Now that looks like a game worth paying for, a real adventure game is much harder to find these days, especially that’s much more then run around shoot’em all, then when their all dead, try to ask a question or two about where the exit sign is >_>
Year: 2008
Oh, what a nap lol
laid down around 2300Q, set the TV to th end of Multiplicity, since Gung Ho was going to start after it. I figured, lay down a bit and then get to work on stuff. Next thing I know, I’ve barely got one eye open and Gung Ho is almost over. Next thing I know, it’s over and the time is past 0139.
I need to get my todo list sorted, as to what I’m going to be doing this weekend. Gee, wouldn’t it rock if I didn’t have to plan 3 days in advance or something lol.
oy vey
Woke up early, ~0730Q for a leak, so I was still fairly awake around 0900Q when things picked up…. A wonderful leaking pipe in the utility room, += fixed after 1100Q, == late for work and *too* late to bother with the days op. So yet another day off work, without wages.
On the up side, I managed to catch ALIENS on Cable. I’m off until Tuesday afternoon, so hopefully…. pardoning any more desasiteres, things can’t get much worse lol.
Oh man, I should shut my mouth while I still can lol.
Writer’s Block: Fright Show
‘Tis the season for scary movies. Some rank The Evil Dead as the best horror film of all time. What is your favorite scary movie?
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For me, that’s a relatively hard thing to think of. There has only really been one movie that ever really scared me. There have been a few that have made be uncomfortable over the years, but nothing ‘scary’ for the most part. Simply put, I know it’s a movie lol.
I don’t particularly care much for horror movies, unless their is something much more interesting then trying to freak people out. Books and games are better for that, because it’s a more immersive medium. Hmm, that reminds me… There was one game that did scare me a fair bit when I was younger, Resident Evil. But that was fairly minimal, because I was strongly decided, that if such an absurd thing as zombies ever appeared out of no where taking over most of the city, my arsenal of squirt guns, super soakers, and other weapons would have to also be capable of firing a zombie melting fluid, that never runs out >_>.
Ahh, the imagination of children… Sometimes scary, sometimes a safe guard against fear. It’s always good for a kid to be able to tell the difference between make believe, and reality, without losing the ability to be creative.
When it comes to movies, I much prefer comedy, action, and science fiction flicks.
What a screamin’ and hollerin’ filled day, AGAIN!.
Let’s see, where do I start?
Stuck getting up for work, overslept and got bitched at..
When we’re about to leave for work, the battery is discharged.
So I end up walking the dogs, but Coco doesn’t get her turn because their is no time.
So Ma calls the place from yesterday to get someone out here with jumper cables for the car…
Then it’s a waiting for the road service, because the place from yesterday don’t know their ass from a hole in the ground. And coco is whining because she didn’t get to go out.
The guy with the tow truck and jumper cables explains the battery problem is bacause the internal lights were stuck in the always on position -> BP or PAC, piss on you!
So we head to the normal family mechanic… Good guy, know him and his wife from church.
The alternator is still working (thankfully), so the battery charges and passes sanity checks when hooked up to a voltmeter. He also dismantled something on the engine and whatever he pushed had the same effect as putting the gas pedal flat on the deck,
Ma decides to get a new battery, since it was 3 years old… Which is roughly another $100 between battery / service / warranty / whatever.
I spend ~50% of my laptops own battery charge righting code.
5 minute down the road, the engines running worse then ever… return to mechanic, and guess what? I hose up top near the crankcase was cracked. As far as I can tell from google and his description, it was probably some kind of breather tube for a PCV system.
Son of a bitch, replacing that tube has fixed the cars chugging up and down the road, which has been driving Ma crazy, for what? Nearly 3+ years by now loool.
It is always the simple things in life that getcha !!! Be it a broken serpentine belt driving the alternator and power steering among other things, leaving a light on, just righting to the teletypewriter device, or replacing a stupid hose that helps regulate the amount of air / gases in the chamber to the right levels.
Get stuck going shopping, since we missed work, and I bloody hate grocery shopping !!!!!
I managed to leak the trooper by accident over instant messenger, and had to change it in a hurry, then report myself for stupidity.
To top it off, there is almost nothing on TV; just Keeping The Faith.
Scratch that, to make it even worse! I just ended up having to rub her royal majesties feet.
If tomorrow is like today, yesterday, or worse, I am really taking the weekend off doing shit for awhile loooooooooooool.
Bartender: Let me get this straight, I’m talking to a priest who went on a
bender, because his best friend; a rabbi, stole his girl.Priest: Right
Bartender: I want to thank you for telling my this story.
Priest: Why?
Bartender: Because now I can retire.
Priest: You have to give me advice, that’s what this is supposed to be about.
Bartender: Oh GOD, what do I know? I half Punjabi Sikh, one quarter Tummel
separatist, my sister married a Jewish doctor from New Jersey, and our
other grandmother was an Irish nun; who left me this bar, which is a VERY
long story.Priest: You’re a Sikh, Catholic, Muslim, with Jewish in-laws?
Bartender: Yes, yes, it is very complicated… I’m reading dynetics.
Priest: I don’t blame you.
Priest: I thank you for listening to me, I feel like I should ask you for my
penanceBartender: I don’t do penance, I do shots!
both: *snorts* Hahaha
*pours them both another shot*
Bartender: I tell you what I know
Bartender: May those who love us, love us. And those who don’t love us – may
GOD turn their hearts. And if HE cannot turn their hearts, may HE turn their
ankles, so that we may know them by their limpingPriest: *nods agreement*
Ever wonder just what gcc does?
Terry@vectra-$ cat > test.c
#include <stdio.h>
int
main(int argc, char **argv) {
int i;
printf("%s ", argv[0]);
for (i=1; i < argc; ++i) {
if (argv[i][0] != ' ') {
printf("%s ", argv[i]);
}
}
return printf("n");
}
Terry@vectra-$ gcc -v test.c -o test-bin
Reading specs from /usr/lib/gcc-lib/i386-unknown-openbsd4.3/3.3.5/specs
Configured with:
Thread model: single
gcc version 3.3.5 (propolice)
/usr/lib/gcc-lib/i386-unknown-openbsd4.3/3.3.5/cc1 -quiet -v -D__GNUC__=3 -D__GNUC_MINOR__=3 -D__GNUC_PATCHLEVEL__=5 test.c -quiet -dumpbase test.c -auxbase test -Wall -W -Wpointer-arith -Wbad-function-cast -std=c99 -version -o /tmp//ccj26536.s
GNU C version 3.3.5 (propolice) (i386-unknown-openbsd4.3)
compiled by GNU C version 3.3.5 (propolice).
GGC heuristics: --param ggc-min-expand=46 --param ggc-min-heapsize=30393
#include "..." search starts here:
#include <...> search starts here:
/usr/include
End of search list.
as -o /tmp//cca26536.o /tmp//ccj26536.s
/usr/lib/gcc-lib/i386-unknown-openbsd4.3/3.3.5/collect2 --eh-frame-hdr -e __start -Bdynamic -dynamic-linker /usr/libexec/ld.so -o test-bin /usr/lib/crt0.o /usr/lib/crtbegin.o -L/usr/lib/gcc-lib/i386-unknown-openbsd4.3/3.3.5 /tmp//cca26536.o -lgcc -lc -lgcc /usr/lib/crtend.o
Terry@vectra-$ ./test-bin arg1 arg2 arg3 arg4 arg5
./test-bin arg1 arg2 arg3 arg4 arg5
Terry@vectra-$
What a nightmare
One of the more sane but terrifying parts of my dreams….
A brunette sits down next to me, while I’m working on a project, and starts asking questions. Although she defiantly failed the computer-intelligence test, she was quite inquisitive…
The thing that makes it a terrifying nightmare?
I was more interested in whatever I was coding, then talking to the woman :
I must be working to hard….
Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.
Well a man come on the 6 o’clock news
Said somebody’s been shot, somebody’s been abused
Somebody blew up a building
Somebody stole a car
Somebody got away
Somebody didn’t get too far, yeah
They didn’t get too farGrandpappy told my pappy, back in my day, son
A man had to answer for the wicked that he done
Take all the rope in Texas
Find a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys
Hang them high in the street for all the people to see thatJustice is the one thing you should always find
You got to saddle up your boys
You got to draw a hard line
When the gun smoke settles we’ll sing a victory tune
We’ll all meet back at the local saloon
We’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces
Singing whiskey for my men, beer for my horsesWe got too many gangsters doing dirty deeds
We’ve got too much corruption, too much crime in the streets
It’s time the long arm of the law put a few more in the ground
Send ’em all to their maker and he’ll settle ’em down
You can bet he’ll set ’em down ’causeJustice is the one thing you should always find
You got to saddle up your boys
You got to draw a hard line
When the gun smoke settles we’ll sing a victory tune
We’ll all meet back at the local saloon
We’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces
Singing whiskey for my men, beer for my horsesWe got too many gangsters doing dirty deeds
We’ve got too much corruption, too much crime in the streets
It’s time the long arm of the law put a few more in the ground
Send ’em all to their maker and he’ll settle ’em down
You can bet he’ll set ’em down ’causeJustice is the one thing you should always find
You got to saddle up your boys
You got to draw a hard line
When the gun smoke settles we’ll sing a victory tune
We’ll all meet back at the local saloon
We’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces
Singing whiskey for my men, beer for my horsesWe got too many gangsters doing dirty deeds
We’ve got too much corruption, too much crime in the streets
It’s time the long arm of the law put a few more in the ground
Send ’em all to their maker and he’ll settle ’em down
You can bet he’ll set ’em down ’cause— Beer for my horses, Toby Keith and Willie Nelson.
automotive – econofix.com
http://www.econofix.com/index.html
useful
What a day !!!
Woke up early, fairly good for a change, but still… 30min before I had to get dressed for work lol.
On the way out of the complex I thought I smelled something, noted it for comment if I still smelled it in a bit, thought it was just something in the terrain. Also heard an odd raddle, but hey… She’s a F.O.R.D.
About ~25 metre down the road, Ma is like “I can’t steer!” and said the AMP light was on the display; so I told her to pull over while their was still a place to pull over.
A quick thumb through the cars manual to make sure of what the bleeding heck the amp light might mean, aside from a low battery (that’s still got 2 years on the warrenty, and hopefully the specs to back it up) says to have the electrical system checked (real helpful). So I got out, popped the hood, and took a quick scan of things.
Sure enough a look at the alternator revealed a broken belt 🙁
I was just happy it’s the belt & tensioner instead of an electicral problem… That would be as good as totaled fincially, but getting the belt and the tensioner done is only ~$150 or so. Ma called the clients we were supposed to work for, and they came out and got us (their very good folk). I started work on the monster sized house myself, while Ma took care of getting the car towed.
Despite a very large work area, I actually made quite a not of headway… Expecting to have to complete everything but the mopping without aid.
Then Ma got in, and I had to brief her twice on what I had gotten done, to avoid her redoing it *grrr*. To be followed by a lot of interupts, hence a sudden drop in productivity… lol.
Got off work around 1630~1700, which is pretty late; usually we get done around 1500, but I only got to start solo around 1052~1058.
As usual, I skipped any concept of breakfast, but we got off late, so I skipped lunch — stopping for lunch takes to long. I’m somewhat like a camel really; little food & water, good imunity to temparure change, barely any rest, and still works like a dog… lol.
At least though, the volume of dinner made of for the lack of lunch xD
A a side effect of everything, since the car won’t be fixed until tomorrow, I’m off work… so it’s just a quetion of whether or not I’ll be both home and available to get stuff done.
Still, it does make me wish I knew more about cars. I know just enough to understand how they work, but not enough to fix them lol. Hmm… that reminds me of a family joke haha, about the person I’m named for. I was named after a close friend of my parants, who introduced them; but as the story goes. My Dad, who could rip an engine apart and put it back together again; called up my mom to explain that he wouldn’t be making it into town, because Terry took apart the Corvairs engine apart, and had parts left over xD
Someday, I think I’d love to take an engine apart (with the manual as he did), and find out if I’d have parts left over or do it right. If I did have parts left over or fouled it up, I could just imagine my father cursing a blue streak from beyond the grave… lol.