Category Archives: Distractions

Dead Computer

Distractions, Personal Bits, Tech

See what I did there with the title? Title of blog, title of post? Yeah, I’m all bacony wrapped enigmas.

The last few weeks my poor Pentium 4, 2.3Mhz computer started to act funny. Drivers suddenly didn’t drive things plugged into the USB ports. Things started to fail and somehow my monitor went a pale blue.

And suddenly without notice, my CD burner just refused to be a team player. I can read from a CD but the burning software (hopelessly outdated) will not respond, even after re-installing. It’s a great cup holder, though.

This week, if my computer sleeps or iTunes opens (with every recharging of my iPhone) then my mouse needs to be unpluged and replugged in with not one, but two activate/deactivate sounds.

On Tuesday, I clicked on a YouTube link and suddenly got an alert window (not a browser pop up) letting me know that “they” were sad that I was leaving their page and I should visit more often. Thing is, YouTube doesn’t allow scripts like that within their pages. A chill wend down my spine.

I instantly ran some virus software. Nothing more than usual adware malware came up. Then while the computer was suppose to be idle, I noticed that there was a “hidden window” that couldn’t be closed when I “Alt+Tab” and huge packets of information were being shot off into cyberspace.

I disconnected my RJ-45 instantly. Yikes.

So I’m hopping along on SharkBoy’s iMac in my own recently created profile and I’m lustfully looking at iMacs for myself.

Anyone wanting to donate money to my sorry cause can do so via PayPal or just send bacon.

Currents

Distractions

Current Likes:

You all know I’m grooving on Uncharted 2 – Among Thieves and next up in my PS3 will be Ratchet and Clank – A Crack In Time. The demo looked promising if not a tad bit confusing with the duplicity tachyon thingamajigger, but the franchise hasn’t disappointed so far with all it’s gadgets and doo dahs.

Glee – Yes I’m part of the Glee club. I enjoy how every character is so very flawed. It reminds me of when I was in high school and I was deep in the theatre club yet hung around a Jock from the football club. I bet he got a lot of ridicule about that but he never showed it. Or I’m creating a drama in my head with fragments of memories.

On my iPhone, The NFB app operates like YouTube but you have access to thousands of Canadian film. You can watch streaming or download for a 24 hour period. Go watch all of Cordell Barker’s cartoons. “Stop shaking your eyes!! Why don’t you join some… shake rock n roll band?!”

For free, The Disney.com app has a few time wasting gems within it but it’s a bit heavy on the boy bands, but meh, it’s free.

For drawing, I’ve downloaded PS Mobile (the free Photoshop App) and SketchBook Mobile Express. Both offer fun little doodly kind of image manipulations. I like how the Sketchbook mimics “pen pressure” and creates faux thick lines (dependent on finger speed?).

Music-wise, I’ve rediscovered Massive Attack. For all the times I heard it in the bar when Blair was bartending, I think I blanked it out. But it’s back in my iPhone. Still liking Holy Fuck too.

Things I’m not grooving on:

When marketing departments throw the word “imagine…” at you, usually in threes, and actually think you’re going to stop what you’re doing and “imagine” their promises coming true. “Imagine a world where…” Or “Imagine knowing when…” That kind of crap. Stop making me imagine stuff I don’t even want to imagine. Oh and bonus hate points for the announcer saying “EEmagine” not “I-magine”. It’s like an ignoramus saying “Eye-talian” but in reverse.

Using “Re-boot” to mean “re-making”. Battlestar got away with it and now everyone is using “re-boot” as an excuse for “We can’t think of anything new or clever.” Latest culprit: The rebooting of “V”. Utter crap rip off of Battlestar (hot chick villain, sex reversal in the main characters, resistance/religious themes) . It wasn’t even a good series back in the 80s so why try? As soon as they dropped the Nazi symbolism and we found out about the lizards the show was dull.  Which was about 3 shows in.

Still hating TV stations and Cable companies twisting facts and words to make us believe there’s an injustice going on within Big Media. I’ll tell you the injustice: having to sit through shitty CTV commercials while I’m watching Survivor on CBS. Fuck off Canadian Content!

Halloween Fruition

Distractions, Hobbies, Personal Bits, Toronto
Raaar!

Raaar!

After all the work I put into that costume I have to say last night was worth the effort. I was mauled for pictures and had a great time posing with all the Japanese tourists (I’m generalizing – there were some Eastern Europeans too) . Well, except for the one drunk guy who grabbed my snout and hauled my face down. Thank god for SharkBoy who stopped me from ripping his head off. Let’s just say he’s going to be spitting fake fur out of his mouth and eyes for a few days. Other than that, the night was fun. The stilts held up and worked like a dream, except I should have rested more often. 3 hours seems to be the max and I was on them for just over 4. Yeah … blisters and aches this morning.

I’m really glad to see that costuming on Church Street is becoming more “serious” and thoughtful, like the Queen and the Palace Guard (with England’s national anthem coming out of his big furry hat), or the giant H1N1 virus, or the Chandelier Guy. I’m almost thinking I want to take next year off to just take pictures…

Heh… mmmmaybe not. The attention was addictive.

Here’s where I point out that SharkBoy’s costume was simplistic perfection: he got a lot of recognition but not as much photography mauling as I did. I think he did a fantastic job on his Where the Wild Things Are kid, Max. Here is is full picture set, but I’ve copied some for my blog below (clicko to embiggo). Enjoy!

Full Suit

Full Suit

I Have My Father's Eyes

I Have My Father's Eyes

Tyra Called. I Win!

Tyra Called. I Win!

"Hi! Are you paying too much in Car Insurance?!"
I love this guy! The one on the right.

I love this guy! The one on the right.

Last Minute Attempts At Awesome

Distractions, Personal Bits, Toronto

Fry: It’s just like the story of the grasshopper and the octopus. All year long, the grasshopper kept burying acorns for the winter, while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV. But then the winter came, and the grasshopper died, and the octopus ate all his acorns. And also he got a racecar. Is any of this getting through to you?

Yo!I can’t believe how many of you are hitting this blog via frantic searches for “Werewolf costume” and expect to pull something out of your asses within the next 24 hours. Shame on you! I started mine back in June. You can’t rush perfection!

Of course I’m kidding. I value the people who try. Seriously.

The last few times we’ve done Halloween on Church Street we’ve always managed to amuse ourselves at the people dressed in the What The Fuck Costumes. That is, the drunk Ryerson student who throws on a boa or dollar store rubber mask and think they’re “ready to go”. Or witness the people who go to a costume shop and grumble at the variety of sexy nurse costumes the day before Halloween, and wind up being a ghost in a sheet.

Regardless, I’m looking forward to ‘Ween this year. Even if I do fall and break my leg and get H1N1.

Bomb the Moon

Distractions

I watched the LCROSS impact this morning with an almost nostalgic sense of wonder (SharkBoy wasn’t so in awe), remembering my first big memory as a kid of the lunar landing back in 1969. I’m glad to see that NASA is struggling to get back into the Second Moon race – the Chinese have apparently HD mapped the surface of the moon in attempts to set up factories for the next iPhone.

“Waste of time,” I keep hearing on the web (I’m paraphrasing).

Not so. Water is hydrogen and oxygen. Split that apart and you have fuel and air – great ingredients for further exploration (like off to Mars) or sustained life on the Moon.

“But the Earth needs looking after!” I people moan.

Here’s me flipping both my thumbs up in the air, making an insincere face and saying “Great job, humanity! When the Earth started to fall apart you redeveloped the Hummer and plastic bags full of dog poop for your kids’ kids to find!” Obviously the Earth will not sustain us forever – it will fail us despite our best efforts. Maybe in 100 generations or more, maybe sooner due to war, who can say. I’d be happy if we had a back door to run out of if suddenly the house caught fire. Explore away, I say!

“But why did they have to hurt the Moon?”

Good lord it’s a lifeless rock! We do 1000 times more harm here on Earth in an hour with strip mining and wars than two pieces of a 1 ton spacecraft slamming into a cold, sun-less crater just so we can analyze the debris. Stop anthropomorphizing a heavenly sphere.

“Couldn’t we just send a robot?”

This was cheaper and faster.

“How much did this cost?”

Very little, really, compared to a regular ISS launch. American taxes went to NASA, NASA paid a lot of companies paid good money to have their parts built into the probe. That stimulated the economy locally. Jobs! Cash flow during the recovery of the worst recession in our lifetime is a good thing.

So to the Moon Sympathizers out there I say “Oh suck it up! We’re going if you like it or not!”