06/11/2002 Archived Entry: "Altiris"

I am currently attending a week-long Altiris seminar. This is the most exciting thing I have done in a long time, since I get to sit in a room, play with cool stuff, and not work. Not working is very important.

When I'm asked, I describe Altiris as "SMS on crack." It's really neat and does everything that SMS does, but it does it better. Go, Altiris, go!

I also was incredibly busy last week moving furniture around. My roommate shoved off on my quite suddenly and I was left with an empty apartment, since most of the assets has been his. I have since acquired a couch, chair, inntables, coffee table, dining room table, paintings, and a very sore credit card.

For the retrieval of the couch and chair from a neighbor, I enlisted the aid of a friend of mine who is a graduate of the University of Texas. The person selling the couch to me--a very dear friend to my family--is a graduate of Texas A&M University; a dyed-in-the-wool Aggie who bleeds maroon. Non-Texans need to understand that UT and A&M have an ancient rivalry that's second-to-none. It's even worse than the Florida State/University of Florida thing.

So we show up to get the couch, and Rob--the Aggie--makes a big production because BJ is wearing a burnt-orange UT t-shirt. It was all in good fun, but it was incredibly annoying. How in the name of FUCK do universities acquire such rivalries, and why do their students automatically assume them? Rob had never before met BJ in his life, or vice-versa, yet they take up the rolls of blood enemies because of what universities they attended? Based on some magical, made-up rivalry that does nothing more than sell football tickets?

I don't get shit like that. Then again, perhaps it's the same reason why I like the USA--I was born here.

Brain fried from classroom. Must watch TV to unwind.

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