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GeekBlog
He's exceeded 2000 posts on his blog and he's still going strong. Yes, Geek is a geek with stamina.
Not all his posts are comprehensible to the average computer user, of course, being aimed at people who actually know what's inside their beige boxes:
"CodeMeister, the machine I was planning on using, is having some technical difficulties. You see, I foolishly put the buggy 6GB in it, thinking tossing it on the slave position would solve the problems. Well, it now holds my Red Hat install, as well as my Win 2000 Pro install. Sadly, it also holds my Grub bootloader, which I cannot boot without. Needless to say, my computer is mega fubared, and I highly doubt I will be able to get my files, saved games and other stuff off the drive. I may, though, install the two Linux distro's still, at 2GB each."
If you understand that lot, then you're probably a kindred spirit.
In the spirit of the early Internet, Geek wants information to be free and is angered by anti-Internet radio laws in Britain and has something to say about the redesign of Wired magazine's Web site, too.
Naturally the blog itself runs smoothly; posts are even classified by type so you can just read the ones about Linux if you choose.

V.2.2
Formerly V2.1, this blog sees the world from a very geeky point of view.
A shelving project isn't just "I built some shelves today" but occasion for a detailed description of piece sizes, tool brands and the exact order in which things were done.
And, of course, there is always room for improvement.
As there seems to be in his fitness; after a day's exercise he complained that "THEN to make matters worse the X10 unit did not want to turn on the kitchen light so I had to do it MANUALLY!" (the X10 unit being an automatic sensor switch).
Sometimes we get to hear about his work, which is enjoyable when he's tweaking computer networks, not so much when he's playing "copier repair guy".
Whatever the task, this is one geek who attacks the problem doggedly until it's fixed.

Rambling Geek Blog
"I want to be a mad scientist, but I don't have the degree, creds, or experience to sign on with a good position."
Instead, Owen rambles geekily on his blog, paying little or no attention to outdated concepts like plot or reason.
He rarely mentions actual technology, preferring instead to blog about geeky topics, like his idea for a fast-food restaurant ("Neutrino Burgers and Quantum Shakes"), how much he loves his favourite soft drink, and occasionally focuses on his body hair for good measure. Geeky enough?

Kermit the Blog
He loves his Mac. He posts links to really cool new hand-held computing toys. He muses on whether the iPod should support image display: "At first I thought 'What a useless feature. Why would I want to look at pictures on my iPod?'." I can see myself, strolling through the mall, when I'm suddenly overcome by an overwhelming urge to see my dog's face! Thank goodness I have my iPod with me! Crisis averted!."
He cares, really cares, about the way the crew of the Star Trek series Enterprise behaves: "It ticks me off that our early space explorers are the 'ugly tourists'."
He lists his top sci-fi movies, and complains about not having one toy that will do everything for him.No doubt about Dave's geeky credentials. No doubt at all.

(channelling James Brown)
I feel good!
the new place is on a busy road. this sucks. so I slept in a spare room down the back of the house, by myself. which means I actually slept well for a change. which means my brain is actually ON today!
whoo-hoo. look out world.

see, this is what blogs are good for.
this Canadian man was injured in Bali; brought to Melbourne. his friend kept this blog for him. he died last night.
the burns units at the melbourne and Perth hospital have been working hell for leather ever since it happened. a friend of mine went to school with a girl who died two days ago.
the burns operations have to be done in 36 degree heat because the patients can't regulate their temperatures. every time I have contact with drs and nurses in hospitals here, I marvel at their near-uniform patience and care. in this case it's saintly; these burns victims are very hard to save.
after September 11 there were very few patients for the hospitals.

there's 110 comments on the final post on this blog.
my column for next week is on Halloween blogs. wonder if I should scrap that and do this one. it's an amazing thing.

and I'm very worried aobut the smaller goldfish. fish don't travel very well. I expect he'll be an ex-fish in the morning, and there's nothing I can do about it.

yet another moving day. what is there to say about schlepping suitcases in and out, driving up and down Warrigal Road?
the less the better, really.
so here we are in Mt Waverley, me wishing I was in Elwood instead.
oh, and husband goes away for 3 days on Monday. just as mother-in-law arrives to this normally empty house.
she's lovely and all, but I don't want to live with my own parents...

Stolen from Doonesbury
via blogdex.

nine of the 13 root DNS servers went down this morning. and Louis Touton says "these things happen"
not they don't. they shouldn't. if they all crashed, the Net wouldn't collapse. but things would get slow and messy. that's why there are 13 of them.

headache gone. but it left behind a crick in my neck that means that if you come up behind me on the left, I have to turn my entire body like Lurch to look at you. so looking forward to spending the day working on a keyboard with this going on. and the lovely Michael, who can fix it, is not at work until next week. blagh.

"for those of us who truly appreciate giant pumpkins"

a desk that turns into a bed. I want one. no, two. three.

housework can be strangely soothing.
I mean, if I had nothing else to do, ever, and a nice house, what luxury it would be to simply potter all day, rearranging fruit and weeding the garden. by some definitions this would be wasting my life.
but it only galls me when I'm conscious of what else I should be doing. when it's the main game (like now, as we prepare to move out of this house-sit), it's not entirely unsatisfying. of course I don't have kids messing things up. the husband is fairly good at that anyway.

bike ride report: a storm brewing, warm evening, bright grey sky and a ripper of a tailwind. top speed; approximately 32km/h. took me about an hour and five to do a ninety-minute ride. wheeee!!

links and average rents for rentals in Melbourne. this will be useful when plotting my escape from Mt Waverly, where I nearly grew up and where my husband wants to incarcerate me for the rest of the time it will take to renovate the place where we used to live, and maybe will again. one perfect day.

can I just say, right, that if I ever find the so-and-so who invented the migraine headache, there will be blood on the floor.
I mean, they hurt. they really hurt. it’s like a small ball of throbbing pain behind my left eye is radiating out across my whole body.
and the slightest bright light, loud noise or sudden movement makes it dance and pulse.
came home from class early. I’d thought a swim might fix it, but maybe the pool wasn’t cold enough. thank God for good ol’ American superstrength over-the-counter painkillers, icepacks so cold you lose all feeling in your forehead, and husbands willing to dig their thumbs into the base of your neck.

trying to work; mental block about the last tv show site for my column.
wondering if my Vicnet ISP account is dead, and if so, why they keep hosting me.
sleepy.
spent the day socialising, then working hard to try to stop the garden at home from dying.

I like this: a telemarketing "counter-script".
via Hoopty. you know where he is.

after reading this Wired article about artificial sight (complete with some rather excessive phrasing, methinks), I had some fairly trippy moments. because it is an amazing thing, all those reflected light beams being converted into cool phenomena by electrical current. if you think too hard about how you're seeing the table in front of you, its texture and colour, it will start to seem not quite real. a bit like an image conveyed by computer.

useful metaphor; that feeling you get when you have just closed the front door behind you. with your keys inside.

and why this isn't # 1 on Blogdex, I cannot imagine.

you can tell I'm meant to be working on uni stuff, can't you?
a page about common phrases, which Batgrl would love. via Unadorned, a meetup blogger who is now in Montreal and has a lovely elegant design. unlike this site, which has lovely elephant design.
what else can I waste time on?

even though I know I have lots of people coming here whom I don't know, I still find it slightly disconcerting when someone I don't know - in this case in my own town - links to me. she looks cool enough. also links to grumpygirl, has an ezine project. I suspect we are connected somehow through the local blog meetup. still, am I funky enough for such company?