Month: September 2015

Boring old man stuff

Here’s a question I never thought I’d have to ask: Why do medical-grade, 30-40mmhg compression stockings have to be so bland? All of the boring ‘B’ colors are represented; black, beige, and navy blue. They do have white for the dashing, athletic types, but that’s it–and–whitey tighties for legs? Ick.

I would be way more likely to wear the damn things if I could have plaid, or argyle, or striped, or Jackson Pollock styled socks. I want crazy colors and wacky designs. I’m not embarrassed by needing the damn things, I’m embarrassed because they’re all designed to hide embarrassment. Screw that. I wrecked my circulation skateboarding and I want something that celebrates that. Throw some skulls and anarchy symbols on those babies. Tie dyed ’em and decorate them with dancing bears. Cammo print them in green, blue, or orange colors. Something! Anything!

You do this for flimsy, whinging athletes and their “performance” stockings and sleeves. Why not for those of us who actually need serious calf-squeezing augmentation to keep us from karking it due to DVTs?

So, medical equipment fuddy-duddies out there, fix this shit. Stat.

Surprise! It’s your past!

So I there I was, looking for some esoteric track for a mix I’m kind of puttering with, when I came across a blast from the past. Buried in a tarball in a directory in the dark corners of my filesystem was a soundboard recording I made back when I was a DJ at WFHB. It’s not entirely unheard of as I have several different recordings. This one isn’t one I’ve heard in years.

Back in October of 2006 I had an external drive crash. My media drive. Nearly 500GB of audio files including all of my old soundboard recordings. I was able to resurrect a few from other devices but the bulk of them were disappeared that fateful day.

Needless to say I spent the last two hours–give or take a few minutes–reliving a Saturday/Sunday overnight from early February 2006. Now you can too. Presenting The Millionaire’s Holiday–One Year of Crap. Roughly 117MB of mp3 silliness.

The enemy of the good

So some time right before RAGBRAI I figured out that $CURRENTISP does not block out-going port 80 HTTP traffic. This immediately got my brain to wanting to shift my platform to something JSP-like running under Tomcat on a server in my basement. Needless to say, it is one of about five outstanding projects that I totally want to do but never find time to accomplish. It’s not even close to highest priority.

Yet I tell myself that instead of posting here, I should be working on that Brave New World. So I scratch the posting itch by using Facebook (boo) and the blog loses out on all of that content.

Well, I hereby resolve to get back to posting here and pushing appropriate posts to Facebook. I like being in ultimate control of my content and when Facebook finally gives up the ghost, I won’t be missing out. So here’s to a renewed dedication to NixQuips/Same River Twice/Pixelated Miscellany/More Like This/Life of Fezboy!/whatever other titles this long-running, semi-regular blog has been published under.