All Hallow's Eve
It seemed like a shame to delete all the Hallowe'en submissions coming in today, so let's see if we can figure out something useful to do with them. Tonight is a full moon, which is a bad thing if you happen to be around animals. Several readers sent in Mac O' Lanterns of various types. One soul sent in a Jack O' Linux. This guy carves big pumpkins (be sure to click the arrows to see the finished versions). And if all else fails, bring out the Gimp.
10-31-2001 Duuude, me and my buds have a great idea -- we took our machine and put it in a pumpkin -- we call it "Jack-O-Linux" get it? Linus would be proud!
11-04-2001 JOL (Jack-O-Linux) has begun to smell. I'm beginning to regret not putting in a fan as playing Quake tends to heat it up quite a bit and makes the rotting stench almost unbearable... should've used a Crusoe.
11-06-2001 JOL caught on fire today. I think a piece of rotting pumpkin flesh fell onto the sound card and caused a spark... I'm not really sure though, as I'm afraid to look inside the pumpkin.
11-07-2001 Fabreeze doesn't work on pumkins
11-09-2001 The JOL exploded today as I was browsing slashdot. Apparently the Methane inside the pumkin built up to critical levels. Now my room smells like an odd mixture of farts, pumpkin pie, ozone, and death. Funny thing though -- JOL still boots.
11-10-2001 Drinking with my buds tonight we came up with a great idea: B-E-O-W-O-L-F..
There are 10 types of people in this world, those who can count in binary and those who can't.
Shamelessly stolen from yahoo..
To make the superstitious even more jittery, a constellation associated with the some end-of-the-world beliefs will also be at the top of Wednesday night's sky.
The Seven Sisters constellation, which looks like a small cluster of grapes, has long been a signal for the time of year to honor the dead - such as All Saints Day, Nov. 1.
According to myth, the Seven Sisters constellation is at its highest point in the sky during a great calamity, possibly the biblical flood or the sinking of Atlantis. The Aztecs and Mayans believed it would be overhead at midnight on the night the world comes to an end, Horkheimer said.
The Seven Sisters and the full moon will both be directly overhead at midnight, he said.
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I guess its time to tick off items from my Disaster Check list...
Rapid Nirvana
My (very religious) friend told me today that it's Martin Luther day for Lutherans.
I suggested that he should go trick-or-treating; as a "trick", if people don't give him candy, he could nail the 95 theses to their door.
Don't forget the lovely and talented jack-o-lanterns up for display on Rotten.com.
-j
Torg, come out of the spaceship. Nothing can stop Torg.
After carving my pumpkin last night, a friend noticed that it strongly resembled one famous kernel hacker: http://www.xeme.com/~elanda/pumpkin/possessed.html
Its not just a full moon, its also a blue moon
I'm often said to only get laid one in a blue moon... Hot sex for me tonight! YAY!
Shayne
Today I didn't even have to use my AK; I got to say it was a good day -- Icecube
Back when I was a consultant-for-hire, I worked service contracts for about a couple dozen different companies in Oregon City, Oregon. It's one of the oldest cities in Oregon, and one of the poorest, which meant crawling around attics, pulling cable, and doing other miscellaneous grunt work (SGI support :) in some VERY old buildings.
Well, we had one particularly nasty company under contract in one of the older buildings("The Historic Myers Building", used to be a hospital), built in the 1890s. Plaster walls (that are a BITCH to cut through), pneumatic mail tubes, etc.
This customer was a structural engineering house, and had folks working in there at all hours of the day and night. As such, we tended to get calls in the wee hours of the morning. It was okay.. I was typically up pretty early in the morning myself. I grumbled about it to my boss, but didn't care much..
..Until one night in 1994 that SCARED THE HELL out of me.
I got a support call at about 3 in the morning from one of the engineers. They were having network trouble, and none of their machines were actually on the network and functional. So I hopped in the car and drove down to take a look..
We had just recently upgraded their network from crappy 10Base2 to super-cool 10BaseT in a pretty big contract for us at the time, and which involved wiring the whole building, using the pneumatic tube system as wiring tunnels, and using the diverter room as a wiring closet.
So after talking with the engineer who placed the call, and seeing that his office switch didn't even have network link, I headed to the diverter room, a dank, poorly lit little room in the basement.
It was pretty obvious just from the smell that something was wrong in there. STRONG ozone odor. Crap. There had been a fiasco only a couple of months previous where something similar had happened because of condensation on the network cables dripping into the network ports. We'd rearranged the wires a bit to make that less likely, but I'd figured that's what had happened again. So I unplugged the (dead) equipment, took note of the model numbers, and turned around to head home, where I'd order new ones in the morning.
Well, as I turned around to leave, I saw (and this is where it gets freaky, kids), this guy standing a few feet from the door, facing the wall.
Not PARTICULARLY scary, but a little unsettling. So I laugh nervously, and ask the guy if I can help him. He jumped at the sound of my voice and slowly turned around. There was something seriously messed up about this guy. His eyes were a jet black (like, no whites), and his skin was seriously mottled, like he had bad acne scars or something. He tilted his head slightly to the side and, well, I can only describe it as UNHINGED his jaw, and made this horrible, TERRIBLE scratchy gurgling hissing sound. Shit.
Now it's 4 in the morning, I'm heavily sleep deprived, in an enclosed space, and someone I don't recognize is acting strange in ways I didn't think were humanly possible is standing VERY near to the door.
So I basically freaked out. I bolted through the doorway and at the stairs. As I rounded the first corner, I saw him chasing after me, his jacket spread out from the wind in a truely frightening pose, all the while making that horrible hissing/gurgling sound. When I reached the stairs, I was running so fast I missed the first step and hit my shin pretty badly on the next one. He was a lot closer than I thought because that's all the delay it took for him to grab hold of my leg.
I screamed and kicked and tried to pull myself away from him but he had a FIRM grip on my leg. He pulled me by the leg back down the stairs, and pulled my by the leg towards the diverter room. Just like I'm pulling your leg now.
Thank you, thank you very much.
Today, I bought a bus ticket.
The expiry date is 01.11.01 11.10.
Of course, the purchase date was 01.11.01 10.10.
I found this totally hilarious. Perhaps I should get out more often.