Archive for February, 2004

Introductions all around

Saturday, February 28th, 2004

Mr. Tickles
I don’t know that I’ve actu­ally gone through the proper intro­duc­tory things between the two of you, so here goes. Internet, meet Mr. Tickles; Tickles, meet the inter­net. There, that’s not so bad now is it. I’m sure that you’ll make great friends, after­all you see me at the inter­net enough Tickles, and you don’t really give a damn about any­thing internet.

What, no inter­net, I was not call­ing you a slut.

No, I won’t take it back because I didn’t actu­ally say it. You really need to calm down inter­net; it’s not actu­ally all that important.

Ok, fine inter­net, I’m sorry if I hurt your feel­ings, it was not my inten­tion to insin­u­ate that you had loose sex­ual morals, but you have to admit that you do have a lot of porn.

For the love of mon­keys, shut the Hell up inter­net; this is Tickles’ moment, so just let every­one look at the pic­ture and be happy.

Wow Scrubs, just wow

Tuesday, February 24th, 2004

I just fin­ished watch­ing the most recent episode of Scrubs (episode 314) and I’ve got to say that it’s really some­thing, some­thing pow­er­ful. As min­utes pass and I have a chance to think about the episode, ele­ments of the episode are falling into place in my mind. The end­ing was superb and the fore­shad­ow­ing and char­ac­ter devel­op­ment were mar­velous. I would not expect this much from a show in its third sea­son. This was prob­a­bly one of the best episodes of Scrubs that I’ve seen.

Trial by Fire

Sunday, February 22nd, 2004

In addi­tion to being the title of an old Sierra adven­ture game that I used to be quite fond of, the term Trial by Fire applies pretty well to tomor­row. Those of you in the know will under­stand per­fectly, those of you not, believe me when I say that I am not look­ing for­ward to tomorrow.

That hav­ing been said, let me tell you a lit­tle about Trial by Fire, the game. Trial by Fire was the sec­ond in the Quest for Glory series of games. Quest for Glory was some­where halfway inbe­tween your stan­dard Sierra graph­i­cal adven­ture game (most of which were beau­ti­fully artis­tic pre-VGA games) and a mod­ern com­puter role-playing game. You wan­dered around talk­ing to peo­ple, get­ting items and using them in the right places, going through an elab­o­rate and immer­sive story, but there was also com­bat. The com­bat, although sim­ple by mod­ern terms, was well designed and reminded me a great deal of fenc­ing the time I decided to be retro and play old Sierra games a few years back.

I have good mem­o­ries of when David Caloccia and I used to sit around play­ing old Sierra games on my Dell 286 or on his Tandy 1000. Ah the good old days of early ele­men­tary school. It was pretty darned hard back in those days when nei­ther of us had a very large vocab­u­lary and the games forced us to inter­act with the game envi­ron­ment through tex­tual com­mands. I blame my early read­ing devel­op­ment, at least in part, on those Sierra adven­ture games.

As a quick sum­mary of the good ones, I thought that the Space Quest series was excep­tional, the Quest for Glory series was quite good, and the Leisure Suit Larry series was also quite good (I sus­pect moreso now that I would be able to under­stand the sex­ual humor). I never really liked the King’s Quest or Police Quest games all that much and I don’t really remem­ber any of the others.

Just as a short diver­sion from Sierra, but still on the topic of adven­ture games, I would also highly rec­om­mend Infocom’s Zork series, the Legend of Kyrandia series by Westwood and LucasArts’ Monkey Island series. Those and Sierra’s Space Quest series would be what I would sug­gest if some­one came to me and said, “I’m bored and want to play a good adven­ture game, what do you suggest?”

What’s a nightwalker?

Saturday, February 21st, 2004

Taken directly from The General Laws of Massachusetts: Chapter 272, Section 62

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CHAPTER 272.CRIMES AGAINST CHASTITY, MORALITY, DECENCY AND GOOD ORDER

Chapter 272: Section 62 Third con­vic­tion of being a com­mon nightwalker

  Section 62. If a com­plaint charges a per­son with being a com­mon night­walker, and it is proved at the trial that such per­son has been twice before con­victed of the same offence, such per­son may be sen­tenced to the house of cor­rec­tion for not more than two and one half years or if a male, to the Massachusetts refor­ma­tory, or if a female, to the refor­ma­tory for women.

Encino Man

Saturday, February 21st, 2004

So, we just watched Encino Man in Happiness (433) and I’m not really sure how to put it. Most peo­ple would prob­a­bly call it a bad movie, maybe a very bad movie, but me, I was amused. Let’s see if the cast gives you any idea of the qual­ity of the film: Pauly Shore, Brendan Frasier and that guy that plays Sam in the Lord of the Rings.

Synopsis: (spoiler warn­ing) Guy likes girl. Girl doesn’t like guy. Guy digs up cave­man. Hilarity ensues. Guy gets girl.

Hey, if it’s got Pauly Shore, then it’s got to be good right? I mean, look at such unfor­get­table clas­sics as Bio-Dome, Jury Duty or In the Army Now.

(subconscious == impressive) == true

Friday, February 20th, 2004

The sub­con­scious or uncon­scious mind does some pretty fancy stuff when you aren’t look­ing. If you take a look at some of the things that you do with­out think­ing, I bet that you will be pretty impressed; I sure am.

Honor, dignity and whatnot

Friday, February 20th, 2004

There are a lot of things that peo­ple talk about as being par­tic­u­larly impor­tant char­ac­ter traits; things like honor, dig­nity, con­fi­dence, skill, and plenty of oth­ers. I’ve been doing a lot of think­ing of late and I have to say that honor has got to be the most impor­tant char­ac­ter trait of all.

If you have your honor then you have every­thing. If you do not have your honor then you have nothing.

My new office is in 7-100LA

Wednesday, February 18th, 2004

For those of you look­ing to find me dur­ing the day, my new office is now in 7-100LA. I will be adopt­ing an open door pol­icy whereby any­one can step in and visit if they would like to talk or need any­thing. I will be in my office dur­ing the week when I am not busy with prior engagements.

I hope the move poses no incon­ve­niences for anyone.

My Valentine’s Day

Saturday, February 14th, 2004

Today was Valentine’s day (still is, but that’s not impor­tant to the story). Today started with me wak­ing up at 6:00a from a really lucid dream. It was an odd expe­ri­ence; I woke up and was all like, wait, when did I go to sleep, wasn’t I just awake. It was all early like because today was a day of plans.

Then I drove into Cambridge for a cou­ple of rea­sons. Firstly, I needed my Nalgene bot­tles (the rea­son will likely be appar­ent in the next para­graph). And sec­ondly, I had a cin­der block to deliver. Many months ago (some time last sum­mer) I resolved to give a girl a cin­der block every Valentine’s Day hence­forth. Today was the first giv­ing of a cin­der block, but, trust me, I’m going to keep it up until I actu­ally real­ize how stu­pid it is (not very likely).

Anyway, then I set out for Mount Monadnock in New Hampshire to do some hik­ing (me likey hikey). Oh, and this is why I needed them Nalgene things and the water. So, I’m nearly to Mount Monadnock and then the car gets a flat tire. No biggee, I know how to deal with a flat tire, but some­times, the wheel gets stuck and you kick it and three dif­fer­ent peo­ple stop and offer help but fail. Eventually, you call AA, wait no, that’s for drunks; you call AAA and some guy shows up and helps you get the flat off and the spare on.

So I got to the moun­tain thing, climbed it and had a gen­er­ally great time. At the top I sat around for a while and hung out. I had a beer and a nice con­ver­sa­tion about win­ter hik­ing and camp­ing and the like with a cou­ple of guys that came up a dif­fer­ent trail. They sug­gested some shel­ters in Pinkham Notch; I sus­pect that they mean the Hermit Lake Shelters, which match their descrip­tion from what I find on Google and in my AMC book. I think that the Hermit Lake Shelters would prob­a­bly do quite well for the camp­ing trip that we’re plan­ning for March.

It was ~1:30 up Monadnock and ~1:00 down, very windy at the top, really nice vis­i­bil­ity. So after the moun­tain thing I came back, got the flat replaced and then did the whole sit around thing and have been yam­mer­ing stu­pid ban­ter back and forth with Will.

That’s my Valentine’s day in sum­mary; not very roman­tic, but pretty amusing.

Friday the 13th

Friday, February 13th, 2004

Hey, it’s Friday the 13th. What’s more, it’s Friday the 13th in a February. In nor­mal cases, a February Friday the 13th means that there will be three Friday the 13ths (I’ll leave that to you to proove for your­self), but this is no ordi­nary case; this year is a leap year. That is all.

Term hits blogs hard

Friday, February 13th, 2004

I know that I made a snide com­ment recently about peo­ple not updat­ing their blogs enough and now I’m gnawwing on my foot (or at least it’s in my mouth). Turns out term hits blogs pretty hard; every­one is updat­ing less and less frequently.

Swamped already, how can this be?

Tuesday, February 10th, 2004

It’s exactly one week into term today and, some­how, I am already com­pletely swamped. I even dropped two classes today. No time to blog more than that. Back to work.

It is now 6:13a

Tuesday, February 10th, 2004

You might be ask­ing your­self why I’m awake at this hideous time of day; heck, I might be ask­ing myself the very same ques­tion. Unfortunately, I know what the answer to the ques­tion is: class. I have an 8:30a class on Tuesdays and Thursdays this term. The prob­lem of course is that I have to go to sleep at like 10:00p on Mondays and Wednesdays but the upside is that I don’t have any­thing on Friday or in the morn­ing on Monday and Wednesday.

I guess the truth of the mat­ter is that it’s really early, I don’t have any­thing to say and I don’t want to fol­low the pre­vi­ous entry with a long pause because, despite the ironic humor, I don’t want to be that guy.

Come on people!

Sunday, February 8th, 2004

Ok, I admit that I was skep­ti­cal about this whole blog thing at first, but I’m darned well giv­ing it the atten­tion that it deserves. Now some of you peo­ple out there (not all) are only doing a half-assed job of blogging.

If you don’t have a blog, that’s your choice; pub­lish­ing your ideas and life on the web is not for every­one, but if you’re going to do it, do it right. You don’t have to post five times a day or any­thing like that, but once every week or two is not suf­fi­cient and those of you doing the once every two to four weeks thing really have to get your act together.

Come on, some of us are rely­ing on you here.

Sledding is Great

Sunday, February 8th, 2004

Hippo, Max, Riad and I went sled­ding this evening and it was totally awe­some. Yesterday, it snowed a bunch and then it rained a bit but then it got colder again today. The final result of all of these weather shenani­gans was a thin layer of snow that was coated by a thicker layer of ice-like crust and then there were many areas con­sist­ing entirely of ice. Suffice it to say that there was quite a lot of fast sled­ding and a lot of bumps that will likely be bruises tomor­row, but hey, it builds char­ac­ter and it was totally worth it.

I stole figures from Hippo

Saturday, February 7th, 2004

dancing hippo
It occured to me, while look­ing at Hippo’s blog that I would do well to add the abil­ity to have pic­tures accom­pany my blog entries. It’s not that I have any good pic­tures to add right now, but at some point I might. Now, I could have thought about it a bunch and come up with a good bit of CSS on my own, but I’m lazy so I just stole and mod­i­fied some of Hippo’s blog’s CSS. Some peo­ple might say that I’m a bad per­son, but at least I’m giv­ing credit where credit is due. Of course, on the other hand, I’m not giv­ing any credit for the hippo image that I found some­where else on the Internet and have since for­got­ten the ori­gin of; I’m pretty sure that I Google-imaged for ‘hippo’. Well, I guess I actu­ally am a bad per­son then; oh well.

Now watch the danc­ing hippo as he hyp­not­i­cally makes lewd ges­tures for your amusement.

UPDATE 2005-09-21: I have long since stopped using this method for fig­ures and instead now use class=“alignright” and some CSS taken from the default (Kubrick) theme for WordPress 1.5.

In the world of AIM

Friday, February 6th, 2004

In the world of AIM, the per­son with the crappy away mes­sage is lame. When I go AIM away brows­ing, I want to be amused.