Up early for another one of those first-planes-to-Atlanta things so I can head west for the week. This trip includes a visit with Apple, so I’m excited. Also, plenty of chances to see Creth and company, mucho happy about that as well.
I had a dream about becoming the CEO of Transmeta.
The people were bubbly and lively – acting like they still had a chance of staying employed. They spoke of Linus Torvalds as though it was a dark period in their existence. Maybe as one might relate to the Empire when the Sith ran things. I don’t know.
I remember the CEO’s office being quite huge. I don’t know why I was the CEO – I have no CEO experience. I did, somehow, have a degree. Perhaps I had the degree from a 17-month “Become a CEO!” program like I witnessed on the billboard the other day. Anyway – the office was a total disaster. It was as if the CEO was not only leaving the company, he was hauling ass out of there and taking any traces of wrongdoing with him. Note that I certainly do not mean to imply that Transmeta’s CEO is involved in anything – remember, this was a dream.
I remember thinking that I did not quite have the leadership skills required when one of the employees saw me unplugging one of the many 42″ plasma TV’s in the CEO’s office. He looked at me as though I had shot his dog. “I for one haven’t given up on this company!” he blurted. I shrugged and said I was merely trying to straighten up the office and this TV needed to be moved elsewhere. Rather than help me, he threw down a wad of papers and stormed out of the office. On the way out, he turned his head and locked his eyes on mine. His body turned right and kept moving, but his head stayed in the same position. It struck me that it was comically effeminate, but it didn’t bother me. I kept on with my business.
Weird, weird dream.
Fuck this hot drought bullshit. The only good thing about this heat wave is that your mozzarella sticks do not get cold. They just get stale. There’s nothing worse than cold AND stale mozzarella sticks. That’s when they become like, crusty cheese-flavored dried pudding. The kind of shit only astronauts would dare to eat.
One of the neat little features built in to OS X that makes it a pleasure to use. There are tons of hidden gems on the Mac that I find almost every day. Compare that to Windows, where the only gems you find is what crapware snuck into your system from the last website you visited.
Jeff Jones, who makes a living for himself as a security consultant, has released a scorecard for operating systems as they stood around July 2007.
Not surprisingly, the charts are fodder for everyone to bolster their arguments about which OS is better, which therefore just doesn’t prove much at all… except perhaps the definition of the word “futility.”
A wise man in a poopy-brown robe with a coffee-colored tunic and a glowing blue line all around his silhouette once said, “…you’ll find that many things depend on your point of view.”
Oh yeah, that guy carried a big, glowing sword that slices through flesh like butter.
iWeb has me all hot and bothered. You see, I really, really like the simplicity of it. I’m irritated, however, by its reliance on .Mac. I don’t have a .Mac account yet because… well… I don’t truly own a Mac for myself. I will soon, but I don’t yet. I’m keeping myself away from those special Apple anemities until I actually lay down some greenbacks and feel the full pain.
I’ve been trying to compare some web composers that are out there. Today I took a taste of RapidWeaver, Coda and Sandvox. Coda has the sheer geek factor to it and I will likely lay down some cash on it one day – but that day is not today. RapidWeaver is just irritating for the most part and Sandvox doesn’t deal with large photo libraries well. That’s too bad, because Sandvox looked pretty promising for the most part.
I’ve therefore continued to rely on iWeb to produce the family website as, I’d imagine, all Mac owners do for the most part. I can’t fathom anyone in their right mind using iWeb as a professional utility. Earlier this morning I was sitting on the pot thinking about iWeb and it came to me… Frontpage Express. I remember Frontpage Express. iWeb is the Frontpage Express with all kinds of nice Microsoft-style lock-ins. That’s a damn shame, but on one hand I can see why they do it. If Apple wants to pride themselves on a good experience, they must be in control and you must live by their rules.
So I’m willing to live by their rules for the time being and publish this family iWeb site to my ISP, but there’s some stupid silly things that happen with the RSS feeds. Luckily, a quick .htaccess edit at the root of the site and a symlink later solves that problem. So now I have a hodgepodge iWeb family site set up and it’s doing primarily what I want it to do. Now then, when the time comes for me to actually own a Mac… we’ll see what happens. I would imagine I hit .Mac. And hit it hard.
Uh oh. Sneaky backhanded move at play here.
I’ve heard on several occasions the past few days from various podcasts that Apple is missing the boat on a market segment for businesses – those folks that want to tear apart PC’s and work on them themselves.
Gee… didn’t I post something about that a while back? Now why am I not a celebrated blogger? Har har!
So you might find it unusual that the first blog entry concerns something that is apparently afflicting parents of all children in the U.S. – the sudden scare of lead poisoning. It seems that Mattel has hired some unscrupulous folks in China that cut a few corners and put some lead in products that made it into the hands of children.
Now, call it what you will. Sure, people everywhere can make a case for a possible invasion from China – a backhanded way at infecting our population beforehand. You could make a case of that. You could also point out that somewhere, someone was being cheap bastards (let’s see, where did the cheap bastard thing start? That’s right! In the United States! Congratulations, boys and girls!)
Folks, we have no one to blame but ourselves. Most Americans are too friggin’ lazy to accept a job making toys for $11.00/hour – let alone for minimum wage. Top that off with a company that is so concerned with the bottom line that they’re willing to pay other countries a few pennies to get these products to market and you’ve got one hell of a tempest. Again – this was brought upon ourselves. Americans did this, not the Chinese.
I’ll bet you’re wondering how this relates. Well, good news. There was one toy in Bunbun’s collection that might have been wrapped up in the recall. The wifey snatched the toy up with a ziplock bag and we investigated on the website. Fortunately, we discovered that the model of Sarge that Bunbun owns is not one of the affected products. Close call, that one. Apparently it was a narrow window anyway.
But still, we brought this on ourselves, folks. Really.
Thus for SCO… begins the end.