Archive for March, 2008

Entry 0023

Sunday, March 16th, 2008

Doing a bit of late night site maintenance. Went back to the old theme – not sure why, but this one just feels right. Feels like home.

Also went through most of the posts and added the dreaded “read more” link. I think this might bork the RSS feed a bit – Spook, let me know if it does – but it will make the actual blog a bit easier to look at. So, in the end, I’ll be happier and since this is my site, that is what matters.

Update: Made some adjustments to the theme itself. Still have a bit of tweaking to do, but this way the RSS feed (and the CLI, when and if I re-implement it) won’t get totally borked. Let me know what you think in the comments, okay?

Update II: Going back to the more tags for the previously stated, and then abandoned reasons.

Not a whole hell of a lot going on at the moment. I should have been asleep an hour ago, but I just couldn’t fall asleep. Might have something to do with spending all damn day in bed. Wasn’t feeling well – fighting off a cold or allergies or bronchitis or something. Maybe SARS, I don’t know. Anyway, I’ve got some serious pain in all my muscles, and my throat and chest are congested. Like, big time congested. Huge chunks of green shit. And when I breathe? I sound like a demonic harmonica!

Actually, that last bit is kind of cool. Sometimes when I talk it sounds like a small chorus of people. Pretty freaky on the one hand, but god damn cool on the other. Maybe I’ll YouTube it for posterity or something.

Last night Steph and I saw “Be Kind, Rewind.” OMG what an awesome, awesome movie. Mere words from me cannot convey just how much awesome this movie contained. I want every movie I see from now on to be Sweded.

Hmmm… A Sweded version of Manos.
::shudder::

Entry 0022

Friday, March 14th, 2008

Just a short note to say that some people really fucking suck.

At lunch today – with my Realtor – some kid asked to use my phone to call his mom.
I handed it to him, and the next thing I knew the little bastard was half way down the damn block.

I ran after him, but something in my hindbrain asked “And? If you catch him? Then what? You rough him up, you’ll go to jail for beating on a minor…”

At least, I say that now – at the time I was starting to run out of breath. Fucking asthma, fucking being out of shape.
Fucking kids.

So – I called AT&T (my agent had already called 911 – there’s a funny story about driving around at high speeds in a minivan and being told by a 911 Operator that if we don’t go back to the restaurant right the hell now, she’ll not send any damn cops, but that’s a story for another time), and had the account turned off due to theft. They were very quick and understanding.

The cops showed up, took my statement – and that of everyone else in the restaurant (they wanted to see the kid hang too), and said that since it was $400 he’s looking at Grand Theft Larceny (like Rosenbergs car!), and since they had a good description of the little shit, and so many witnesses *AND* the serial/IME number (thanks AT&T) they figured the odds on catching the fucker were very high.

Huzzah, I suppose.

My meal? Free.

I stopped by my folks to clue them in, and to change every online password I had – just in case.
Then rolled over to AT&T store to try and get a cheap phone. The guy that worked there just handed me a brand new SIM, said “Find a cheap ass phone at Wal-Mart, man. It’ll be cheaper for ya.”

Fortunately, my mom had an old handset, so I’m rocking an old Motorola RAZR V3. Got my contacts back on it, and ready to roll.
Slowly.

So, yeah – stupid fucking kid, I hope he gets what’s coming to him. But, the everyone else?
Fucking awesome.

People rock.

Entry 0021

Monday, March 10th, 2008

People have a really short attention span. And by people, I mean bloggers; and by attention span I suppose I really mean memory.

Allow me to explain. I read quite a few gaming blogs. Hell, it could be argued that I spend more time reading about games than I do actually playing them, which now that I think about it in such stark terms is horribly depressing. Life, don’t talk to me about life.

But, yes, I read my fair share of things on the internets. Lately, I’ve been having an odd sense of deja vous when it comes to certain stories, like Microsoft and Blu-Ray or other such sideline stuff that pops up once in a great while.

One such thing that caught my eye today – and that I actually followed up on – was how Smash Bros doesn’t work in “some” Wiis, according to Nintendo. Hmm, I thought, why could this be? And why would they be offering a cleaning service as the fix? And where, oh where, did I hear this before?

Oh, that’s right: just over a month ago, when the game came out in Japan! What the hell, people? This isn’t news! We already know it’s not going to work in dirty consoles – Japan already proved that!

Makes me wonder, though, why Nintendo of America is playing this off as if it were some sort of defect on their end, instead of coming right out and saying “Look, you made your stuff dirty, that’s why it’s not working. We’ll clean it for you, but please try and be more careful, huh?” No, the way it is now they are getting some negative feedback from people who assume it’s Nintendo’s fault that this is going on, and not the slobs whose system is coated in nicotine and/or dust.

It also makes me wonder if we’ll be hearing about this a third damn time when the game launches in Europe.

Any bets?

Entry 0020

Sunday, March 9th, 2008

Today I picked up Super Smash Bros. Brawl.

I am really digging this game. The fact that so many “key” people start off locked is rather shitty, but I’ve managed to open a few of them up already. There are a couple (Sonic, Toon Link) that I’m having a bit of a hard time getting, but I expect to have them by weeks end.

For those that care, here is my “Friend Code”:

4081 5189 3380

I swear, Nintendo needs to get some real buddy lists working, and fast.

Entry 0019

Friday, March 7th, 2008

Warning: Nerd Content to Follow
I can feel the power of Steve Jobs’ RDF (Reality Distortion Field) kicking in, even as I type.

It’s been just under 24 hours since the “announcement” of the iPhone SDK (software development kit), and I’m still rather excited about the possibility to craft my own apps for the little bundle of joy.

The only problem? I don’t know the language.

One of the key features of Mac OS Leopard was the fact that it came with super easy to use developer tools. When I upgraded from Tiger, I put those tools on my laptop with the intention of creating some pretty kick-ass software. Then I started up the toolset, and weeped.

I could – almost – handle the little example apps they included with everything. I could sort of follow how the code flowed, and had a slight inkling of what was going on within each statement. Objective C isn’t that different from C++, a language I had a grasp on in high school. Yet, it still somehow managed to scare the piss out of me.

When all was said and done, and I did my first “test” of Time Machine (by wiping the drive and recovering data), I didn’t put the dev tools back. I knew that I was beaten.

I figure the same thing will happen with the iPhone SDK: I’ll get my grubby hands on it, tinker with the example code, get myself completely confused, and then give up.

Which is sad, as I see the things that others are able to knock together and I wish I could do the same.

Maybe a quick run to Borders a copy of X Code 3 for Complete Fucking Retards is in order.