RevSpork

Define "special"

This is a dating service?

Recipe for ripoff?

My wife has the cable account. (I pay for a few other utilities.) She pays $88/month for Comcast's cable service, but she's paying for Comcast Digital Gold, the highest level. We want to get Comcast's broadband service. The company says there's no cable/broadband package deal. The cost: $42/month for service plus $5/month rental fees. Adding another computer (mine) to the mix would bump up the service by $105/month. Total for Comcast: $149+$88=$237/month for the combined services.

It is me, or does this seem a mite steep?

How not to make a sale

Today, for the third time in six months, the wife and I decided to go out into the world and come home with a healthy, bouncing computer. What fools we have been.

Sign or surrender

Defend the internet!

It was inevitable

One of the historical attractions of owning a Mac was that there were virtually no viruses out there aimed at them.  Mac OS has long been considered invulnerable to virus attacks, and besides, why go after a computer company that owns less than ten percent of the market?  To really wreak havoc, virus programmers went after Windows-run machines.

Not anymore.  For the first time in many, many years, Macs are being targeted, and Apple is slow to react. 

I am no computer expert, but Apple would be making a fatal error in not patching up OSX ASAP.  It was only a matter of time when some fuckhead would target Mac users, and that time is now.

Bill Stevenson is my only hope!

I'm sure others can help as well, but Bill...well, Bill's Mac-cubed.

Okay, Bill: Here's the deal.  I want to buy a whole new Mac, upgrade everything from the CPU to the monitor.  (My G4 is an old, old model, brought in 2000.  If I wanted to zip it up, it would prolly cost more just to buy a whole new system, right?)  I'd also be upgrading my software, including Office, Photoshop, and some web page-building software that's better than Adobe Pagemill.  I have no need for animation or movie software, but both me and the Redhead will be doing some serious graphic design.  I'll definitely start collecting and listening to music off my new Mac, so speakers would be nyce.  I'm not a laptop fan; I like my computer stationary.  Maximum planned expenditure: $4,500.

So, what to buy, where to buy, why to buy.  Hit it, Bill!

*sounds of crickets chirping mingling with Reverend's muffled sobs*

Fine, fine.  I'll blog again as soon as I buy my Mac toys.

So...your move.

Bloggers' Future?

Imagine, if you will, an 80-year old blogger.  Lest you think I consider this the electronic equivalent of a freak show, I must point out he's also a halfway-decent writer, and although he doesn't have a lot to write about, he writes it better than most of the 20-something schmucks out there.  And I, as you know, appreciate honest, down-to-earth writing.  He posts in his blog almost every day, more often than I do, and I have to admit that if I can live the life he does at his age, I'd be very happy indeed.

That's all I have to say this morning.  Maybe later, I'll get outraged at the Republicans or rhapsodise about the Yankees choking in the playoffs or drool on about my girlfriend.  For now, I'm going to read this guy's blog a little longer, then get a load of dishes in the dishwasher, do a load of laundry, head out to the dope dealer's to get my meds, then a little grocery shopping. I need to buy a new CTA pass so's I can meet the Girlfriend downtown, where we'll hie ourselves to an Italian restaurant.   Come to think of it, this is going to be a damned good day. 

More than just a stupid pet trick

...and now, for your viewing pleasure...a chimpanzee hacks into a Diebold electronic voting machine.

You gotta love modern technology.

Reverend Spork, Porn Star

After a mere eleven hours of Effexor-induced snoozing, I woke up this morning, shuffled over to the computer room, and checked my e-mail.  Ah, yes, more e-mail from the Girlfriend.  A weekday does not go by without several e-mails from the Girlfriend, mostly news of the day but also reminders to pay the damned rent (I can't find my checkbook) and little love notes.  This morning, however, a different message lurked in my electronic mailbox.  According to her company, I've been classified as porn. 

That rat bastard!

As I am prone to do when I cannot sleep, I did a spork search on google. And, to my dismay, some rat bastard has perverted the spork for his own nefarious political purposes. "Beating liberals into submission" indeed.

Sporks are items of rare and delicate beauty, without which we could never spear a bean burrito *and* scoop up the dropped beans. It should never be used for conservative politics. My fans, my glorious, beautiful fans, I beg you...DESTROY THE ANTISPORK HERETIC! I'd do it myelf, but I gotta get some sleep.