Author: elvis

One Damed Thing After Another

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I shook out my cloak and brushed myself off. I traveled for perhaps half an hour then, leaving the place far behind me, before I halted and took my breakfast in a hot, bleak valley smelling faintly of sulfur. As I was finishing, I heard a crashing noise. A horned and tusked purple thing went […]

I shook out my cloak and brushed myself off. I traveled for perhaps half an hour then, leaving the place far behind me, before I halted and took my breakfast in a hot, bleak valley smelling faintly of sulfur.

As I was finishing, I heard a crashing noise. A horned and tusked purple thing went racing along the ridge to my right pursued by a hairless orange-skinned creature with long claws and a forked tail. Both were wailing in different keys.

I nodded. It was just one damned thing after another.

–Roger Zelazny, Trumps of Doom

I’m back here. No more blogosity at http://moronosphere.blogspot.com/. That’s done though it’ll stay around a while with a pointer back here until I can paste it all over and automate backups.

The disk drive we had hoped to recover? Toast. Total loss. So we’re moving forward with what we have now, our july 17 backup and whatever we can salavge from google cache.

I’ve actually got a lotta stuff saved in Ecto, so that would help – only there’s some bug between Ecto and MT Beta5 that no one can seem to reproduce. The error goes like:

Method “metaWeblog.editPost” produced a server error: “No ObjectDriver defined at /export/www/moronosphere.com/movable-type/lib/MT/Object.pm line 144.”

I don’t know if it’s a version problem with Perl, or something else, but Ecto says it’s MT, the MT people say it’s something missing in my install (no – I re-did the install completely). So Ecto is useless to me until that’s corrected. And I don’t know how to blog without it, I’ve become completely dependant.

Is this week over yet? Started with me being sick, went on to include a friend with a severe bladder infection, another whoes dog needs surgery, a friend sitting in the path of a hurricane, a whole new set of work problems, most of which are political, not technical. And another friend, friend-of-a-friend actually, just called from jail. Now I add this, no drive and no ecto. Let’s start over at next monday and sklip this week, ok?

google talk and adiumX

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(this entry copied from my blogspot blog) Mac users who want to use the new Google Talk (I’m not sure why you would want to, honestly, we already have more than enough chat clients and chat protocols, but, you know, what the fuck), adiumX supports it, but it’s not exactly obvious how. Take a look […]

(this entry copied from my blogspot blog)

Mac users who want to use the new Google Talk (I’m not sure why you would want to, honestly, we already have more than enough chat clients and chat protocols, but, you know, what the fuck), adiumX supports it, but it’s not exactly obvious how.

Take a look at these directions, but basically you have to add a jabber account with your gmail address, and then add the server and port under options (talk.google.com and port 5222. Check “use tls encryption”, and click ‘ok’.)

You should then be able to chat with google talk users.

Google is starting to seem more and more like microsoft, I tellya. They’re out to rule the world.

Jittering

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I’m absolutely jittering today, waiting for word from Seth on the drive recovery. Yeah, I know it’s too soon, we really could not hear before tomorrow at earliest and friday at latest. But something in my head decided it was today and I can’t stop checking email and looking at my IM client (adiumX) to […]

I’m absolutely jittering today, waiting for word from Seth on the drive recovery. Yeah, I know it’s too soon, we really could not hear before tomorrow at earliest and friday at latest. But something in my head decided it was today and I can’t stop checking email and looking at my IM client (adiumX) to see if Seth’s logged on. At which point I’ll have to resist the urge to pester him.

Thanks to glorious chemicals, I managed a decent night’s sleep last night. God I needed it. Also thanks to my friend Mike, a stray brought home by yummy-ex-nanny Andrea (who brought over her photo ipod last night so she could show me pictures of her ass – I love this girl). Mike’s havin’ a bad patch in his relationship, and needed some love; for Mike, this means cooking for someone. He made a fantastic salad of spinach, maytag bleu, chopped almonds, fresh sweet corn, balsamic and a light oil (we were out of EVO, but we all agreed that was ok, the lighter oil let the ingredients shine in this salad). He followed with great grilled rib-eyes and chard sauteed in bacon fat with a little cider vinegar, and mashed potatoes. An excellent dinner, and all I had to do was clean up around Mike while he played my usual role of chef.

This is why, back in days of yore when I had dotcom money, I built a giant kitchen. So people would come to me and cook; an evening in the kitchen is one of my absolute favorite things.

It made for a relaxed evening, rounded out by watching the DVD of Sin City, which I just got. My god, I love this movie. It’s sheer brilliance, and a second viewing just makes it better. I was noticing minor touches I hadn’t seen the first go-round, and the noir crime-novel-b-movie dialog, which sounds stilted at first, becomes poetry. Everything about this movie is beautiful, casting, visuals, pacing, music, lighting, language. If you have not seen it, go buy the DVD. Don’t even bother to rent it, go buy it now.

An evening like that helped, but I’m still vibrating today. I just want word back – did we get any data or not? I wanna move back to the m’sphere and finish cleaning up, but I don’t wanna rebuild everything until we know if we have to.

More coffee. That’ll help. Mmmmm, Peets!

Groan.

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My weekend. Went to a surprise 40th birthday party for a friend; a social group I don’t see much anymore, from a school my kids used to go to. The birthday girl was surprised in a bad way, but seemed to make up for this with a lotta margaritas. Her husband is one of those […]

My weekend.

Went to a surprise 40th birthday party for a friend; a social group I don’t see much anymore, from a school my kids used to go to. The birthday girl was surprised in a bad way, but seemed to make up for this with a lotta margaritas. Her husband is one of those guys I really like for no reason I can put a finger on; he’s just a warm-hearted, loving guy. He’s the one I picked up ‘my love‘ from, so if you’ve ever heard me say that, it’s courtesy of Benjamin. And I never use it when I don’t mean it.

I can’t exactly tell why this couple is together; he’s one of us, us dirty-minded womanizing types, where his wife is such a barbie doll that I think she’s all smooth molded plastic between the legs. But they have a great home, a sweet little girl who’s growing up much less shallow than I expected. I like them, even if I don’t really need to seem them more than a couple times a year.

So I wound up at this party, drinking those cheap slurpy-margaritas from a machine, which I began spiking with extra cheap tequila ’til they were pretty much all tequila. I sort of lost count how many I had. I then switched to some cheap merlot in big-ass tumblers. There were some party games, the ones where you pass an object clenched between chin and neck. The kinda games that are purely an excuse for groping. Too bad there’s no hot tub at this house.

The night gets blurry after that, though I seem to have bruises on my knuckles. I’m wondering how that happened.

Sunday dawned with an awesome hangover, which continued to get worse rather than better; eventually it became obvious I had some sort of food poisoning as well as the after-effects of way too much bad booze. Though there was a high point; the series finale of Six Feet Under which, all thinks considered, was a good wrap-up for this show. Like the show itself, it was inspired but uneven, incredibly well acted, and thought-provoking. The closing montage was fabulous.

I need a lot more sleep though. I think I got maybe six hours over the entire weekend. I’m thinking I’ll spend Tuesday completely unconscious.

Not THAT Karl MacRae

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Not THAT Karl MacRae
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I’ve recently noticed I’m getting hits on a google for Karl MacRae. But in many cases they may be looking for that other Karl MacRae – seems there’s a prisoner’s rights activist out there with my name.

I’ve tried to convince him that he’s not allowed to use my name and he has to change his, but we didn’t get so far with that. I mean, really.

In any case, if you’re looking for him, you’re in the wrong place – I’m trying to dig up contact info for him, and will update this if I find it.

–edit–

Interestingly I also just found a ‘carl macrae’ (god, can’t he even spell ‘karl’ correctly?), in the uk. I’m not that one either!

Back on Beta

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Ok, I finally got my beta upgrade in place. I’m up and running MT beta five. Not that I’m doing a lot with it, given what happend. Still, I feel better. I’m just waiting for my recovery. Next week, we see if anything survived the disk melt-down; we may get our full databse and all […]

Ok, I finally got my beta upgrade in place. I’m up and running MT beta five. Not that I’m doing a lot with it, given what happend. Still, I feel better.

I’m just waiting for my recovery. Next week, we see if anything survived the disk melt-down; we may get our full databse and all the plugins and all the images, or we may be dick and have to go with what we have. I just wanna know.

As stated, I’m blogging here meanwhile. That will go on until we get the drive recovery news (and the recovered data, if any), after which, I’m back here full time (well, as soon as we have backups going).

Sigh.

Climbing back from the Primodial Ooze

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One. Step. At. A. Time. I’ll have more here shortly. Yeah, I know images are broken. This is also a restore from an incpomplete archive. Meanwhile, I’m blogging at http://moronosphere.blogspot.com/, and Ray’s at http://rayinaustin.blogspot.com/. But we’re giving my creation LIFE!

One.

Step.

At.

A.

Time.

I’ll have more here shortly. Yeah, I know images are broken. This is also a restore from an incpomplete archive.

Meanwhile, I’m blogging at http://moronosphere.blogspot.com/, and Ray’s at http://rayinaustin.blogspot.com/.

But we’re giving my creation LIFE!