Or at least too pretentious. Thanks to being unable to resist a year of webhosting and a domain registration for the absurdly low price of $9, I now have my own journalish website. I'll still keep reading LJ, but if you're curious about me, head on over to vacillatingvelocity.com

Hello out there in internet-land! I am about to embark on what will surely be an epic journey through the northwestern chunk of This Great Land, and I will likely have intensely sporadic access to email during the trek (although these days, unsecure WiFi is about six months away from coming free in your Frosted Flakes Of Probably Not Rat Heads). I ( Read more... )

I would just like to point out, for the record, that I am writing this post while sitting in a car on the side of the road on Kirkwood Meadows Drive. It appears I am close enough to a condo where some unknown benefactor has left their wireless 'net unguarded, and I get to check email as snow falls down onto each of the 360 degrees of windows that ( Read more... )

It appears that, much like the boy that cries wolf, my thick veneer of sarcasm might occasionally cause people to mistake my sincerity for flippancy. So, just for the record, and to get the mundane details out of the way ( Read more... )

(apologies to alongtheway, whose journal I was in the midst of posting a comment in when vanity took over and I decided I wanted this Deep Thought more clearly marked "MINE!")

My housemate's fraternal twin brother loaned us Gran Turismo 4 and his racing seat / force feedback steering wheel setup. It does a remarkably good job of conveying your virtual car's ( Read more... )

Dear Posterity ( Read more... )

The next time I play "I never," and someone says, "I never fractured my spine", I have to drink.

In continuing a trend where I'm trying to make a point of verbalizing the seemingly endless flow of thoughts, feelings, and ideas I've been internalizing recently: goodbye, politics. Disillusionment doesn't even cover it. I'm declaring myself Apathetic Towards The Machine. I've unsubscribed from all the mailing lists - the DNC, MoveOn, America ( Read more... )

I'm fairly certain that HP Proliant DL320 1U rackmount servers are, on some distant, genetic level, the descendants of banshees. And I'm currently sharing my office with one. I'm doing my best to ignore the fact that I'm good at working with computers and can get paid pretty decent money to do so, because these days, I hate them.

I just got my first valentine of the day (well, second, really - thanks johnnystiletto!). It was from Southwest Airlines, and was a flash greeting that invites you to use an animated nutcracker to break open a peanut and reveal what appear to be testicles with love notes on them. If I even remotely bought into this holiday, I think this would dramatically ( Read more... )