (finally get to play some 4 player Double Dash). It should be good times.

Time to rededicate myself

Now that the holidays have long since been over, I have no more excuses, it's time to get back to the good habits I developed last year. I did not make any New Year's resolutions this year because I'm still working on the ones I made from last year. My weight is the lowest it's been my entire adult life (I'm pretty sure I haven't been this thin since middle school). I'm far more social than I've been in the past. I've been reasonably good about my finances (overall I think I'm at about the same level of debt that I had last year, but 90% is now on far lower interest rates so I should be able to knock it down faster). Over the holidays I managed to not put on any weight, which was a good thing. I didn't go crazy buying gifts for myself or anyone else (as I pointed out, I even hand made one gift).

I also need to get back to posting here. I finally got around to going through the back log I had in the Netflix Log, now it's just a matter of maintaining a regular posting schedule. I'm still trying to find a good time to do a daily post. I think it'll end up being the morning. I'll just add updating the blog to my normal morning routine when I get into work.

Extremely Conflicted

I've been pretty quiet lately, mostly because I've been thinking about the blog and what I should and shouldn't post here. In the past I've posted whatever was on my mind, even if it was personal in nature. That's gotten me in trouble more than once, so I started to censor some of the content I put up here. The blog has also soured a few friendships from my posting of things better left for private conversation.

So what does this mean? It means I'll probably be taking a break from personal blogging for the next week until I can figure out some sort of posting guidelines for myself. I originally intended for this to be a fun place for my friends to come and find out what I've been up to and for me to tell them without the requisite mass e-mail. I hope that after some time off that I can get back to that point. Until then, I'll be updating the mini-blog and the netflix log as I find stuff to post in them, and expect a return of the main blog some time in early December.

The mysteries of relationships revealed

Here's a couple of links to people who seem to think they have it all figured out:

Ferrett's Rules For Picking Up Chicks
Intellectual Whores

Now, both make plenty of sense. The cynical part of me sees the ladder rule applied again and again, myself playing out the role of Intellectual Whore to countless women. The other part of me though truly wants to believe it's all bullshit. We'll see who wins out.

Just one more win

So last night, the Red Sox pounded out 9 runs, and Normar broke out of his funk in a big way with a 4 hit night as they pushed the Yankees to a game 7 in the ALCS. The game has so many subplots, it's ridiculous. Obviously the game has the giant significance of sending the winner to the World Series. Also, you've got Roger Clemens pitching what could possibly be his last game at Yankee stadium (or ever), Pedro Martinez coming to New York after the debacle that was game 3, and the ghosts of years gone by all looming over head. The Cubs couldn't shake the Marlins, even after being up 3-1 in the series, up 3-0 in the 8th of game 6, with their two best pitchers pitching games 6 and 7 at home. I can only hope that the Red Sox can get just one more win, because if they come out of this series on top, no matter what happens in the Series, I can hold my head up high because we took down the vaunted Yankees. Not to mention I want to see Dave shave his head (which he'd promised he'd do if the Sox beat the Yankees).

The fall movie season is off to a good start

I didn't mention it before, but Shane and I checked out Kill Bill on Friday. It far out-paced my expectations. I love the old 70s Japanese action/slasher flicks, and Tarentino does an amazing job with the genre. Uma Thurman is excellent in the role of "The Bride" (the one thing that kept bothering me about the movie was the fact they kept bleeping her name out). Lucy Liu is also wonderful as O-Ren Ishii (the anime interlude that covers O-Ren's background is also very well done). The action scenes looked good, there were only one or two moments where it didn't come off quite as well as it could have. And the blood, oh my was there a lot of fake blood. Fountains of blood were a regular occurrence throughout the movie. I was upset when the movie ended, knowing that I'll have to wait until next year to see the conclusion, but if the first half is any indication, it will be well worth the wait.

For the previews we got a sneak peak at Matrix Revolutions, which went in a completely different direction from Reloaded than I expected (which is a good thing, because I was rather disappointed with Reloaded). As well, with the upcoming finale of LotR, the fall looks to be moving toward wiping away the memory of a summer full of bloated sequels with over-rated actors and other garbage.

(As a semi-interesting side note, on my way out of the movie theater, I ran into Ted Johnson of the New England Patriots hobbling around on his crutches. I was too in shock from the movie to say anything other than "Hey look, it's Ted Johnson!")

Could I please have my sanity back?

So I haven't posted much to the main blog lately, though I did manage to put up some new links and a new review. It's due at least in part to much more work than I usually have to do. The company I work for is small enough that everyone has to wear multiple hats. Well I also have to work on multiple concurrent releases of our products, so when things go wrong on every release I'm working on, in various areas that I'm responsible for, I tend to get overwhelmed. I'll have 3 things that are "urgent", 2 things that aren't urgent but need to be done in a short time frame, then a pile of stuff that has a long time frame. The real problem arises when the urgent pile grows faster than I can handle it.

All that work usually means the last thing I want to do when I get home is even look at my computer. The end result of course is no updates. I need to get into a better habit of posting at the end of the day, but I'm not quite there yet. At the moment I post when the urge strikes me, or when I see a lot of empty space on the MT calendar (like today). But I think what I really need is some sense of sanity back to my day. Work is in a down cycle, so I can go home with some "fuel left in the tank" so I can stand to look at my computer when I get home.

A great discussion

Abbreviated transcript of a conversation I had with Dave after talking about our love-lives, or lack there of:

Me: why can't I find normal girls?
Dave: 1. they don't exist
Dave: 2. if they did, they'd be boring
Me: you know Dave, when you're right, you're right
Dave: hahaha
Dave: I try
Dave: but, yeah, I've come to accept the truth
Me: ?
Dave: unless a girl has a seriously fucked up past, I'm just not interested
Me: hahahahaha
Me: I laugh because I think I have the same problem
Dave: see, Bob
Dave: normal girls like things like Britney, and mainstream music
Dave: they think cheerleading is a sport
Dave: they say shit like "Why can't I find a guy like you?"
Dave: and frankly, I don't want that
Me: yeah, you and I have seen enough of that shit to last a million life times

But really, I'm not bitter... honest...

Stadium Bliss

Last night my dad and I went to Gillette Stadium to watch the New England Patriots play the Chicago Bears in their final preseason game. This was the first time either us had been to a Pats game in almost 8 years. Neither of us had even seen Gillette up close.

Let me tell you, this place is absolutely amazing, especially when you compare it to the old Schafer (Foxboro) Stadium. The first thing is that the stadium seats quite a few more people, but not only that, but all the seats in the stadium are actual seats. No more sitting on frozen bleachers that numb your ass. The seats are super wide to allow even the fattest ass plenty of room. Probably the most amazing thing about the new stadium is the concessions. When the Kraft's built Gillette, they invited in area business to open concessions inside the stadium. So now as opposed to have just burgers and dogs, they have Seafood, a sandwich vendor, and buffalo wings (which I decided to have). The choices are not all though, as the concession areas are open air, so while you are waiting in line for a brew or some food, you can still see out on the field.

Both my dad and myself agree that we want to go to a regular season game this year, even if it's in the nose bleeds. The stadium is just so good, that it's practically impossible to have a bad experience at a game, no matter where you sit.

Ahhhh, off-line editing

Today while I was surfing around looking at MT Plug-ins I wandered into the mt-dev Y! group. Once there I found a link to a great new off-line entry editor, Zempt. It even has spell check! Now I don't have to cut and paste from another editor if I need to do spell checking. I'm very excited about it.

Looking around at all the neat stuff people are doing with MT has got me thinking about some things I might like to do with it. I may have finally found that outside project I've been looking for.

Dreaming of you

I love dreams. When I was younger I used to keep a dream log; when I got up in the morning I wrote down everything I could remember about the dream. It helped brainstorm ideas, and also helped recognize my own emotional state. Somewhere along the line though, I stopped having dreams, or at least dreams I remembered when I woke up the next day. I would wake up and know that I had a dream, but could never really poll my brain for any details. So when I had an extremely vivid dream last night, it felt really good to actually remember it when I woke up.

My dream mostly consisted of moments in a relationship with Avril Lavigne (don't ask me how she got there). The first was a rather... intimate moment shall we say. I'll leave it at that because I'd rather not talk about my sexual fantasies, ok? After that, we went over to what I assume was her parents' place. Her parents had 3 pug dogs that they apparently bred, because none of them had been spayed or neutered, which made them about 50% bigger than my parents' dogs. After playing with the dogs for a while, we went inside and had lunch, which was a homemade pizza of some kind. At this point, her brother showed up (her brother was Jake Busey for some reason). We proceeded to have a conversation about various anime (some real, some not).

Just as Avril and I were leaving to go back to our house, the alarm clock went off. I was tempted to try to go back to sleep for a while, but experience has shown me that I almost never go back to where I was in the dream. I can only hope that last night was a beginning of a trend and not just a one-night aberration, because I could certainly use the creative material my brain produces at night.

Thank You Mr. Monteith

I went to the funeral of my high school physics teacher, Ken Monteith, today. He was only 52, but developed an inoperable brain tumor last year. At the time, they gave him only 6 months to live, not only did he pass those expectations, he managed to finish most of the school year until the last month, when his health really started to deteriorate.

I didn't do particularly well in Ken's physics class (one of the 2 classes I ever got a C in during high school), but what I learned in the class far out strips that. When I arrived at Northeastern (coincidentally Mr. Monteith's alma mater as well) I breezed through my physics requirements because I was so well prepared. I made sure to thank him for that later considering how much I complained during the class. The most important thing I take from that class has nothing to do with physics though. Mr. Monteith always ran a class-directed discussion; in other words he covered what we wanted to cover. What this lead to was some of the most interesting (and on other days the most boring) classes I've ever had. It was the closest thing I had to a college class in high school. It showed me I had to be more proactive about my own learning, a lesson that has served me well until this day.

So thank you Ken Monteith, wherever you are now. You touched my life in ways you hadn't planned, and you will always have a fond place in my heart.

2003 at the half-way point

So today marks the end of the 6th month, which can be considered the half way point of 2003. Thinking about it today, 2003 has been fairly good to me so far. Let's compare shall we?

Jan 1st 2003	Jun 30th 2003
Out of work with no real prospects of future employment.	Back working a full-time job, actually making more than at any other time in my life.
Single, living alone, with no real friends close by	Still single (but dating again), splitting rent with Shane, more friends in NH
Toppled the scales at a hefty 300 lbs	Back down to 250 lbs (more on this later)
Majorly depressed for all the reasons listed above	Finally feel in control of my life for the first time with the help of therapy and medication

So there you have it. I've managed to completely change my life for the better in 6 months, and I expect things are only going to get better before the end of the year.

Back From Hogwarts

It took me a total of about 15 hours over two days to finish Order of the Phoenix. That fact alone should tell you how I feel about the book. It was extremely engrossing, though the ending (like the last book) left a little something to be desired. My problem with Goblet was the cliff hanger (granted I didn't read it until this year, so my pains were quite small), but with OotP I just felt there were some other things Rowling could have done to make it better. I dare not say more on the off chance someone reading this hasn't finished the book yet. But if you have, feel free to e-mail me or post a comment, we'll say that it will be a SPOILER zone... ;-)

A true mix CD

So Dave was talking about putting together a mix CD for an electronica neophyte. He wanted to keep it small, and try to keep the target audience in mind. At the end, he came up with a decent selection of 12 songs. Shane and I discussed it at length, and decided that Dave's list, while good for it's purpose, could be improved upon. We indepently came up with our own lists (mine|Shane's). We shared a few songs here and there but we the amazing thing was more that we both had made sure to include only one song from any one group.

While I was compiling my list, I thought about my selection process. At first I thought about simply choosing what I thought was the "best" track from any one group. As I started to think about it though, how could I really quantify that? So instead, I tried to put together a CD (or rather CDs) that flowed in a somewhat natural way; not too many high energy songs in a row, nor too many slow ambient tracks. The end result I must say is the best mix CD I've ever put together. I could (and probably will) do this multiple times and come up with completely different track lists (most likely they will be the same group of artists though). We shall see, I think I'll have to get tired of this one before I go through the process of putting together another one.

Everyone's moving

So, last weekend I was helping my friend Sibi move down to CT. She's got a place right near Michael, another friend of mine (and her boyfriend). Joel moved to Maryland today to take a better paying job. Shane's going to be moving in to the Nashua apartment for a while, and of course that means Sarah will be finding her own place.

So many of my friends are moving, and after helping one of them, I realize how much I don't want to move again. When I was going to school, I lived in 6 different apartments in 5 years. Add the fact that I moved home to Merrimack the summer after my Freshman year, and I moved 7 times in 5 years and I haven't been in one place for a day longer than 1 year. Contemplating moving again any time soon just makes my cringe. I'm back in a good position, and I really don't see myself moving unless one of two things happens:

1. I get a job offer outside of a sane driving distance from Nashua
2. I somehow manage to buy a house/condo

#1 is a lot more feasible than #2 at this point, but I still don't think I'll be moving for at least 6 more months. My lease rolls over in August, at which point I'll be a tennant at-will. That will give me a lot more flexibility should something funky happen. But I suppose only time will tell.

A great time of the year for sports!

This is probably the best time of the year sports wise. You've got the NHL and NBA playoffs, which are usually when I start watching both sports seriously, and it's the beginning of the baseball season, before the Red Sox have had a chance to rip my heart out. Today wasn't great for the Sox, Lowe gave up two homeruns in the 10th to lose the game, but we did get a run off of Rivera.

4/20 is a complete and utter haze. I took two naps during the day, and don't think I had a sober moment the entire day. When I woke up at 2 PM on Saturday, I had no concept of what day and/or time it was. Think I'll lay low for a little while.

Black & White is still a big time sync, with Paper Mario close behind. I love playing video games, but it's nice to have FUN games again. It seemed for a while that I was playing games with the expressed purpose of saying "yep, I beat that game," but with all the time I was spending on other things, I realized that video games weren't much fun for me any more. Now I enjoy playing video games, and I can still say "yep, I beat that game."

Thoughts about handhelds and more

Just found this article on Slashdot about HP possibly moving to PocketLinux for the new Jornadas. I was first excited when I saw heldhelds.org because by and large I'm a big fan of Linux in all it's flavors. It's not that I don't appreciate Microsoft software, I'd just like to have a choice.... I had been contemplating getting a new iPAQ when I found out it could run PocketLinux, but cooler heads and empty wallets prevailed. I'm overjoyed thought that other companies are persuing PocketLinux as a viable alternative to PalmOS and the artist formerly known as WindowsCE.

It other things I found weird today, Xenu.net is an interesting site trying to expose what they call the "harms of Scientology" and trying to expose it as a cult. Some really interesting info at that site. How I ended up there is one of those random bizzare "let's click this link" moment. Was reading an article of /. about censoring internet connections at Universities and followed a link to a site for Scientology based internet filtering software. One of the major things it filters is anything from the said Xenu.net. End of story is that I went there and spent a bit of time informing myself (as any good citizen should do). L. Ron did some messed up things is his day, and I'll leave it at that.

Still bored out of my head at work. Need to find something to do so I don't spend money like I did yesterday.... but I am getting a PS2, so I guess it works out in the end.

I hate Stone Cold!

Last night's pay-per-view was a pretty big disappointment for me. In the two major matches of the night, neither of the guys I wanted to win came out on top. In the final fall of the 2-out-of-3 match between H and Austin, they hit eachother and both passed out, with H falling on top for the win, a rather sour ending to one of the most brutal matches all year. In the title match, Rocky came through on his guarantee and picked up the win over Angle after 2 or 3 Rock Bottoms. Now I have to deal with even more face time for the Rock building up to Wrestlemania. One plus is that Big Show is picking on Rocky again, so we may see the champ geta few Showstoppers and Show's new "Final Cut". When Dave and I go Raw in April, I swear I'm bringing a Die Rocky Die poster with "X-Pac=No Ratings" on the other side to show how much I dispise their current characters.

Work is starting to suck again. I cannot for the life of me get the XML parser to build on HP-UX or IRIX. I'm trying an unthreaded version of the library now, but I'm having some serious issues.

A BU student is coming to take a look at the apartment tonight. I hope we get someone in there soon, my checking account is hurting as it is. Jenn and Gary need to figure something out, because this thing where I just kind of let them slide is really starting to annoy me.

Mmmm... Maxim goodness

My new issue of Maxim came yesterday. Besides them praising the car jump in Gone in 60 Seconds while saying the rest of the movie was crap (um... guys, it was the other way around), it was an excellent issue. My favorite part had to be the various drinking games they had rules for. I think I'm gonna have to try those out.

Link for the day:
All your base are belong to us!

This shit is just plain funny. More fun stuff to come.