Who is Sean "The RIMBoy"? StRB, aka Sean Jewett is a Mascoutah / Belleville Illinois born citizen of the US. Currently calling his home in Nashville TN (of which he does hope to stick around in for some time), Sean is currently seeking an employer that meets his goals, which is to not suck. Other than that, he could really care less about what he does, as long as it does not suck.
Update! I am now happily employed by an organization who makes me want to flush the toilets after using them.
Where did the name Sean "The RIMBoy" come from? Seeing as I am now getting asked this more and more often, and because people are curious, please have a seat and be prepared to be blown away with the most astounding story you will ever hear:
It all started innocently one day... it was a day like any other. Sean began his first day at Middle Tennessee State University. He enrolled in what was known at the time, and still referred to as the "Recording Industry Management" program, aka RIM. Although the department has now changed their name to the ultra sexy Department of Recording Industry, the computer system run by the big mouse at MTSU still spits out catalogs referring to recording industry classes as RIM.
Anyway, being that MTSU has a lot of students, and a lot of things to do, Sean started to take interest in the "many" aspects of the MTSU social life. At the time, MTSU had a student run station called WNAR which broadcasted over the cable channel. There was this show called the Miles Longer and Naked Dave Show, a free form call in show, that did not have a phone hybrid (what the people in East Tennessee call that thingy to put people on the air). Anyway, the subject was should Murfreesboro secede from the Union... to which Sean called in and replied that it should secede from existence, because, well, the 'boro sucks.
Later, the station would get this like tower thing and FCC approval, and would begin to suck less and less, getting a makeshift phone hybrid (a thingy putting people on the air). Sean decided that it would be "cool" to become involved with WNAR, now known as WMTS.
As he became involved, he by chance starting mingling with those "hunks" at the Miles and Dave show. I say hunks, and I mean it literally. Touted as the most obese guys on the air anywhere, including Osaka Japan, these 400 pound sumo wrestling Hasitic Jews were the best talk in Tennessee. Sean started to become a regular caller usually babbling about nothing (it was a free form call in show). One day, Miles put the caller with the face he had seen and decided he would start calling me Sean "The RIMBoy" because I was not like other RIM majors... I did not have the long hair, Metallica shirts, nor dressed in black, usually a good sign of a RIM major.
As I became more and more involved with the station, so did my role with the show, until one day I became Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces, meaning I was the Program Director for the station. To say I wielded an iron hand was an understatement. Rather than locking the guys out of the studio, as most other stations do, I decided I would fire the duo ON THE AIR. That's right, tell em to pack their bags in the middle of the show. GOOD-BYE! They laughed and then hung up on me...
I would later go on to board op some of their more memorable shows, which meant a live remote from Miles apartment (aka an undisclosed location in a shack on the corner of NW Broad and Main St. in the 'boro) While the mobile transmitter sucked, the shows would not, and I became known as quite a trigger finger for hanging up on callers the moment I detected the slightest possibility of expletives on the air. The highlight of my career was when I hung up on Joshua Liner...
So there you have it, the story of Sean "The RIMBoy" In full detail. One of these days I will get with Dave and get some memorable moments from the show on the air...
Alright, one of these days, when it is not 2:00AM and I have a big trip in the morning, I will list all of my favorite music. To sum it up:
One of these days I will list all that stuff.
What other hobbies do you have? Once I can afford a house with a basement in Nashville, I am going to set up this huge ass Model Railroad, controlled with my operating system of choice, Linux, and will get a web cam running in the nose of the train, and stream it over the web. Other projects I have in store will be the replacement of my 12 disc changer in my truck with a computer playing MP3's, and at some point, an internet audio station. I also like to water-ski, drive back roads, see good bands, and eat. Mexican, Thai, and Meat N Threes. MMMMMMMMMM.
Why rimboy.com? Well, because those bastards at ml.org decided to fold, therefore eliminating rimboy.ml.org. Thankfully, they could have not done it at a better time because it was near my birthday. Dad asked what I wanted and I told him, my own domain name! (thanks for not laughing dad, unlike mom, who thought I should get something more practical. More practical? It IS the gift that keeps on giving for the next 2 years. Every day, I get my email and I say, thank dad for this email because without his birthday present, I do not know what I would have done since them ninnys at ml.org folded their service. Do I even remember what mom got me? Let me think,......... sorry mom, I sure dont, I am sure it is / was good). I decided to go .com because everything should be .com. .net? Doesn't sound right, and I ain't no ISP. .org? Me an orginization? What would I orginize? My computer closet? My clothes? All of the groupies of Sean "The RIMBoy" to send me money and other assorted goodies? .com I say! .com. But I needed a better reason, and it was then I got the brilliant idea for my morning pastry revolution, Poop-Farts. And so it is. And is it so.
Really, I could not think of any better domain name that was not taken, and quite frankly, surprised that the porno industry had not gobbled it up (so to speak). Likewise, RIMBoy is about the better of the nicknames I have had thru my life.
Who is that in the picture at www.rimboy.com/? Contrary to popular belief, the picture is not of me. The picture, as I like to call it and refer to it is "the Kroener", aka Mike Kroener. I've been threatened that if the Kroener ever comes down, great bodily harm will occur to me. Of course, Kroener would love to see it go away. Thus, cheap entertainment ensues with that page and a couple of browser refreshes. Naked Dave enjoys the distinction of utilizing the same urinals that Kroener stood on. While it may seems odd, those urinals are located in Belleville Il, and Dave was at the Elks club which was being used as a meeting hall for some training Dave was undertaking. More to the point, Dave's from Nashville and I live in Nashville. And directly to the point, the chances of the Naked Dave using the same urinal Kroener stood on was a slim to none chance. It would have been one heck of a payoff on the odds though.
The RIMBoy.com slogans were solicited during the Poop Fart days of the main page. They were initially solicited from members of NLUG. Over time, the list has grown, either via suggestion, random thoughts, or active searching for poor corporate slogans, bad translations, or phrases that seemed appropriate for RIMBoy.com. As of this writing (12-04-2002) there are over 467 unique slogans in the RIMBoy.com sloganator. And we're always grepping for more!
How was the picture made at www.rimboy.com/rimboy? Well, it goes like this. One video cam fed into a Computereyes by Digital Vision. Never heard of it you say? I'm not surprised. I picked it up back in Jr High from a member of BAUG... Belleville Apple Users Group. Apple II to be specific. Anyway, this box connects thru the joystick port of an Apple II, an Apple IIe in my case. It has multiple scans but I just went for the single scan. From there, I fed it into the Pinnacle DC-10 on my PC. I grabbed the frame, saved it and then photoshopped it to make it a little more usable. How's that for putting some vintage technology to work?
Just what in the hell is Poop-Farts!? If you would have taken the time to read thru all of the info (which you seemed to have possibly streamed by to possibly get here), it is the morning pastry of choice for kids of all ages, brought to you by the fine folks at Smelllogs and Mookie Stink Bean Flavoring.
That said, let's clear things up here. RIMBoy.com, and in particular, Sean the RIMBoy, is the originator of the Poop Farts graphic (the front of the box with the bean filled pop tarts). Basically Poop Farts was an idea I had for a very long time. It culminated with possibly the one of the last few boxes of Pop Tarts I've since ingested. I saved said box with the idea that one day I would in fact photoshop the front of the box into the Poop-Farts graphic you see today. It occured on a Friday night. The box was cut apart and scanned in, slowly but surely problems with the scan were cleaned up and the project took shape. You would not believe how hard it is to find a picture of baked beans in the Internet circa 1998 (thanks Jolly Green Giant!). Once the work of art was completed I created an entire page dedicated to the product. For some time it was the main page of rimboy.ml.org and later www.rimboy.com. I would soon find out Poop Farts would be seen in CompUSA and a variety of other places. It's later removal would create an outcry from various people... they loved the page.
Shortly after the creation of the page I contacted people at attrition.org and made it known that Poop Farts was created. I stated that they were welcome to add it to their excellent images gallery. The initial mirror on attrition and at rimboy.com were the only two places the image could be obtained. A year or so went by and I hosted a party at the newly installed Casa de RIMBoy. At some point I hear strange laughter and a "Sean, you gotta see this". There, before my eyes, was Poop Farts, but made into an internet banner ad. After looking at the URL I realized it was a site in part run by Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka, a person who I know vicariously (met him once fwiw) and who went on to create the popular SomethingAwful.com website. I contacted Rich, I was impressed with the work, however Rich never responded. No big deal. I can appreciate derivative works, after all my work was a derivative of the original artwork of the original box.
Fast forward to late 2001 and into 2002. I decide to find out where Poop Farts may now be, if it's in fact gone anywhere at all. I find several references to online greeting card places and Poop-Farts... curious, I'm astounded to find my morning pastry revolution is turned into a greeting card, complete with some sort of audio track and some weird arsed Inspector Gadget looking talking head thingie. I later find out that the audio being used in the track is lifted from a morning talk show that I don't listen to (one of those popular redneck type shows). To cut to the chase: I'm not impressed. While I'm certainly not one to complain about other people using my work (and work is a term to be used loosely) I'm certianly not impressed with how the work is in turn being used. For it to become part of a commercial product was never my intention. It's one thing to make banner ads for the purposes of spoofing (or even doing the work I did) it's another to be a money making industry who creative contributions are lifting other peoples work and using it for profit.
While I know those people that know me are probably astounded to hear that, the fact of the matter is this is different. My code is one thing (generally released under terms to be used however anyone sees fit) but for these people to bring completely unoriginal ideas to the table is another. It's not the fact that they used my graphic. It's the fact that they put this weird looking cartoon on it and lifted the audio from a commercial entity. I'm not sure how it's supposed to be funny. Maybe to someone it is. I should really quit complaining now.
I came here cause I thought it might be a porn site! It took you this long and read thru all of this to realize it is not? Sorry, you are quite a luser.