Author Archives: Andy

Ubuntu my SuSE

So I’ve been hearing a lot about this upstart new Ubuntu Linux distribution. My curiousity piqued, I headed on over to the Ubuntu website to see if it merits further investigation, or even installation.
Upon arriving at the Ubuntu site, one is greeted with the following friendly introduction:

“Ubuntu” is an ancient African word, meaning “humanity to others”. Ubuntu also means “I am what I am because of who we all are”. The Ubuntu Linux distribution brings the spirit of Ubuntu to the software world.

Hmmm. Well, OK. Sounds friendly, I guess, but it does set off the “Diversity Group Hug!!!” alarm bell somewhere in the back of my brain. (And didn’t Bill Gates just warn us about Linux communists?)
Then, a little further down the page… this:

Oh no. Oh, no, no, no, no.
I’m sorry. I just can’t do it. I can’t use an operating system with that login screen. I can’t even imagine what it would be like to turn on my computer every day, and be faced with that nightmarish screen standing between me and my desktop. Life is depressing enough without my Linux distribution grinning at me and giving me a hug because I’m so special.
I’m sorry. I went with SuSE this time around.

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Say Hello to Mr. Winter

Today, our car froze shut.

Not just jiggle-the-lock-a-little-and-it’ll-be-fine frozen. I’m talking ninth-circle-of-hell frozen.
Struggling through the bone-cutting wind to purchase something involving de-icing technology from the farther-away-than-I-remembered local Walmart, and listening to my good-intentioned wife insist that the level of cold we were experiencing was not really all that cold compared to winters in Vladivostok, I thought about it:
I live in a place where your car freezes shut.
And that led me to the next thought, which was
I live in a place where, if I took off my winter coat and stood around for about an hour, I’m pretty sure I would die.
In the end, we had to wait for the rays of the sun to slowly traverse the parking lot and reach our car door and warm it up enough to unlock. So I’m ready for summer now. How much longer is it again?

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Oh, I’m afraid the deflector shield will be quite operational when your friends arrive…

Admit it: as a child, and possibly as an adult, you kept a careful ranking of the coolness of various Star Wars characters and ships. Here are some of my own Star Wars coolness rankings (1=most cool, 10 or higher=least cool):
Imperial soldiers:

  1. TIE Fighter Pilot
  2. Imperial Guard (the red-robed Emperor’s bodyguards)
  3. Biker Scout
  4. AT-AT Pilot
  5. Snowtrooper
  6. Stormtrooper officer (dunno if they’re actually officers, but they’re the ones with the colored badges on Tatooine in the first movie)
  7. Stormtrooper
  8. Black-uniformed Imperial officer
  9. Grey-uniformed Imperial officer
  10. Death Star superlaser gunner (with the goofy pointy helmets, who push the buttons that fire the Death Star’s main laser)

Spaceship Coolness Rankings (1=most, 12=least):

  1. Super Star Destroyer
  2. Slave I
  3. B-Wing
  4. TIE Interceptor
  5. Millenium Falcon
  6. Star Destroyer
  7. TIE Advanced (Darth Vader’s TIE)
  8. X-Wing
  9. A-Wing (possibly deserves slot #8 above–it’s a tough call)
  10. Y-Wing
  11. TIE Fighter
  12. Cloud City Pod Car

The Bounty Hunter Coolness List:

  1. Boba Fett (of course)
  2. IG-88
  3. Boushh (“Because he’s holding a thermal detonator!”)
  4. Bossk
  5. Greedo
  6. 4-LOM
  7. Dengar (starting with Dengar, they start getting uncool fast)
  8. Zuckuss

And the Imperial Officer Coolness Rankings:

  1. General Veers
  2. Admiral Piett
  3. Admiral Motti (“Don’t try to frighten us with your sorcerer’s ways, Lord Vader. Your sad devotion to that ancient religion has not helped you conjure
    up the stolen data tapes, or given you clairvoyance enough to find the Rebels’ hidden fort–“)

  4. Captain Needa (he gets coolness points for dying in a spectacular manner)
  5. Moff Jerjerrod
  6. Governor Tarkin
  7. Admiral Ozzel

What have I missed? Pick a category I haven’t covered, and let’s see your ratings!

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Me against the thesaurus

Speaking of linguistic snobbery, do you know what else I hate? I hate thesauri. I never use them; I consider them a blight on the English language.
Maybe that’s putting it a little harshly. But thesauri have always struck me as a lazy and misleading way to artificially boost one’s vocabulary; they let you fling words about carelessly without first proving that you understand their meanings and nuances. They give the false impression that two or more words can mean the exact same thing, when the reality is that every word has its own distinct shade of meaning–no matter how similar it might be to another word. You can’t just replace one word with another nearly-identical-in-meaning word and pretend that you haven’t subtly altered the meaning of your sentence. Thesauri let you use words before you’ve proven yourself worthy do to so.
My own wife–my own wife–just rolled her eyes at me when I stated this important fact. I know that you, dear readers, will understand, even if she doesn’t.

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Andy vs. Spyware, Round 1

Tonight, I have learned some very valuable lessons:

  • Be kind to your fellow human beings, and try to make the world a better place.
  • Don’t use Internet Explorer.
  • Give generously to those in need.
  • For the love of all that is holy, don’t use Internet Explorer.

Tonight, I had my first real encounter with malware–malicious software installed (generally without your knowledge) by evil websites and viruses and such. Don’t worry, gentle reader–it wasn’t my machine, which I safeguard from such abominations with anal-retentive fanaticism. Tonight I received a Phone Call from someone in my church congregation whose computer had started acting loony. More specifically, it was rebooting itself immediately after booting, which would qualify as a definite problem. So I filled a CD with some popular spyware/malware/virus killers, and went over to check it out.
This was my first encounter with a malware-choked computer, and it exhibited all of the classic symptoms about which you read in computer magazines and frothing Slashdot threads. In addition to the charming “automatic rebooting” feature, we had all the classics. Mysterious search bars on the desktop? Check. Sabotaged security settings, constant browser hijacking, and popups that can’t be closed? Check. Programs that can’t be uninstalled? Check. Constant downloading of mysterious Data from the internet? Check. Check, check, you get the idea.
So I went to work, and through the use of four or five different handy programs, we cleaned out about 400 specific instances of malware. Two hours later, there were still a few pieces of malware that I knew were installed, but which I couldn’t figure out how to delete–so I’ll probably need to have a another go at it once I do some more research.
Looking for information on the web, I soon found that nearly all of the major instances of malware arrived on his machine via vulnerabilities in Internet Explorer (and this despite his up-to-date Windows Updates and the presence of SP2). I was hesitant to recommend that he switch cold-turkey to a different browser about which he had never heard (Firefox, which worked flawlessly on his computer while IE was brought to a crashing, popup-filled halt within seconds of startup). Nevertheless, I did install Firefox and imported all of his IE bookmarks and such, telling him that if he continued to have trouble with IE, to try using Firefox instead. I don’t know if he’ll take my advice, but I hope he does.
So yeah. Let me go on record: I generally like Windows XP, find it to be stable and easy to use, and am much indebted to it for several years of really cool games. I will spare you the use of oh-so-clever phrases like “WinBlows” and “Micro$oft.” But my friend, I beg you. Don’t do it… just don’t. Don’t use Internet Explorer.

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So far in 2005: Heroes 1, Orcs 0

Well, we started out the New Year the way everybody should: by rampaging through an orc-infested dungeon killing everything that moved. (Well, we ran away from a few of the moving things. But we killed most of them, at least.)
I’m referring, of course, to a good old-fashioned D&D game (a Greyhawk adventure from the glorious first edition days). Getting a good game session in on January 1 seems promising; hopefully it’s a sign that 2005 will involve more gaming than 2004 did. Here’s hoping. And happy New Year to you!

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Abusing the English

This is a fun article about the use and abuse of the English language.
From time to time, I channel the Grammar Nazi myself. Among the abuses that particularly annoy me:
1) I was wondering if you are coming to the festival tomorrow? Arrrgh! Make a Statement or ask a Question, but don’t use a question mark to fuse them together into an abominable hybrid Statement-Question!
2) He’s the gentleman I was talking to. Arrgh, and arrrgh again! Don’t end sentences with prepositions! Don’t, I say! Cases in which doing so is appropriate are rare indeed, and your sentence is unlikely to be one of them.
To my great shame, I occasionally make these mistakes myself. I never committed such offenses before I met the internet and email, which tends to confirm my suspicion that the Inter-Web is slowly but surely making me stupid.
p.s. I spell “occasionally” wrong almost every single time I use it. My sin nature always wants to insert an extra ‘s’. (Or should that be ‘s.’? I’ll save that rant for a future post.)

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Humbled

I’m still trying to process the sheer scale of the earthquake/tsunami disaster. The loss of life is just horrifying.
The speed with which so many thousands of lives have been lost or changed forever makes the mind reel. Reading reports about the disaster–and I can only imagine what it must be like viewing the crisis areas firsthand–is an incredibly humbling experience. It’s nearly 2005, and we’ve all got personal MP3 players and GPS devices and cell phones, but we have no more control over nature’s occassional outbursts than did the cavemen.
It’s an odd experience, to be reminded that even mankind at his worst and most destructive–militarily, environmentally, personally–pales in comparison to the wrath of a single, brief, apparently random earthquake. And there’s a bizarre, detached comfort to it as well, to be reminded that mankind really isn’t in control down here, that our very existence depends on the grace of a Creator.
Not to be all lofty and pretentious about it, but it does make you think.

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