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25 December 2009 @ 05:30 am
My Twitter tweets for the day.

Read them or not at your leisure. There may be some new stuff in there, so if interested, check behind the LJ cut. )
 
 
25 December 2009 @ 12:06 am
These are my tweets for the past day... )
 
 
Current Mood: twitterpated
 
 
24 December 2009 @ 09:41 pm
So a couple of months ago my father and I were down in the basement of my house, putting some of the summer stuff away, and in a pile of dusty, disused furniture in the corner, we discovered the top from the dining room table we had when I was a kid. This was an unexpected find, because we never lived in this house when I was a kid; it belonged to my mother's second husband's mother, who's only been dead since 2003. It turned out Mom had stashed the table down there anyway because the basement over here is easier to get into than the one in her house, or some such, and then forgot that it was down there.

Dad and I looked it over; it was in pretty good shape, a bit scuffed up around the edges and missing its legs, but the inlaid blue tiles in the middle were all intact (the idea, when Dad built it, was that you could put hot serving dishes and stuff in the middle without using a trivet, because it was made from the same tiles as our kitchen counters - what the hell, we had a box of them left over) and the edges could be touched up. We agreed that it would be a real shame to leave it down there to rot in the mildewy dark, but what to do with it? Neither of us needed a dining room table and, in any case, my kitchen's much too small for this one...

... but, it suddenly occurred to me, the desk I'd been using for the last couple of years is much too small. The kneehole is all of 18 inches across and the top is so small I had to turn my printer sideways to fit it. I had a really nice big L-shaped glass-and-steel-tubing desk, bought when I worked at the Times, but that was taken away when I had the Brain Adventure and Mom thought I might fall on it or something.

So I said, only half-joking, "We could make a heck of a big desk out of it."

So earlier this month, in a couple of long sessions of amateur cabinetry, we did. It took a few days to get three decent coats of polyurethane on the new bits, but today the varnish was dry and the weather was good, so Dad brought it up and we moved out my tiny old desk and set the new one up in its place.

Picture behind here. )

It's terrific. Not quite perfect - as you can probably infer from the photo, it's a trifle too large for the space that it's in - I can't get to those bookcases behind it now, though a person of more moderate arsewidth could probably manage it - but we have the beginnings of a notion for how to rearrange the rest of the room later to give it a bit more leeway. And it's so deep that I couldn't actually set the computer up in the opening we designed for it, inside the left "leg", because the wires for the stuff that goes on top (keyboard, etc.) wouldn't reach all the way to the back and then to the front again. But it's just the right height, it's got acres of room underneath it (it's such a strange feeling to be sitting with both knees under the desk), and look at those drawers! (And the little cubbyholes for blank 5" discs and a ream of paper; I love the paper storage thing, that was Dad's idea.) I can either get some extension cables for the peripherals or just leave the computer on top and put a wastebasket in there.

And - and I think, when we're done talking, this is what I'm fondest of - it's our old dining room table, which we hardly ever actually ate at but which did a lot of service as a general work table from when I was, oh, I don't know, seven or so right through to my first year in college. Under the touched-up stain and varnish on the top, one can still see impressions in the wood from where I bore down a bit hard doing homework there, and the odd splotch of carelessly dripped model paint. My keyboard is set up right about where I used to sit to build model kits and rockets. I don't wish to be too sentimental about this, but I'm afraid I'm quite sentimental about this. :)

(Oh, and if you're wondering why we didn't stain the new parts to match the top - well, look at how pretty that pine is. I couldn't bear to cover that up. Anyway, not to be too Christopher Lowell about it, I think the contrast works nicely. Keeps it from looking too... I dunno, heavy. Although it is quite heavy, I mean, the top is two layers of plywood, pine boards for trim, and about 1200 square inches of grouted ceramic tile.)
 
 
Current Mood: new desk!
 
 
 
24 December 2009 @ 07:56 pm
... for all my peeps who are fans of incongruous audio clips and/or Brian Blessed: an excerpt from the extended edit of his Have I Got News For You appearance (probably NSFW). Enjoy.
 
 
24 December 2009 @ 04:32 pm
Work transit problems solved. Thank you for all of your suggestions.

I expect to fall into a hole on Tuesday morning and not climb out of it until after Arisia. If you need anything from me before then, best you tell me soon.
 
 
24 December 2009 @ 01:58 pm
I'll be spending a bunch of time at my grandmother's house. There's not a lot of internet there.

If you need me for anything related to one of the many balls I have in the air right now, call my cell.
 
 
24 December 2009 @ 05:30 am
My Twitter tweets for the day.

Read them or not at your leisure. There may be some new stuff in there, so if interested, check behind the LJ cut. )
 
 
24 December 2009 @ 12:06 am
These are my tweets for the past day... )
 
 
Current Mood: twitterpated
 
 
23 December 2009 @ 05:48 pm
Sat down last night to watch the first part of the 2009 miniseries remake of "The Prisoner"* with Sir Ian McKellan (and others).
I ended up watching all 6 episodes straight through.

I found myself occasionally shouting "WHEEEE" while clutching my brain.

The story was mostly told in "The Village" with flashbacks to New York. At one point, Number Six in the flashback acts on knowledge he just gained in the present. WHEEEE!

Watch it. You know you want to.

*The Prisoner was a British TV show in 1967, starring Patrick McGoohan as a spy who retires one day and then wakes up in "The Village" where everyone calls him Number Six. It was trippy and awesome and only lasted 16 episodes. Here, this should... illuminate.
 
 
23 December 2009 @ 03:47 pm
It's not just a Better Off Ted episode any more.

Apparently this webcam doesn't recognize black people.

Lawl.

http://www.sphere.com/tech/article/hewlett-packards-motion-tracking-webcams-may-not-see-black-people/19292260

(h/t my mom)
 
 
23 December 2009 @ 03:25 pm
nngh  
Feeling like groggy allergic lump.
Will probably go home early with the sneezles.
 
 
Current Mood: sick
 
 
23 December 2009 @ 10:28 am
Stalker: Shadow of Chernobyl, one of my favoritest games ever in the history of gaming (right up there with Thief), is friggin' TWO DOLLARS on Steam today. Even if you're not sure it's quite your thing, two bucks? You'd pay that much for an iPhone app that farts in different pitches and timbres.

Heck, I'm buying a second copy so I don't have to dig out the DVD when I want to play it again.
 
 
23 December 2009 @ 11:41 am
When I bought my 37" LCD TV a few years back, I paid an extra $180 for the super-mondo-warranty from Newegg.

For the first year or more owning the TV, everything was working fine and I had a bit of buyer's remorse about that.

Then, the component inputs shit the bed. Everything else about the TV works fine, just not those inputs.

I'd sort of been working around the dead inputs for a while, hooking stuff up on sub-optimal composite inputs to get around the dead ones. I kept planning on calling the warranty service at some point, but it never seemed urgent, and the TV was manageable as is.

Well, the warranty was about to expire this month, so I finally called in for repairs. Turns out the TV is no longer having parts made for it, so they had the option of replacing the TV or paying me back. They told me what model they would be willing to replace it with, I checked the specs online and found it did what I needed (at least 1 VGA input, and at least 3 DVI or HDMI inputs).

So, after I sign some paperwork, they should be shipping out a new TV.

The best part? They told me it was my job to deal with the "broken" TV.

I suppose if the TV was completely unusable that could be annoying. But since the TV is fine as long as you avoid the component inputs? Awesome.

Hey, [info]quish, start thinking about where you'd like to have a second 37" LCD TV in the house. I'm going to veto the bathroom right now, even though it would be funny.
 
 
On September 15th, 1965 American TV audiences tuned into the NBC television network saw the premiere episode of one of many TV series attempting to cash in on the James-Bond-inspired "Spy Craze." But they got something very different, much more than that. They got a series that broke the mold of how episodic TV was made.

First, it created a whole new genre: If you like "Buddy" movies, with two equal stars who both carry the weight of the story, and whose rapport means as much to the show as the plots, it all starts here.

It revolutionized "Location" filming, with the cast and crew traveling to Hong Kong, Japan, Greece, Spain, and Mexico to shoot scenes that would later be matched with Hollywood-filmed, studio-bound interiors, really giving an authentic international flavor to the stories.

But, and the importance of this cannot be overstated, it gave us, for the first time on American TV, a black hero who held equal billing with a white co-star, two BFFs who never even noticed that one of them was black to the other's white.

Robert Culp was an established actor and writer, and something of a star already, when I Spy started. Casting for his black partner saw a popular stand-up comedian, who had never acted before, read for the role. He was terrible. But Culp saw something that the producers had not. "Did you see that?" he asked them. "Yeah. We saw bad acting." "No," said Culp, "that was the angriest man I have ever seen! We can teach him to act, but that, that is a gift nobody can learn!" So Bill Cosby got his first acting role. He would win an Emmy for Best Actor in a Dramatic Series that year and the next year and the year after that. Nobody cheered louder for him than the actor he beat out for those awards: Robert Culp.

But the awards were in the future, on the night of September 15th, 1965, when a lucky audience tuned in, and saw that very first episode of I Spy, "So Long, Patrick Henry."





The episode, by the way, was written by Culp. An amazingly talented and generous man.
 
 
23 December 2009 @ 05:30 am
My Twitter tweets for the day.

Read them or not at your leisure. There may be some new stuff in there, so if interested, check behind the LJ cut. )
 
 
23 December 2009 @ 12:04 am
These are my tweets for the past day... )
 
 
Current Mood: twitterpated
 
 
22 December 2009 @ 05:19 pm
I have a contract job in Waltham near 128 & Trapelo starting Monday morning. It's for a fair chunk of money and at present my plan is to take the T as close as I reasonably can and then cab it. This is expensive. Anyone have a better idea?
 
 
22 December 2009 @ 04:49 pm
Canada rocked by political sex scandal! When approached by reporters, NDP spokesman Brad Lavigne apologized, but CNN believes this was because a member of his staffed bumped into him while Mr Lavigne and his entourage were exiting an elevator, since the reporters did not have a chance to ask any questions. The NDP group were unavailable for comment due to scheduling conflicts, for which Mr Lavigne apologized.

I spent two hours wrapping presents today, and my mother's 30 ugly nutcrackers stare soullessly from every raised horizontal surface on the ground floor. The metaphorical (and in one case literal) halls are now thoroughly decked.
 
 
22 December 2009 @ 10:12 am
I just swapped out last year's calendar for this year's. I'm not a few days early: I've got a nifty four "page" calendar that runs in three month chunks from solstice to equinox, equinox to solstice, etc. The creator has a stale flash blob of a website that gives a taste of it.

The whole thing would make a dandy teaching aid for explaining why we have seasons, the changes in visible constellations and planets, day/night balance, and so on. I think it gives a better feel for a year than a regular calendar. If any of you would like last year's to play with give me a shout.
 
 
Current Music: Pentangle - In Time