Thursday, January 31, 2002

Thanks to the generosity of forum member Idlewild, the Chronicles of George Discussion Forums are now completely ad-free! Yes, Idlewild, tired of relentless popups, donated thirty hard-earned dollars to the greater good.

So, rejoice, forum-goers. Life shall be ad-free and wonderful for the next six months!

Posted by Keeper @ 08:35 PM CST [Link]

Wednesday, January 30, 2002

Outlook 2000 and Windows 95. Someone kill me. Please.

If I visit one more computer where Outlook 2000 refuses to work with Windows 95, I will be forced to take my own life.

Posted by Keeper @ 10:37 AM CST [Link]

Tuesday, January 29, 2002

Today is BJ's birthday. BJ is another one of my closest friends. He's turning twenty-four today, which makes him, like, older than me or something. He has an old Voodoo 3 video card and wanted a new GeForce or Radeon for Christmas, and supplied that information to his parents. They protested ignorance, so he picked out an exact model and gave them that information, then even told them where to go shop. When they still protested ignorance, he wrote down exactly what he wanted on a piece of paper and told his parents to go to CompUSA, find the nearest clerk, and hand the clerk the piece of paper.

Christmas came, and he was not given a video card. "We just didn't understand what you want," was his parents' excuse.

That's just retarded. I don't know anything about high performance car parts, but if someone wrote down a part for me to buy and all I had to do was hand the piece of paper to a clerk and then pay for whatever mysterious object he handed back to me, I think I could handle it.

Anyway, in light of my GeForce 3 Ti500 purchase, I'm giving to BJ for his birthday my old GeForce 2 GTS, which is still a nice card, and far better than his Voodoo 3-no-new-games-support-me-because-my-drivers-were-last-updated-in-1999 card.

Poor 3dfx. How the mighty have fallen.

Posted by Keeper @ 10:57 AM CST [Link]

Monday, January 28, 2002

My roommate is playing Medal of Honor: Allied Assault. He's on the mission where you get to storm the beach at Normandy, Saving Private Ryan-style.

It sounds like a fucking war is happening in his room. There is gunfire, explosions, and the screams of the wounded and dying. It's loud as hell.

That game is great.

Posted by Keeper @ 10:03 PM CST [Link]

Me are a bad boy.

Yes, I have not posted updates for days. Me are sorry. Me have been playing Ghost Recon. Originally, I thought that I'd suck at any kind of tactical shooter, but my new GeForce card convinced me otherwise.

"Dude," it said. "Return to Castle Wolfenstein is cool, but you've played through it six times."

"I know," I said, blowing away some Nazis. "But it's fun."

"Yes, well, fun it may be," said the GeForce. "But I need something more."

"More than Return to Castle Wolfenstein?" I asked, pausing the game and getting down on my knees so that I could look at the exposed guts of my computer with greater clarity. "But, Magical Talking GeForce 3 card," I said, fixing its shiny blue heatsinks with my questioning gaze, "what ever do you mean? What can I possibly buy that will sate your insatiable desire to crunch polygons?"

"You must buy for me...GHOST RECON." The words echoed with import.

"B-b-but Magical Talking GeForce 3 card! I just spent over $300 on you! I can't go buy another game just to satisfy your unsatisfiable need to blast out an absurd number of trilinear-filtered mipmapped quads! You'll drive me to drink!" I began to cry.

"Silence, sniveling mortal!" The GeForce 3 card began to pulsate with anger. "Away with you! Leave this dwelling, and do not return until you have purchased GHOST RECON, or you shall feel my wrath!" Then, just like in Return of the Jedi, tendrils of lightning shot out of the GeForce's S-Video port, searing my skin. I leapt to my feet and heard the terrible screams of the video card echoing down the hallway after me.

"YOU WILL BRING ME GHOST RECON! GHOST RECON! And while you're out, pick up Medal of Honor, too." Terrified, I got into my car and ran over six people in my haste to get to the mall.

Seriously. Stuff like this happens all the time at my apartment.

Posted by Keeper @ 07:26 PM CST [Link]

Thursday, January 24, 2002

Forums look like they're back up and stable.

Posted by Keeper @ 09:20 PM CST [Link]

Looks like the Chronicles forums are down for now. Don't ask me--if you've been to the page and read the outage notice, you know as much about it as I do.

Hey, they're free. What do you want?

Posted by Keeper @ 08:55 PM CST [Link]

I am a moron.

I bought a GeForce 3 Ti500 yesterday.

I know, I know--the leaked GeForce 4 specs that have been floating around would seem to indicate that the price on GeForce 3 cards will be dropping soon.

That doesn't matter.

I now have a GeForce 3 Ti500.

This means that I have been playing Return to Castle Wolfenstein. At 60 frames per second. With all detail-related options turned to maximum. In 32-bit color.

At 1600x1200 resolution.

Life...is good.

Posted by Keeper @ 07:29 PM CST [Link]

Tuesday, January 22, 2002

Work is heavy. Monitors weigh very many pounds. Ugh.

Fingers sore.

I wish I had a more lucid update, but I do not.

Posted by Keeper @ 04:39 PM CST [Link]

Monday, January 21, 2002

The best game I've ever played is Starflight. It came out when I was a wee lad, and my father bought it because he thought it looked interesting. The game sucked up months of our time, and lodged itself firmly in my heart. Countless nights were spent sitting next to my father while he played. I'm sure the gameplay suggestions I offered were silly and not worth very much--I couldn't've been older than eight--but Starflight turned into the best bonding experience I've ever had with my dad.

Plus, it's a damn good game. Starflight (and its just-as-good sequel, Starflight II) is a game of space exploration, communication, mystery, and discovery. To my eight-year old brain, the voyages my dad and I went on in our little starship were grandiose and galaxy-shattering. Never have I played a game that is as good or as fun.

One that came very, very close, of course, is Star Control II, which most people consider to be the spiritual successor to Starflight. It was the same type game--a type of game that is never made anymore. Now, everything is mindless first-person shooting, shitty real-time strategy, or mindlessly-boring turn-based resource management. Nothing--nothing--ever has or ever will evoke the sense of wonder that I felt when my father and I finished Starflight and we discovered the secret of the flaring stars.

Is it perhaps because I have become too old to be gripped by wonder anymore? Can the inimitable gaming experiences of my childhood ever be matched?

Probably not.

Posted by Keeper @ 05:09 PM CST [Link]

Sunday, January 20, 2002

I didn't write an update yesterday. Someone spank me!

To fill you in with the wonderful, interesting activities that occupied my time, I watched TV, played some games, watched TV, watched a movie, watched Babylon 5: Legend of the Rangers on Scifi, and then went to bed.

Yeah, but it was great. It was a great day, because I didn't have to do anything. Aaaaaaaah.

Posted by Keeper @ 12:09 PM CST [Link]

Friday, January 18, 2002

Oh, sweet merciful crap. Forum regular deidre whereami slapped this up in the forums today: the Internet Archive's WayBack Machine. It allows you to pull up old (sometimes positively ANCIENT) versions of web sites.

I found my old web site. From my old ISP. With all the artwork. Gack.

Posted by Keeper @ 04:16 PM CST [Link]

This made me laugh. Link snarfed from Metafilter.

Posted by Keeper @ 10:16 AM CST [Link]

I'm back at my normal building today, because my help is needed here to do the same things I've been doing at the other buildings--lease rollovers. By now, I've gotten my procedures down pat.

Of course, I would be able to load machines much better if I had access to the directory in which live the machine images. Right now, even though I'm on the ACL, I'm getting Access Denied messages. The NT guys are working on it.

Since this is my only task today, I've nothing to do but browse the web. Woe is me!

Posted by Keeper @ 08:16 AM CST [Link]

Thursday, January 17, 2002

It's finally going to be over.

Yes, Fox is going to put "The X-Files" out of its mysery. After nine seasons and a crapload of awards, it's going to finally end. Really, it's about damn time.

I remember when the series premiere of "X-Files" came on--I was a freshman in high school, and my friend BJ and I were both angry as hell that we couldn't watch this new "X-Files" show that was coming on because we were in marching band and had to attend football games every Friday night. Until football season was over, we watched "X-Files" only because of the magic of the VCR.

And, damn, was I hooked.

I loved it. I loved every second of every episode, even though I knew that the show sucked. It was great. It was wonderful. The conspiracies, the brief mentions of larger goings-on behind the scenes, the mystery, the magic--oh, man. I ate up the first season of XF like the guiltiest of guilty-sweet candy and starved for more. The first season stretched into the second season, and from then into the absolutely incomparable third and fourth seasons. BJ and I discussed "X-Files" for hours on end. It didn't bother me that by this time, the show was shifting, was becoming more of a real, normal-person mainstream show and moving away from the cultish camp that it had started out as. I felt loyal--I was one of the six people that watched the whole first season, and it was my show.

The seasons stretched on. Scully got cancer and the tension skyrocketed. Truly, "X-Files" was wonderful and amazing and great. I loved each episode, including such incredible jewels as Unusual Suspects, Clyde Bruckman's Final Repose, Jose Chung's 'From Outer Space', Triangle, Bad Blood, and my uncontested favorite episode, Musings of a Cigarette Smoking Man.

I REALLY enjoyed the movie and thought it a fantastic addition to the series. Unfortunately, it signaled the beginning of the end. Oh, sure, the Conspiracy was resolved and the Conspirators torched into unidentifiable black crispiness, but the show...oh, it just got so, so, so bad.

Now, I don't even watch "X-Files" anymore. Ive tried--I really have given Agent Dogett a chance, and I like Robert Patrick, but I can't connect with the show anymore. It's too...oh, God forgive me for saying it, but it's too mainstream.

I will mourn the "X-Files"' passing, but truly, it died a long time ago.

Ugh. Must work now. Tons to do.

Posted by Keeper @ 08:36 AM CST [Link]

Wednesday, January 16, 2002

I found a web site dedicated to ex-employees of my last company! Wow! They have a message board and everything! Tee hee hee.

Today has been one of the busier days in a long time. Lease rollovers. All. Day. Long.

If I don't post much about my life and stuff, it's because there's nothing huge and momentous happening. The Girlfriend and I are doing splendidly, work is flowing smoothly, and life is good. I pray everything continues like it is.

Posted by Keeper @ 04:03 PM CST [Link]

Tuesday, January 15, 2002

What exactly do I mean when I say "lease rollovers"? I'm glad you asked.

A big task for the past several months has been the changing out of computers whose leases are up. In order to save a large amount of money, all of the computers at my company are leased. Through a chance arrangement of the lease scheduling, a frightening number of leases must be changed out between December and March. By "a frightening number" I mean "greater than one thousand". The team we have on this project consists of precisely four people, including myself. We figured when we started that if we each did twenty computers per day, starting six weeks before we actually started, that we'd only be a month late on finishing.

Add into this the simultaneous Windows 2000 deployment, and add onto THAT the "We're going to use this opportunity to make certain that every single computer's software load is in full license compliance!" effort, and we're realistically deploying two, sometimes three computers per day per person.

So, lease rollovers are taking old computers whose leases are up and swapping them with shiny new computers on fresh leases. Then, we do the whole thing over again when these leases are up in two or three years or something.

Bleah.

Posted by Keeper @ 12:20 PM CST [Link]

Monday, January 14, 2002

After Customer Service Debacle #2, I have initiated the cancellation of my Southwestern Bell DSL account. The gents at Time Warner were more than happy to set me up an appointment for Roadrunner installation. This should all happen next month. For a run-through of Customer Service Debacle #2, see the [more] text. [more]

Posted by Keeper @ 01:51 PM CST [Link]

I go back again for my pain and injury session today--yes, it's Personal Trainer Session Number 2! I'm going to ask the guy to lay off my legs this time. With any luck, he'll make me focus instead on my upper body. This'll mean that I won't be able to use my arms to eat, drink, brush my teeth, comb my hair, or wipe my ass, but at least I'll be able to walk.

Posted by Keeper @ 12:40 PM CST [Link]

A drive in the disk array that serves our company's primary NT cluster went tango-uniform about ten minutes ago. This has put a complete stop to all the activities I have on my plate for this morning.

Too bad for me, I suppose. Tee hee.

Posted by Keeper @ 09:14 AM CST [Link]

I have stayed up until 12:45 playing video games. I am an idiot.

Posted by Keeper @ 12:47 AM CST [Link]

Sunday, January 13, 2002

Mmmm, Super Mario 64. So many colors. So much to do. So little weekend left to play.

Emulation. Wow. Can life get any better than this?

Posted by Keeper @ 02:52 PM CST [Link]

Saturday, January 12, 2002

I've been thinking a lot lately about job stability and what IT employees--specifically, support guys--expect out of a company versus what other kinds of employees expect. I'm on my third IT job now. My first was a summer internship and lasted three months. My second was the George Job and lasted twenty months, give or take a couple of weeks. After just over eighteen months at the George Job, I was feeling seriously burnt-out, headachy, and tired of being there, which leads me to question whether we as IT people--knowledge workers, as I was told in college--are forced into a different mindset by all being placed under similar circumstances.

When I was a regular poster on alt.tech-support.recovery it was a much-bandied about factoid that the average support worker reaches "burnout"--that state where you can no longer draw breath without experiencing withering hatred for all things job-related--was eighteen months. Contrast eighteen months to the average length of employment in other fields: there are guys at my current company that have been there for twenty years, and some for even longer than that. I cannot imagine holding an IT job for that long, though I desire job stability as much as anyone else.

It is a loyalty issue? I don't think that I'm a disloyal employee, but the last place I worked made it perfectly clear to me on many occasions that job functions were only worthwhile when they translated directly into increasing profitability or company visibility, and that my position enhanced neither. For all the high talk about moving into the Internet future and technology in the workplace, there are still companies that view IT as a line-item expense instead of a core function. At my last job, I didn't view myself as contributing to the growth of the company, mainly because of the attitude that was passed down to me by my manager and my manager's manager: us against them. IT against the users.

The problem, from my point of view on the bottom of the pyramid, is that companies frequently do not place as much value on IT--their infrastructure--as they do on direct, revenue-generating departments. On the other side of the fence, IT workers frequently will think that all users are idiots, all companies are Dilbertian and stupid, and that they will rule over their network and users with an iron fist. This means poor service on both ends, and eighteen-month cycles of burnout and job-hunting.

I like my current job. I feel like it's a place where I can spend the rest of my career, and I'd like to do so, if they'll have me. A large part of that is because I think my current employer gets it, and treats employees properly and well.

I think I'm going to eat lunch, then see my girlfriend. Time to focus on the tangible, important things.

Posted by Keeper @ 01:39 PM CST [Link]

Friday, January 11, 2002

I've been talking more and more with people from my George job, and more and more of them are quitting and being sad. I talked with the guy who used to be the NT administrator, who is still jobless. The job market, frankly, sucks.

I had a dream last night. Damn, was it crazy. [more]

Posted by Keeper @ 10:38 AM CST [Link]

Thursday, January 10, 2002

I still can't walk right. The world feels funny.

Before I worked at office jobs, I never found Dilbet to be that funny. Now, though, it's not so much a comic strip as a survival guide.

Meetings. Man. I've never seen people almost fight over the layout of a flowchart--until today.

Posted by Keeper @ 01:20 PM CST [Link]

Wednesday, January 9, 2002

I had my first session with the personal trainer yesterday, and boy, are my legs tired.

No, I'm serious. After warming up on a bike and stretching, the first thing the guy had me do was forty lunges, with a twelve pound weight in each hand, followed by twenty ballerina dips with a thirty pound weight gripped in my now-trembling fingers. Those two things blew my legs completely out and left me stumbling around for the remainder of the half-hour session. There was some other stuff, but it all passed by in a blur of accelerated-heart rate-induced pain. I'd thought that three months of aerobic exercise--four days a week, 30-45 minutes a day on a Precor elliptical walker--would prepare me for Personal Trainer Land, but I was quite wrong.

The good news, I suppose, is that Pete--that's his name--let me know that I didn't report feeling any more dead than any other first-timer.

Great. I'll feel much happier about that just as soon as I can walk normally again. Right now, I'm hobbling around like an arthritic monkey.

All bitching aside, the session made me realize two things: that I have a long way to go, and that when I get there, if I can take this much crap, I'm going to be DEAD SEXY. Oooh yeah.

(Actually, I'm just guessing about the second part, but a guy can dream, can't he?)

Posted by Keeper @ 04:15 PM CST [Link]

I'm still kind of in shock about the George-job company apparently folding. Whew. Big stuff.

It must be despressing for the CEO. I know the guy and despite what's being said, he's decent. He really did care. Now, if he's smart and if he's been saving, he'll probably be financially stable for a long time. Considering his degree and background and experience, he ought to be snapping up a new job in no time.

Still, to have your life's work crushed and destroyed before your very eyes has got to be tough. Particularly because the company's fall can be traced directly to the marketing department's stupidity.

The marketing department. Don't even get me started.

Posted by Keeper @ 12:48 PM CST [Link]

Tuesday, January 8, 2002

Oh, and I got my car back. A part that the dealership called a "halo" failed. Apparently, this part is integral in reading the electrical resistance of the car key (it's got a "chip" in it, which is apparently a fancy word for "resistor"). It failed, and my car thought I was trying to steal it.

All is well now. Vroom, vroom.

Posted by Keeper @ 03:39 PM CST [Link]

My inbox has been lighting up with reports from fellow ex-coworkers. Looks like the company I worked for while constructing the majority of the Chronicles of George is going down in flames--funding for this month is questionable, and the whole place might shut down soon.

I feel bad. For the first year, it was such a great place to work. I'm happy that I at least got to experience the "dot com" feeling when dot coms were still happy, good things. I doubt that ever again will I work in a place that provides free food and drink and has a "wear whatever's clean" dress code.

If the company ever tanks and vanishes completely, I'll happily post its name and be willing to more fully talk about my experiences there. As is, though, since they still exist and operate, I will not say anything connected to them that could possibly be construed as damaging or disparaging.

Posted by Keeper @ 03:36 PM CST [Link]

As if in direct response to my previous talk of Wendy's Texas Double Cheeseburgers, Dave Thomas died last night. Rest in peace, Dave. Your burgers are still the best.

Posted by Keeper @ 10:29 AM CST [Link]

Monday, January 7, 2002

I love my girlfriend. Absolutely. Completely.

Just thought I'd share before I went to bed.

Posted by Keeper @ 10:45 PM CST [Link]

I'm conducting this update from the desk of one of my users, while copying files onto his new computer. Yes, folks, I'm back to doing lease rollovers. This project will probably take, oh, the rest of my life.

I hate Windows 95. We're still using it. In fact, we're deploying new machines with it installed. We take these new machines out of the box, fresh from the factory. We blow away the factory-installed Windows 2000 load and install our crappy Windows 95 load.

Soon, we will go to Windows 2000, but upgrading 200,000+ seats to Windows 2000 is not an easy proposition, considering that most of those 200,000+ seats are on very different hardware configurations with wildly different software requirements. There is a lot of testing still to be done. A lot.

My car is in the shop, too. My vehicle anti-theft system freaked out. I went to get gas last night and when I got back into the car after pumping, I tried to start it up and my THEFT light started blinking like crazy. I had my roomie bring me my spare key, just in case, but no joy.

I called Ford's 24-hour roadside assistance, and after absolutely no wait, I was connected to a friendly guy who gave me a procedure to reset my anti-theft system. It involved locking and unlocking the doors in a certain order, not touching the car for 15 minutes, then doing more door locking and unlocking, then trying to start the car. It didn't work, of course. The car is in the shop.

Have I mentioned that I'm on my second Mustang GT in one year? I'm never buying a Ford again. My next car will be a Honda Accord. My dad's Accord has gone ~80,000 miles and except for regular 15,000 mile checkups has never needed a visit to the shop.

My first Mustang went 15,000 miles before I decided I'd had enough of its break-every-month crap and got a replacement from Ford. My current Mustang, which I've had since June, has a tick over 7,000 miles on it, and it looks like my pain is about to start all over again.

Ugh.

Posted by Keeper @ 11:20 AM CST [Link]

Sunday, January 6, 2002

When it comes to things I've written, I never, ever throw away anything. After wading my way through the University of Houston's Honors College, this means that I've got a butt-load of English papers sitting on my hard drive, taking up space. Every once in a great while, I'll look over them again, but there's nothing I can do with them.

Several days ago, inspiration struck--why not sell the things?

After a bit of searching, I found a web site called AcaDemon that will actually pay money for college-level research and analytical papers. I almost wet my pants. These people were going to pay money for my papers. And, after paying me to submit them, they put them up for sale, and if anyone buys them off the web site, I get paid more money.

I highly recommend this service to anyone with a large amount of old English papers sitting around. Their standards are pretty high--they say they have a team of "experts" that reviews each submitted paper and only the best are passed onto the service--but as long as you've good quality papers, it shouldn't be a problem.

I'm still giddy over the fact that I might actually get some money out of this. w00t!

Posted by Keeper @ 12:23 PM CST [Link]

Saturday, January 5, 2002

Apparently, some guys started waiting in line on for Star Wars Ep2 on January 1. Saw this on Slashdot. My favorite Slashdot comment? "One day, this will be something they'll tell someone else's grandchildren about."

Wow.

I downloaded the demo to Medal of Honor: Allied Assault and played with it for a while. Everybody on VoodooExtreme seemed to be creaming their shorts about this game, but it so far hasn't done anything for me. Instead, I've been sinking my hours this week into playing Super Metroid (my Super Nintendo emulator of choice is ZSNES, though there are a ton of others). Mmmmm, Super Metroid. Truly, one of the finest SNES games ever made.

In fact, I'm going to play it. RIGHT. NOW.

Posted by Keeper @ 10:06 AM CST [Link]

Friday, January 4, 2002

I just spent nearly two hours troubleshooting someone's Outlook problem.

I won't bore you with the details; I got it working and it's fixed now. However, somewhere in between the time when I was re-installing Outlook 97 and the time when I was installing Outlook 2000, I began to ponder how much of my life has been spent watching status bars crawl across the screen. Then I got all depressed and had to stop before I formatted somone's hard drive.

Posted by Keeper @ 01:39 PM CST [Link]

For the third day in a row, I am at my own desk in my own building. This can't last too much longer--I've been away for so long, I've forgotten everyone's name.

I'm desperate for sushi. I've not had a good sushi meal in nearly three weeks. The problem, really, is that eight pieces of nigiri and a couple of maki rolls come out to twenty-five bucks (if I drink green tea and leave a decent-sized tip), and not only is it right after Christmas, but I'm also trying to save up money to buy an engagement ring.

But, ooooh, the wonderful taste of unagi, maguro, hamachi, a spider roll...aw, fuck it. I'm having sushi for lunch.

Posted by Keeper @ 10:52 AM CST [Link]

Thursday, January 3, 2002

Truly, the most perfect of all fast food items is Wendy's Texas Double Cheeseburger.
Today, I will make use of the [MORE] feature.
[more]

Posted by Keeper @ 01:05 PM CST [Link]

It's Thursday, and Thursday means staff meeting. I feel both terribly important and terribly useless when I attend staff meetings--on one hand, I feel like I'm taking part in something bigger than myself, helping to better the IT department and filling my mind with relevant information on how to do my job better. On the other hand, I also feel like it's a way to kill two hours without anybody really minding. Then, after the meeting there's lunch and the drive back to my building...all in all, from 10:00 to 13:00, not a lot happens on Thursdays.

It's just as well. I have no desire to close calls or roll out new PCs this morning anyway.

Posted by Keeper @ 09:17 AM CST [Link]

Wednesday, January 2, 2002

The Spiders is entrancing. Though it is yet only two episodes long, I find myself completely taken in by it.

Link snarfed from Metafilter.

Posted by Keeper @ 02:59 PM CST [Link]

I'm a Babylon 5 fanatic.

There we go. Thought I'd get that out of the way first.

I used to be a regular follower of the Babylon 5 moderated newsgroup, and thus a regular consumer of series updates from Babylon 5 creator J. Michael Straczynski. Without going into my usual twenty minute-long speech about how B5 is the greatest television show ever, let me simply say that B5 is good science fiction. Damn good science fiction. Any show where the writer/producer regularly interacts with fans and provides lucid, helpful answers to their questions deserves bonus points, anyway.

It'd been a while since I'd read rastb5m, so I hit Google Groups and poked around a bit for recent postings from jms, to get a handle on what's going on in the B5 universe these days. The big news, of course, is the 2 hour TV movie, Babylon 5: Legend of the Rangers, which premiers January 19. Hey, I don't watch much TV anymore. I didn't know it was coming out so soon.

Not a lot happening at work today. I'm nailing down help desk tickets, but most of my day is being spent at my desk, poking around on the web and wondering if anybody is even reading this thing.

Probably better if no one is.

Posted by Keeper @ 02:32 PM CST [Link]

Though I went to bed shortly after 11:00pm, I lay awake for hours and hours. Shortly after 5:30am, I realized that tonight was just not going very well at all. I hate it when that happens.

I arrived late for work today--fortunately, they're understanding about such things. Trying to cut down the help desk queue right now. It's overflowing with "I forgot my password" problems and "All of my stuff stopped working over Christmas" problems. And the obligatory "None of the printers in the building work!" problems, too.

How the hell do you FORGET your password over the holidays? I mean, give me a fucking BREAK.

Posted by Keeper @ 12:56 PM CST [Link]

Tuesday, January 1, 2002

For some reason, the urge to register www.pantsalive.com has been floating around in my mind for the past few weeks. No particular reason--I just think it would be a cool domain name to have.

Posted by Keeper @ 03:06 PM CST [Link]

It was the character John Doe in David Fincher's "Se7en" who said, "I've gone...and done it...again!"

Well, lo and behold, I've gone and done it again.

Welcome to keeper's tail, my own personal weblog. Never being one who could leave well enough alone, I've created a place for me to bitch about stuff. Go me. This web site will be dedicated to what I think about current goings-on, how I feel about what's happening in my life, and all the banal crap that weblogs are usually about.

I must give special thanks to Bob at North American Networks for graciously providing gratis webspace and bandwidth for this site. Without his generosity, both this site and the Chronicles of George would simply not exist.

So, um, on with the bitching, I suppose. [more]

Posted by Keeper @ 12:00 PM CST [Link]