Me: Dell D610, I am unable to transfer some files to my desktop machine. What's up?
D610: 10010100101110010110101010110101010110101
Me: Why is the Workstation service not running? Shouldn't that start automatically when you boot?
D610: 0100010101111010101010110100101010101
Me: It did, but then you stopped it? Why would you do that?
D610: 00101000100101011101010010101010101010111010101
Me: Okay, I restarted the service. Why did the sound just cut out?
D610: 10010101110101011010101010101010
Me: You stopped the Windows Audio service. STOP KILLING SERVICES!
D610: 10010010101011011010101011010
Me: 'I'm afraid I can't do that, Dave'. Ha ha, very funny.
D610: 010101001011011101010010101
Me: You've been acting erratically since I got you. You need to shape up.
D610: 00101010
Me: Yeah? Well $@#& you, too!
D610: 0010101010100252353452
Me: Wait, what?!
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Open For Business
This Christmas I gave my wonderful girlfriend Donna the gift of Etsy. Etsy is an online marketplace where talented artisans like herself can market and sell her wares. I know what you're thinking: what a crappy present. Any moron could register for a website. I didn't say it was the only present I gave her.
Anyway, after creating some beautiful jewelry she is ready for business. To take a look at her wares, visit Originals By Donna. More pieces are on the way. Do your part to support our dreams of early retirement today!
Anyway, after creating some beautiful jewelry she is ready for business. To take a look at her wares, visit Originals By Donna. More pieces are on the way. Do your part to support our dreams of early retirement today!
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Summer Movies in February
A bunch of movie trailers for summer. Link via Instapundit.
Facebook Is Like Pravda With A Worse User Interface
As I have said before, I am always late to jump on the latest fad. With that in mind, I recently got on Facebook. After a short time I found a recently-created group for my high school graduating class. I joined, said hello, sent out a bunch of friend requests, all that happy crap.
It wasn't until a week later that I went back through all the old messages and found the following exchange (names omitted to protect those guilty %@*!&!!#).
It wasn't until a week later that I went back through all the old messages and found the following exchange (names omitted to protect those guilty %@*!&!!#).
- "Is Jay Winkus in prison or CEO of a software firm?" (Are those the only two choices? And why did they spell my name wrong?)
- "Last time I heard anything about Jay was a visit from the FBI for some security clearance he was getting with the... Air Force...I think. That was 1991." (Hey! This is actually true! The government did a background check for my Air Force security clearance.)
- "Jay Winkus took over a small Latin American country and is serving as Dictator/Chief Head-Banger for life." (What do you mean, "small"? I'm okay with the rest of it though.)
I found this exchange very amusing. If I had read it before announcing my presence, I would have had a lot more fun with it though.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Because It's A Great Song
The Bottle Rockets' Radar Gun. The song starts about a 55 seconds in, after all the banter.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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