Be sure not to tell the FBI. So it's been exactly 10 days since I last dropped some prose on you. I'd tell you that my life is interesting, but frankly it isnt. It's the people around me that keeps it interesting. So a good number of thing have happened in the last 10 days. Where do I start.
For beginners, the price of being a home owner is that you occasionally have to have work done. Nothing is less fun than a furnace that either misbehaves or even works (ask Roundeye and Brett). So after the repairman pulled out a birds nest that spanned 2 feet of the exhaust stack of the furnace (what bird needs 2 feet of exhaust for a pad?!), it would appear things were on the up and up. Unfortunately that was not the case and thus, the repairman made another appearance today. After beating his head on Lower Antioch's finest Heil furnace installation, by process of elimination it appears that the cycling / weird behavior might be resolved. Of course, we're now having a heatwave in Nashville. I'll take any day I can hit the interstate doing 80 (whoops) with top and windows down and it feels damn good. Especially given the days where it dipped into the 30's last week.
Now that you've been brought up to date on the status of my furnace, I'd like to bring you up to date on the cluster (f*ck as some are calling it). I spent most of the weekend getting parts and pieces into place to start making this a reality. I've nailed the remaining issues that plagued my floppy based cdparanoia ripping system so all should be well there. Matter of fact, I've done quite a bit of ripping and it appears to work quite well. I built the master node and setup the network the way I want it. I should have pictures soon in order to give everyone an idea of what it is I'm trying to do. That said, I need a place to store the mp3's. Once I get those facilities into place I'll be making some noise about the beast that resides in my garage.
Time for some shout outs. First and foremost, to Naked Dave for making it back from his Nat Guard North Carolina assignment alive. I know that we're fighting the war on all fronts, and I'm glad that Dave was able to single handedly beat back any Afgan peril in a state that I forgot was a member of the Union (or was not at one point). Anyway, heres hoping that Naked Dave's Halloween Party, Return of the Naked, is marked with his presence. Also big shout out's to Erik and Jenny. They're getting married ya know and their house in Franklin is kickin. Have I told you about the new product from Apple that will revolutionize the way we use computers? And I'd be remiss if I did not say hey to Kelly... someone who for better or worse does believe we are the source for the crap you know you need and thus makes it a point to see what it is we're offering. Between the cold hard truth, geek humor, and my ramblings I'm not sure we're actually making money. But hey, I hear I'm popular in Lichtenstein. As long as the European's thinks it suave, then by god, we'll rule the world. Think of us as German engineering with Yugo stylings. You can drive a monster truck on us (provided we reinforced the roof) and we'll crush like a Geo Metro hitting a brick wall at 5 mph. However, you'll walk away after the ejection seat propels you from the danger and into the warm loving hands of Helga.
I promise that I do in fact have a Duct Tape Jukebox running, but I'm not quite ready to spring it on all you and face the musical selections of rimboy.com consumers. Some products are best left under wraps until further maturity... and this is one of them. Let's just say it's in beta testing. Which is of course the onus for the large scale mp3 ripping system. Sean's house o RIAA illegalities.
It's also time to pick another made up band name and Roundeye Ducttape Jukebox song of the update. I know kiddies that it means that it's time to end today's updates. However, join me at the same bat place at the same bat time for another venture into the world of make believe. I promise the trolley wont run off the tracks this time. In the words of Zorak: "Anyone got a wetvac?"
RIMBoy's Roundeye Duct Tape Jukebox Song of the day: Hi, My Name's Cindy from Self's Gizmodgery
Made up Band Name of the Day: Launchable Moneybags.
BBSpot pulls out the stops occasionally and their Anthrax Scare story is one of those times. So I walk into Sears on Sunday and walk out with an Apple iBook. How often will you ever hear that phrase in your life? OSX is on there and I'll probably file a report in the Real Near Future (RNF). That said, it is apparently chic to be seen with a Mac again. I don't know who makes these rules but Casa de RIMBoy is full of Macs I'm sure were not chic to begin with. Not that I care, I've got a garage of Apple II's to go with those Macs.
I'm working on my own RDTJ, but I want to do it the RIMBoy way. I have plans and that's all I'm going to say about that. Is it just me or did Outkast miss their target with BOB? Unfortunately Kabul does not rhyme with bombs as well as Bagdad does. Hopefully this stuff will get over with quickly. If I have to hear W open his mouth one more time I swear I'll puke. Epitomy of moron, but hey the minority that elected him certainly cannot be wrong. Perot dammit, that's all I've got to say about that.
I really thought I was going to have a lot to say and some stuff like that. I guess since I'm updating more often the texts will shorten, much like they were pre-summer. Time to go crank up the Stryper.
RIMBoy's Roundeye Duct Tape Jukebox Song of the day: You Never Called Me by My Name by David Allen Coe
Made up Band Name of the Day: Thundering Panzies
Apparently the false profit (pun intended) Gene thinks there is some connection between WTC and the cubed earth. Freak. If you're into the four cornered earth, do a little search on Time Cube. And then go read the quote for 9.15 on my site.
Wow, only 5 days since the last update. You've begged, now pay the price. And speaking of price, I wanted to inform you the loyal reader, what RIMBoy.com is doing to weather this economy of gloom and mood of terror that pulls and pangs the American psyche. Absolutely nothing. RIMBoy.com's key offerings still are key, and thus, keep the safe unlocked for our numerous Friday afternoon Pepsi benders. We're currently spending more money than we take in and fully expect to find another VC candidate to further fund operations. Those operations include browser exploitation, website design (in particular, our negative impressions unit), and various research into audio (brown noise), etc. Thus you the loyal reader need not fear what it is we do, just know that we will keep doing it. We have our banks by the balls, and they say that if we do not start turning a profit they'll go out of business. Thus we prod along as before, only with more gusto and more caffine.
So I'm not sure who visits this site has a Telocity connect (any number of people I presume), but I thought I'd pass along this little piece of joy tossed into my inbox:
Date: Fri, 5 Oct 2001 20:03:43 -0500 From: Rick Bradley To: sean@rimboy.com Subject: now You CANNOT tell me that somebody @ telocity.com also knew to play Ike & Tina in addition to 3 is a magic #... hahahahaha. Rick -- Mostly useless pseudo-random number: 456 Rick Bradley - http://xns.org/=rick@eastcore.net (82 F)
I too am curious, since I only know of one other person that was up on the Ike and Tina jig. And I'm pretty sure he would not have Telocity. Anyway, my hats off to you, as you've given me even more meaning to life. First and foremost, yet another reason to postpone putting my own RDTJ into place. Second, a new RIMBoy.com feature. In addition to our quote of the day, Made up Band Name of the Day, I'd like to introduce:
RIMBoy's Roundeye Duct Tape Jukebox Song of the day.
Rick, you can owe me later. For those that are not in the clear what RDTJ offers, let me, Sean the RIMBoy tell you what RDTJ has to offer. It offers you, the websurfing public, the chance to program a persons stereo. You get to be the evil radio consultant and determine what Rick gets to hear. Granted, he does get veto power, however keep in mind that he's not used that power often enough to his advantage, and hence, now has nightmares whenever the words "Multiplication Rock" are mentioned. 3 is a Magic Number, just ask Farrakan. However, 3 to the 3 to the 4 minus the 3 wise men makes 7, which is heaven. See how it works? I know you dont understand and that's ok. Farrakan knows and he'll lead you away from deceptive reasoning and other such fallacies as the great pork consipiracy. So anyway, back to the topic at hand. I'm going to choose another song upon which I've tormented Rick to great avail with. That said, whenever I think of a humorous musician, I immediately think Lionel Richie. I mean, come on! Lionel! What could be more humorous. In particular, "Easy" by the Commodores is a favorite of mine. So here it is, the:
RIMBoy's Roundeye Duct Tape Jukebox Song of the day: Easy, by The Commodores
Made up Band Name of the Day: C Everett Coop and the Surgeon General's Warnings.
Well, given that Sept only had one update, I figured I better get off my arse and starting writing some stuff. Apparently some people read this and actually get upset that I don't write more. And then there are those that totally lampoon the whole online journal thing. You all know who you are, and that's ok. I decided to do this because I always thought it was gay that they made us keep journals in school. Since I'm out of school now it's on my own terms. I'll admit that, yes, other people were doing it and I thought I'd jump on the bandwagon. So anyway, my excuse that "it's summer" is no longer valid, ergo, I need to update this more (but on my terms of course). You can't fake the func() and you certainly can't fake the updates.
Just when VH-1 seems to be getting stale, they turn it around and pull another one out of their hat. No, I'm not talking about the Spin Doctors Behind the Music. This time it's their slightly tamer Jack-ass wannabe show, Sledgehammer. Pretty funny stuff from the people that once specialized in Michael Bolton videos (yes, that is his name!). The moment of the show is when they lured a bunch of TRL lusers away from TRL with the understanding that they'd be on TV. Not TRL, but VH-1. First Michael Bolton, now picking on TRL lusers. Amazing what those VH-1 folks dream up.
I've become a fan of fixyourownprinter.com, a site specializing in, you guessed it, how to fix your own printer. I recently ordered their HP 5L repair kit and it appears to work wonders. The nice part is that each repair kit comes with a howto video. That said, I'm pretty sure they've invented their own genre of howto videos. These guys are the master of the tripod-less, no-edit, hand only visible, single shot, flashlight lighting video shoot. I need to show it to some of my RATV friends, I'm pretty sure they'd be amazed at the "quality". However, at the end of the day, two things matter: The cost of the repair, and does it get the job done. The answer is, fairly cheap repair, and yes, it works. I really cannot complain. And Bandix hit the site for a printer repair to find his was free. He rode on my dime, but that's ok. One of the few sites that has knowledgeable techs hanging out on the message boards.
Roundeye has released a new version of his RDTJ. One of these day's I'm going to get it running on my net. I've been saying that for nearly a year now, but that's ok. In the mean time, you can request Three is a Magic Number" a couple of times. He really loves that song (and so do I).
Terry and I made our way out to Sevierville for the TenTec hamfest and ultimately to Clingman's Dome. If I ever visit Gatlinburg again it will be too soon. They've got ATL beat in the traffic dept.
Pepe watch will soon be updated once I get the film developed. Tom Selleck was spotted on the campus of MTSU and live on their MTTV Channel 10 for an 80's Old School Dance Party benefit. A great time was had by all.
Made up Band Name of the Day: Bottle of Sweat.