KO’d Computer

Just missing it’s fourth birthday (about 90 in PC years), my computer finally gave up on me. I came home last weekend and it’s familiar hum was missing from the conglomerate of background noises. I tried to bring it back, but so far all attempts have failed. It won’t turn on at all, leading me to believe it’s a power supply issue (the fuse is still good, I checked). I could always go out and buy a new power supply, but I’m not 100% sure that’s the problem. The hard drive was fine and I already backed up all my important files. I had a good run with my computer and now I feel bad I never gave it a name. I even gave my stone age laptop a name to identify it better on the network. I call it Bokonon after the character in Vonnegut’s “Cat’s Cradle.” The laptop was given to me a few months ago and it works fine for basic web stuff and easily connects to my wireless LAN. Maybe I should start a tradition of naming my computers after Kurt Vonnegut characters. Kilgore would be the obvious choice for my next machine, which brings me to my next topic: I guess I should buy a new damn computer.

I have been putting off the new computer for a while now. My old one was a Pentium II 450Mhz, 128MB RAM, and an 11 GB hard drive. Pretty modest considering the time I spend on these things. I’m going to biuld my own machine rather than buy a pre-made box, so I know exactly what I’m getting and can leave myself plenty of room to upgrade later on.

I went to the First Union Center last Sunday to the Y-100 Feastival. I liked Queens of the Stone Age, Zwan, and Coldplay, but the sound at the FU Center is just terrible. I’ll never pay $40 to see a show there unless…. yeah make that never. I had a good time hanging out with some friends, but we could have done that at the Oaklyn Manor and played shuffleboard for less than $40 each + $10 parking + $3 bridge tax.

I stopped by the Living Room tonight on my way home from Christmas shopping and caught the end of Maria’s set and a few songs by Willie Tapps. A few summer regulars were there, including Matt the guitarist who claims a slight following down at the University of Delaware.

Whoever keeps voting for Nowayscoob in the poll should come clean. They currently dominate with 70% of the votes. Justin claims it isn’t him, but hopefully he read the fine print that says “lying about poll votes gives the devil a two year lease on your soul following your death with an option to BUY” and believe me, he always buys. The option is just there to make you think you have a chance.

Just missing it’s fourth birthday (about 90 in PC years), my computer finally gave up on me. I came home last weekend and it’s familiar hum was missing from the conglomerate of background noises. I tried to bring it back, but so far all attempts have failed. It won’t turn on at all, leading me to believe it’s a power supply issue (the fuse is still good, I checked). I could always go out and buy a new power supply, but I’m not 100% sure that’s the problem. The hard drive was fine and I already backed up all my important files. I had a good run with my computer and now I feel bad I never gave it a name. I even gave my stone age laptop a name to identify it better on the network. I call it Bokonon after the character in Vonnegut’s “Cat’s Cradle.” The laptop was given to me a few months ago and it works fine for basic web stuff and easily connects to my wireless LAN. Maybe I should start a tradition of naming my computers after Kurt Vonnegut characters. Kilgore would be the obvious choice for my next machine, which brings me to my next topic: I guess I should buy a new damn computer.

I have been putting off the new computer for a while now. My old one was a Pentium II 450Mhz, 128MB RAM, and an 11 GB hard drive. Pretty modest considering the time I spend on these things. I’m going to biuld my own machine rather than buy a pre-made box, so I know exactly what I’m getting and can leave myself plenty of room to upgrade later on.

I went to the First Union Center last Sunday to the Y-100 Feastival. I liked Queens of the Stone Age, Zwan, and Coldplay, but the sound at the FU Center is just terrible. I’ll never pay $40 to see a show there unless…. yeah make that never. I had a good time hanging out with some friends, but we could have done that at the Oaklyn Manor and played shuffleboard for less than $40 each + $10 parking + $3 bridge tax.

I stopped by the Living Room tonight on my way home from Christmas shopping and caught the end of Maria’s set and a few songs by Willie Tapps. A few summer regulars were there, including Matt the guitarist who claims a slight following down at the University of Delaware.

Whoever keeps voting for Nowayscoob in the poll should come clean. They currently dominate with 70% of the votes. Justin claims it isn’t him, but hopefully he read the fine print that says “lying about poll votes gives the devil a two year lease on your soul following your death with an option to BUY” and believe me, he always buys. The option is just there to make you think you have a chance.

Yes, I Saw Vanilla Ice Live

The Iceman paid a visit to Brownies 23 East on Saturday and was exactly what I expected. My friend Kevin bailed on his plan to wear a leather jacket with “Word to your Mother” written on the back, but we had a pretty good time anyway. At one point I accidently smashed my head into a TV, but I’m fine. You can’t expect to see fallen superstars at mediocre Villanova bars and come away unscathed.

The Sopranos season finale was depressing and I wish they would have addressed more plotlines, but it will be interesting to see how Tony handles himself without the guidiance of the women in his life (Carmella, and Dr. Melfi).

Are there any pro-global warming politicians?

The Iceman paid a visit to Brownies 23 East on Saturday and was exactly what I expected. My friend Kevin bailed on his plan to wear a leather jacket with “Word to your Mother” written on the back, but we had a pretty good time anyway. At one point I accidently smashed my head into a TV, but I’m fine. You can’t expect to see fallen superstars at mediocre Villanova bars and come away unscathed.

The Sopranos season finale was depressing and I wish they would have addressed more plotlines, but it will be interesting to see how Tony handles himself without the guidiance of the women in his life (Carmella, and Dr. Melfi).

Are there any pro-global warming politicians?

Open Mic Recap @ Doc Watson’s Pub

My first time at Doc’s was interesting. I got there a little early and had a drink before the open mic started. An old man sat next to me tossing profanities at the TV, the President, and me. Luckily he knew what was good for him and left the bar instead of backing up his claim to “kick my ass.” He kind of reminded me of the old guy in the bar from “Big Daddy.” The bartenders at Doc’s are really nice, although I don’t think any of them have been working there longer than a month. Every one I talked to said they had started in the last few weeks. Not that they were spilling drinks and miscalculating change. They all seemed like great bartenders, but don’t be surprised if their turnover rate replaces all the nice ones with new surly ones by the time you go there.

Adam Brodsky’s manager Mary ran the open mic and as usual I got the call to play first. I belted out quick versions of “Why Now Satan,” “I Hope I Die on the Moon,” and “The Genius of it All.” Later on, I performed “All My Dreams are in Cartoon” after everyone else played a set. Most of the people playing were decent. Carson’s Machine plays Radiohead influenced acoustic rock and Ross sings Brodskyesque songs lamenting ex-girlfriends, cover bands, etc.

I watched “A Clockwork Orange” again the other night and I realized the brainwashing doctor’s name is Dr. Brodsky. Maybe Adam’s rejection of folk music is coerced by psychological/biological manipulation.

“I’m a Lesbian Trapped in a Man’s Body” was added to the 302 Music MP3 station on MP3.com. 302 Music is a site for upcoming artists in the Newark, DE area, so now I can at least say I’m big in Delaware.

I made a few changes to the site tonight. The whole page now centers instead of resting on the left side (users in 800×600 are saying “huh? Looks the same to me.”). I’d eventually like to spread the whole content area right across the whole page, but that is left to the future. I also changed my Current Listening for the first time in a while from Beck to the Flaming Lips’ new album. So far it’s great and I continue to hope Beck will add a Philly date to his tour with the Lips.

My first time at Doc’s was interesting. I got there a little early and had a drink before the open mic started. An old man sat next to me tossing profanities at the TV, the President, and me. Luckily he knew what was good for him and left the bar instead of backing up his claim to “kick my ass.” He kind of reminded me of the old guy in the bar from “Big Daddy.” The bartenders at Doc’s are really nice, although I don’t think any of them have been working there longer than a month. Every one I talked to said they had started in the last few weeks. Not that they were spilling drinks and miscalculating change. They all seemed like great bartenders, but don’t be surprised if their turnover rate replaces all the nice ones with new surly ones by the time you go there.

Adam Brodsky’s manager Mary ran the open mic and as usual I got the call to play first. I belted out quick versions of “Why Now Satan,” “I Hope I Die on the Moon,” and “The Genius of it All.” Later on, I performed “All My Dreams are in Cartoon” after everyone else played a set. Most of the people playing were decent. Carson’s Machine plays Radiohead influenced acoustic rock and Ross sings Brodskyesque songs lamenting ex-girlfriends, cover bands, etc.

I watched “A Clockwork Orange” again the other night and I realized the brainwashing doctor’s name is Dr. Brodsky. Maybe Adam’s rejection of folk music is coerced by psychological/biological manipulation.

“I’m a Lesbian Trapped in a Man’s Body” was added to the 302 Music MP3 station on MP3.com. 302 Music is a site for upcoming artists in the Newark, DE area, so now I can at least say I’m big in Delaware.

I made a few changes to the site tonight. The whole page now centers instead of resting on the left side (users in 800×600 are saying “huh? Looks the same to me.”). I’d eventually like to spread the whole content area right across the whole page, but that is left to the future. I also changed my Current Listening for the first time in a while from Beck to the Flaming Lips’ new album. So far it’s great and I continue to hope Beck will add a Philly date to his tour with the Lips.