Archive for July 25th, 2011

Charles Krauthammer was on Lou Dobbs this afternoon when I stepped out of work to go buy some more Red Bull ™.

He was quoted:

This is Obama at his most sanctimonious, demagogic, self-righteous and arrogant. And given the baseline, it wasn’t a pretty sight. Look, he started out by summoning the leaders of Congress – summoning them at 11:00. Who does he think he is? In the American system the Executive and Congress are co-equal. The way he demanded their appearance in the Oval Office I thought was disgraceful. . . . The President offered nothing except if you go in the back room my staff will give you tick-tock – a detail of everything I was supposed to have given. He has never once spoken about real cuts. And lastly, what was interesting is even at the late date where he says that the fate of the republic hangs on the debt ceiling extension, he said if given a short extension of say half a year, I won’t accept it. Why? Because he says I want this to go past Election Day. That is self-serving and political and he pretends he is the one who is not interested in politics. – Charles Krauthammer with compelling reasons why it’s fair to say Obama is being a piss-poor individual about now


Ever have a Monday and it just didn’t stop being one all day long?

I got to work and said “Hmmm, I could have sworn I left my computer on when I left on Friday.”

I hit the power button and heard the familiar Hmwwwoooommm and the dreaded Fwooom as it shut down.

That cycle repeated itself two or three times with the minimal input from me and then I smelled the smell that says “Hi!  Remember me?  I’m the smell of burning transformers and the cinders of dreams!”

I went down to ID10T Killer’s office and said “Dude, I’ve got great news!”   No, I didn’t, actually.  What I said was more like “Wow, this is great, I think my computer is burning up!”

Or something like that.

He remarked that I was a sorry piece of shite or something like that (and hurt my feelings, badly, which is what you look for in a good friend) and told me to bring my computer down.

He smelled the smells to be smelled, immediately tossed out a universal card reader that is a documented POS, and started in on replacing the 653 1/29th Watt power supply.  Partway through this delicate operation he said “How long has the fan been like that?”

“Huh?” I said, looking over his shoulder.   He held up a 5″ fan that only turned freely in the sense that as you pushed it around using ten pounds of force you did it in the US of A.  At least it was a free country as of this morning.  I hung around for a while and watched as he finished the last connection of the new supply and turned the computer on.

Hmwwwwooooom – POP – Zap – (poof).

Showing my amazing grasp of the obvious I said “That’s not good, right?”

“No.”   ID10T Killer has this way of pursing his lips when he says “no” that also shouts out that you are probably one of the dumbest invertebrates he’s ever seen walk the earth.  What is humbling about this is that he’s the father of a 19 year old son – he knows what he’s talking about.

I got closer and looked inside the case while he punched the button again.

HWM-<b>POP</b>!!!11!! (eleventy, even)

There was this big arc/spark/puff right there on the motherboard.

“You are going to need another computer.”

I pursed my lips and said “Really.”

Later ID10T Killer came by to tell me that the boss said I can’t have a new computer but I am going to inherit the computer of an old co-worker – an 8-Core with 48GB of RAM and a smokin’ video card.  This just only barely makes up for the laptop I’ve been using today to do solid models on.   That laptop was at one time highly optimized and cutting edge, designed to squeeze the most out of Windows 3.1.

Update:  It was a 5-1/3 core CPU that runs at 3.3GHz half the time and 300MHz the other half, and 37GB of RAM.  ID10T Killer said so.  He wouldn’t lie to me.


Oh, by the way, if you haven’t seen the movie “Moon” with Sam Rockwell, you might want to check it out.  I lump it in with “The Quiet Earth” and “Until the End of the World” in texture/taste/feel, but I really enjoyed it.


Saw this one this weekend.  Boy gets bamboo sword through the neck – turns out just fine.  Fair warning the link has a link itself to a pic of him and his mom prior to having it removed.  They both look so maximum serious, as you should expect.

And to lighten that load, get a load of this.  Russian women encouraged to get nekkid in support of Putin.  Thank you, Fark, for that one.  That was a fun read.

The campaign, being run by a group calling itself the “Putin Army,” posted a promotional video on a Russian social networking website over the weekend calling for women to rip their clothes off in support of Putin.

“I’m just crazy about a man who changed our country,” a voice-over says, as busty “Diana” walks through Moscow.


Later in the video, Diana and two friends paint “I’ll tear [clothes off] for Putin” onto T-shirts before ripping them off and calling for other “young, smart and beautiful” girls to “tear off something for Putin” and post a video of it online. The winning entry will take home an iPad.

The implication being that someone should be present to appreciate the gesture, which I’m pretty sure didn’t present a grave difficulty.

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