Archive for the ‘Some People’s Children’ Category
Arden said she had replaced the mailbox at the Aldridge home when she was working in Indiana a couple years ago. I told her I’d replaced it when I was in high school in the 80s, and she now has to inform her first child “like my father before me, and his father before him, I have maintained the Aldridge Mailbox, a sacred duty, and in twenty five years or so you must return to our ancestral home and make sure it is in good form”
Looked at it on street view, it’s been moved across the driveway, and built to better specifications.
I think it’s more of a plinth now. Not sure what the next evolution might be.
New job allows (well, requires) that I work from home. It would be difficult to over-state the improvement in my overall mood from not having a commute – I was down to 20 minutes each way previously, now I can wake up, shower, and I’m at work.
My sister tweeted that a second-worst parking lot exists in her town. My mind sees an ordered list, from worst to best – and I immediately imagine all of the shenanigans of people at or near the top of the list, trying to climb one more slot.
Oh, they copied our “free detailing while you shop”? Add a foot massage to the complimentary shuttle!
I can see whole factions forming. Abandoning shitty cars to clog up other parking lots, paying teenagers to hang out late at night – drinking beer and shooting bottle rockets off to give competitors a bad rep. All is fair in love and parking!
I thought of this Onion article and how it could apply to parking lots – maybe complimentary double parking, quadruple parking if you’re a savings club member? There are, of course, other shenanigans to engage in, but I’m done.
I wonder where the worst parking lot is in Moscow? I’m thinking the one in front of Subway – if you’re heading out of town, that left is a bitch.
At Sakuracon I talked to a Seattle-area foodie (wish I’d gotten his contact info to say thanks) who let me know about $10 phở. Phở is the one dish I have missed the most from the bay area – you can buy it in Seattle, but it always seemed a poor imitation.
No more. I walked in around 12:15, was seated in the bar, and ordered a Nguyen Dynasty and the Phở Tái Nạm. One of the songs from Cowboy Bebop was playing overhead – if Spike and Shikkoku had showed up, it wouldn’t have surprised me. The broth was what I’ve been looking for – very rich. The meat was excellent. About halfway through the bowl I ordered an Old Fashioned, which was a very strong pour. I was done about 12:45 but finished the bottle of water and listened to the music for a while. Greatly enjoyed the experience.
24 is killed off in Season 3 of the Venture Brothers. Jackson and Doc riff on this in the commentary tracks on the DVDs – which nobody listens to, apparently, because people still argue about 24 being alive.
So here it is – warning, five meg mp3 – a supercut of every mention of 24’s death from the Season 3 commentary.
Stop crying and change your ways.
Anyone who flees on foot when the cops have a dog is a god damned moron.
At that point, you can either go to prison, or go to the hospital and then go to prison. You’re not going to outrun any German Shepherd, and chasing and biting people is literally this specific dog’s favorite thing. Motherfucker loves to bite people. He’s probably spent most of his life, since he was a puppy, being trained to chase and bite motherfuckers. This shit is like the Super Bowl and Grad night all rolled together for him.
You see how he’s pulling on his harness? He’s like “FUCKING, LET ME GO! LET ME BITE HIM! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU I’M A DOG! I’M A DOOOOOOG FUCK YOOOOU! I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP AS SOON AS HE LETS GO OF ME I SWEAR TO GOD, I SWEAR TO GOD LET ME GO LET ME GO IWANNABITEHIMSOBAD LET ME GO LETMEFUCKINGGOOOOOOOO”
He does that every time, and his handler pretty much NEVER lets him do his thing. And now, this time, miraculously, he has. He’s let go of the harness, and now this majestic beast is at last fulfilling his purpose as a living missile, and my god is he ever thrilled about it.
And you, with your stumpy little human legs, overabundance of slow twitch muscle fibers, and soft, delicate skin, are going to try to run from this 80 lb mass of muscle and enthusiasm with a bear trap on the end? Good luck, you stupid, stupid asshole. I’ll see you in the Timothy Treadwell Memorial Ward for People Who Predictably Had Their Shit Ruined by Large Predators. Shine on, you idiotic diamond.
- Log on to Mac (easier to demonstrate on MacBook) running OS X 10.10.2 with an account that requires a password.
- Enable immediate screen lock on said Mac (prefs, security and privacy, general, check “require password immediately after sleep or screen saver begins”
- Start Minecraft launcher, launch Minecraft 1.8.3. Be sure it is full screen (options, video settings, full screen, on)
- Close MacBook lid, wait for light to turn out.
- Open lid.
Expected behavior: MacBook is locked, must enter password to interact with Minecraft
Observed behavior: MacBook is locked, Minecraft is still running full screen, can interact freely
When you quit Minecraft, the MacBook is locked. You also can’t clover-tab to other, running apps. I don’t know how to exploit this to defeat the lock screen – I’m sure someone has an exploit to shell out of Minecraft. I only have machines running 10.10.2 so I can’t test on older versions. I only tested this on Minecraft 1.8.3.