One bourbon, one scotch, and one mav

This report (from BoingBoing) tells the story about what amounts to a prison camp right in New York City. Gotta love the US. We love everybody, so long as they’re white, Republican Christians.

No word about the job. None. I’ve been thinking a lot, and the panic is really starting to set in. If I keep going to school, I’m going to be coming back to Twin Falls with an effectively useless degree and no prospects. But if I cut my losses now I really have no prospects either, and no education to leverage. So, I appear to be stuck between the ever-so-popular rock and hard place. God, I’ve really made myself a nicely-packed mountain of shit out of my life, haven’t I? Oh well, when I’m broke, penniless and working for Dell I can at least look back at my shit-mountain and admire its wonderful symmetry.

Upside: I’ll be back at school on Monday so I’ll have a lot more crap to concentrate on, at least for the interim. So many things I haven’t done, so many things yet to do. I’ll never get them all done.

So I’ve had a lot of free time lately, what with waiting for school or job to start, and so I’ve been looking for things to pass the time - and one can only jack off so much before it starts to get really boring. So I’ve been playing Hangman, it’s one of the coolest Flash games I’ve found in a long time. How can you not like a game that, under the “Reasons to stay inside on a sunny day” list, lists “DOGSHIT EVERYWHERE” as one answer? Plus the soundtrack reminds me of The Neverhoood.

Which I also have, in case you’re an adventure gamer who wants to play it again. Mail me.

Found on Little Fluffy Industries

This page will help you extend or completely disable the “feature” of only ten outbound incomplete TCP/IP connections. Unfortunately, it still won’t fix nmap, since nobody’s figured out how to re-enable raw sockets. Rest assured that if I run into a patch for raw sockets I will also post it here.

Let me clarify a bit:
I am completely aware that this limitation shouldn’t affect modern P2P systems. Nevertheless, I have seen post after post from people whose P2P was broken by SP2 and restored via this patch. Sherlock Holmes’ basic principle would seem to apply in these situations.

I am also aware that limiting incomplete outgoing TCP/IP is designed to bottleneck worm traffic. However, I don’t think those folks like myself who have never ever gotten a worm (and thanks to being ridiculously anal about security, probably never will) should have to deal with the fallout from this modification.

Please don’t go rampantly installing this unless you have noticed lots of 4226 errors in your event log or are having P2P problems and can’t solve it any other way.

So, as I sit here, staring at the LCD on loan from Furby (thanks!) I’m slowly realizing that I’m really, really lame. Many of my friends are camped out at Beta’s place, trying to get some shut-eye before the Great Quakecon Voyage begins really, really early this morning. I really, really want to go with them, to toss my laptop bag and a few clothes in my car and tear ass to Texas.

I am not going.

Why? Several reasons. Poorness, being the first; desperation to get a job being the second. The job that sorta fell into my lap appears to have fallen through my lap and onto the floor and made one helluva mess. The guy that I’m supposed to be talking to in HR won’t call me back. I’m not sure what to do, although I’m pretty sure that it ends with me going down there tomorrow and trying to get some answers as to what’s going on. The end result will be, inevitably, that I will not get the job, because good things simply don’t happen to me, ever.

So, what am I going to do? Go back to school, I guess - no point in stopping now, unless someone’s willing to give me a substantial incentive. I’ll be stuck back in TFC early enough as is, with only 2-2.5 years left in my degree program. Might as well go through the whole thing, even if I still won’t be able to get a job here. Not like it’s gonna change the status quo much.

Wow, I’m really depressed.

Sounds like half a corporate slogan, doesn’t it? I’m sick to death of the goddamn computer business. Sick to fucking death of it. I think I’m going to give up all my hardware and go live in the mountains with a guitar and a lifetime suppy of yellow-pads and hang out and write beautiful poetry and music about the wonder of the mountains and the beauty inherent in the squirrel or shit like that.

No, really.

But seriously folks, this week is sucking complete ass. My tooth hurts like all fucking hell, so I’m going to have to go back to the dentist so he can fix up the shit that he didn’t fix before. My monitor fritzed out on Monday afternoon, seemingly at random, so now I need a new fucking display. On top of it all, I can’t seem to get the folks in charge of the next step of my job application process to give me a call back. I guess I may be going back to school yet again.