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20110413
No wonder I get so many of these...
20110312
remodeling pics
The remodeling continues, slowly and I'm sure that there will be a nice, long and ranty post about the whole process when it's finally finished. For now, here's a link to the pictures I've taken so far to document the experience:
20110218
disk drives!
<@Pwe> the jiggabytes are flyin
<@Pwe> we live in amazing times
<@Pwe> i pushed a button on the internet and 4TB of disk appeared in less than three days for under $200
<@Pwe> that's fucking MAGIC
<@Pwe> 2TB external drives are under $100 each?
<@Pwe> GET OFF MY GODDAMN LAWN
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open letter (a driving rant)
To the random brain donor 1/4 mile behind me on the 280 this morning driving the biege Toyota:
Holy shit you're an asshole! That CHP unit was visible for TWO SOLID MILES, I covered my brakes for FIVE SECONDS to let you assholes[1] know he was there and you STILL got popped! Seriously, how do you manage that? All those nannies^Wdriver aids can't spot fucking cops for you, can they? Free clue: when the murdered out Mustang with the obnoxious exhaust and the roll bar brakes for no apparent reason, FIGURE OUT THE REASON.
Here. I'll break this shit down into little words that your minuscule brain MIGHT be able to grasp.
Over the years I've spent a lot of money, time and sweat making myself into a passable race car driver. Normal freeway driving is so slow compared to the limits of my abilities that we might as well not be moving, ok? Now, in return for my not going all speed racer on your gutless ass - which I assure you I have the ability to do[2] - you can do me the favor of PAYING FUCKING ATTENTION TO WHAT YOU'RE DOING. I mean, shit, driving is the most dangerous thing that, what 95%[3] of us are going to do today, right?
Holy fucking $god. Hang up the phone. Don't text. Quit stuffing your pork-rind encrusted face. Shut your asshole passenger up. Whatever you need to do, but PAY ATTENTION. My fucking life depends on it, dickwad. Hey, here's another free clue: if you want to go to sleep, set your cruise control to a LEGAL SPEED.
FUCK.
Die in a fire,
Jason
[1] I don't know why I bother. I could give a tin shit if you knuckle draggers get tickets.
[2] There are plenty of faster drivers than me. Statistically, the guy next to me on the freeway isn't one of them.
[3] This number is pulled straight out of my fucking ass. Bite me.
