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April 28, 2006
Techie advice
We're having a problem at school with the computer lab. We have a file server and a bunch of workstations (Windows, zod help me). Can anyone suggest how to set the network proxies for all the computers from the file server? Also, how do we get certain websites to be listed under the favorites permanently, as they get reset every night?
Beer/dinner for anyone who can help me on this.
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April 27, 2006
Window of cuddling
I know I don't give off the cuddly vibe, but I'm actually an extremely cuddly person.
Not that Derrick would know, at least since we first moved to the new apartment. Back at the old loft, I was a cuddle fiend. As soon as he was horizontal, I'd be spooning. Of course, it helped that the loft was always cool/cold, and Derrick is a little heat generator. The new apartment has sucked- it was an oven during the summer, and then they turned on the radiator system. It was so hot all winter that we always kept our windows open and the flowers didn't die. We never needed the comforter, and rarely even needed sheets. If my sexy little heat generator tried to cuddle any time this winter, I would begin howling and kicking. Not very fun.
A few days ago, the radiator hopefully rattled its final song for the season. Since then, my desire to cuddle has increased as the temperature in the house dropped. I hope this weather lasts for a little while. I need some cuddling.
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April 24, 2006
Classification
I remember the good old days when I just came out of the closet.
"I'm gay!" I shouted, and I had no idea that answer was insufficient, at least in NYC.
So many people wanted to classify what kind of gay I was. Was I a twink? Was I a Chelsea boy/Muscle Mary? Was I an alterna-fag? Was I a butch boy? Was I a guppie, a leather man, a nancy nellie, or a Miss Julie Mary Mariposa?
No, if someone insists on a label for purely physical reasons, apparently I'm an otter, which is a sub-class of the bear group. Thank you so much, fascinating and informative Wikipedia. Being an otter means that I am the only marine mammal that insulates with fur instead of blubber, and I am also one of only a handful of mammals that use tools. I am also very playful, as evidenced by my penchant for frolicking in freezing water. If you saw a group of us, we would be known as a bevy or raft of otter (the plural does not require an 's').
In natural settings, a group of bears is known as a sleuth or sloth of bears. However, gay bears need a better grouping. I'm proposing a brew of bears, as they like beer. For some of the snobby, exclusive ones that only function as a single entity, I have also thought of a 'frat' or 'shit in the woods' of bears.
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April 22, 2006
Fibonacci
So a literacy person at my school has been pressuring me to write a poem for her literacy program. She apparently never saw me negotiating carefully with my English teachers back in high school. I would analyze poetry, but my poetry was awful.
Now math poetry is all the rage.
Here's my first attempt. Any suggestions?
Math
For
Me is
Natural
Subtle, discrete, more
Than just two plus two equals four.
(Derrick just pointed out to me that my poetry is a little on the literal side.) See? I'm not good at poetry.
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April 21, 2006
Happy Hour with geeks
When you have drinks with geeks, conversations drift in really alarming ways.
Elijah Wood is the only hobbit I wouldn't sleep with. I'm just saying. Gayest hobbit EVER.
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April 19, 2006
Back in town
Ahhh, the freedom of Spring Break.
Am I doing laundry?
No.
Am I doing groceries?
No.
Am I working on my tan?
Um, no.
Courtesy of Harlem Hottie Michael, I'm taking online tests!
| the Wit |
| CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARK You like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean pretentious. You realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the Simpsons' philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor and most other things found in a fraternity leave you totally flat. I guess you just have a more cerebral approach than most. You have the perfect mindset for a joke writer or staff writer. Your sense of humor takes the most thought to appreciate, but it's also the best, in my opinion. You probably loved the Office. If you don't know what I'm talking about, check it out here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/. PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Jon Stewart - Woody Allen - Ricky Gervais  The 3-Variable Funny Test! - it rules - |
My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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| Link: The 3 Variable Funny Test written by jason_bateman on Ok Cupid.
Posted by G at 09:07 AM | Comments (1) | TrackBack April 18, 2006Chicago Trip, Part Deux
For all the rest of the exciting pics of Chicago, click here. Posted by G at 05:09 PM | Comments (4) | TrackBack April 17, 2006Pics of Chicago WienersI promised wiener pics.
Posted by G at 09:35 AM | Comments (8) | TrackBack April 14, 2006Goodbye NYC, Hello Chicago
I'll post the drunken nekkid pics in the next few days. Posted by G at 11:17 AM | Comments (9) | TrackBack April 12, 2006Until the breakI haven't talked about school for a few weeks. School is actually becoming better. The school finally came out of lockdown, and we have an interim (hopefully permanent) principal. The difference is astounding. Things are still far from perfect, but it is hard to describe how close our school was coming to total meltdown. He encourages teachers, supports them, and is also expecting the best from the students. The difference is like night and twilight. Still dark, but a lot brighter. The best thing is that spring break starts tomorrow. No more kids, no more books, no more teachers' dirty looks, at least until April 24th. Posted by G at 08:01 PM | Comments (1) | TrackBack April 08, 2006My armpits smell funny
I showered, put on the Degree. I sniffed my armpits. They smelled like pixie sticks. Swear To Zod. I ran out and made Derrick sniff my pits. With a bit of trepidation, he agreed that, yes, my armpits smelled like pixie sticks. I do not feel manly when my armpits smell like pixie sticks. Paper tubes filled with flavored sugar are not my favored mode of making my olfactory presence known. The worst thing is the evening, when the odor can only be described as musky pixie sticks. Zod help me. Posted by G at 12:25 PM | Comments (14) | TrackBack April 06, 2006SpringI guess the definition of spring in NYC is if the snow doesn't stick to the ground. Sheesh! Posted by G at 04:46 PM | Comments (0) | TrackBack April 04, 2006Who can resist?
Bear needs a temporary home, as we're going to Chicago for the spring break from April 13th-18th. Anyone interested in taking care of the best dog in the world? Millions of people will vouch for her great behavior, sweet disposition, and gassy emanations. We promise lots of rewards and presents from Chicago. I'm serious. Posted by G at 06:30 PM | Comments (9) | TrackBack April 03, 2006Think Different
Yes, I'm a big geek. If you didn't know that, you also probably didn't know that my favorite computer company just celebrated their 30th. I personally thought that their anniversary being on April 1 had something to do with this giant iPod in Australia, and then it was refuted. It does exist, it just happens to look like an iPod. So my oldest computer was a Radio Shack Color Computer, which was obviously a huge step above the TRS-80 computers. It had a whole 16K of RAM to begin with, but I managed to hotwire it up to 64K. Yes, I was that sad. Once I got my first Mac, everything else paled. I've owned Macs since they first came out. My family even had a Lisa, which was the predecessor to the Mac. I've owned a Mac Plus, a Mac Classic, a Power Mac 6100, two iBooks, and one Powerbook. I've seen the great design, the bad design, and I've seen what happens when you plug an American Apple Imagewriter II into a UK electric socket. What do I want next? I'm lusting for the new Macbook Pro with the new Intel processor. Yes, I said it was sexy. Mock me. Posted by G at 09:40 PM | Comments (12) | TrackBack April 02, 2006Young Jim's Party of Fun!
The really fun part was when the food ran out and people began eating people. We still had satay sauce, so we just dipped limbs. So you wanna see the party pics? Click here. Posted by G at 09:19 PM | Comments (5) | TrackBack Time for Change
Thank zod for the time change. My stupid clock in the kitchen has been off for half a year. I knew if I waited long enough, it would be right again. I just went through the rest of the apartment, switching things forward. Same thing for the weather. I'm finally remembering why I like NYC so much. My herbs in the window survived, so my rosemary and thyme are blooming. I didn't even know they did that sort of thing. Now I have to figure out what else I change. I'm interviewing at some schools this week after scoring the math exams, but the removal of the principal makes me waver about leaving my school. Could I help my school by staying another year, or do I switch forward to something new? Posted by G at 01:17 PM | Comments (2) | TrackBack |
