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Ron and Jen came over for a visit. With them came their housewarming gift of pet rats, consequently named Ron and Jen. The rats proceeded to poop smelly poop all over anyone that handled them, which gave Missy an instant bond with them. We started the visit off right with some quality mexican food to give everyone plenty of ammo. While the girls went shopping, Ron
tore up the Ranger in his quest to give me the ultimate OEM stereo upgrade. I looked on and helped when I could, documenting the whole process. When he was done, my base model ranger had a 6 Disc MP3 head unit with dual subwoofers and top-of-the-OEM-line speakers throughout. We decided to risk the mexican food and climbed into the enclosed cab for a test drive consisting of various heavy-bass songs. We cranked the subs enough to grow the crack in my windshield and marked the install a success. After a few episodes of Law and Order we saw the original Ron and Jen off, and took the other Ron and Jen out for some more poop adventures. Thanks Ron and Jen! (both sets)
After receiving a forwarded email from an associate (originally from a Michael Moore fanatic) reflecting on the election by naming all soldiers killed in action in Iraq, then receiving
this link and
this link all within the span of 15 minutes I'm fed up with all this blind hate. When I ask any of these people why they feel the way they do I get a response I can google for and find originating from a media outlet or political extremist website. Have we really turned into puppets? Can we no longer form our own ideas and opinions? Is our only purpose to latch on to the idea best presented to us and fight for it
like our life depends on it? There are very few things I am willing to fight for that passionately and none of them are dictated by fanatics. "But now you're just a puppet yourself! Letting people walk all over you!" No, although it's much more dramatic to feel that way this is not the case. I don't pretend I can turn others to my own opinion. Attempting to do so only enrages the person you are trying to convince because they are either confident in themselves or already programmed by another popular idea. Instead, I make personal decisions that are best inline with my own beliefs. To invoke Michael Knight, "One man can make a difference.", but not through bullying other people. Michael Knight spoke with his actions and people followed. He didn't harass people who thought a different way, he just did his own thing and people respected him for it. It's easy to complain about something and not do anything about it (except try to cram your complaint down everyones throat) but difficult to silently work toward that change and make a difference. Now call your representatives and DEMAND they accelerate the space program so I can get away from all you freaks!
This server resumed connectivity as of
3:24pm, EST. So far the connection seems to be an improvement over the old location. Consequently, the
Gnome Cam does not yet have a gnome to observe. Rest assured this situation will be remedied quickly (along with the crappy reception). If you spot any other problems with the server shoot me an email.
The last two nights at my new house I've spent in the master bedroom (first two were on the living room floor) and both of those nights I hear a sound similar to that water pipes make when recoiling from a valve shutting off quickly. The strange thing about the noise is that it happens almost exactly every 55 seconds. I never heard the noise in the living room, and when I stand in the hallway waiting for it I never hear it. It only comes through clear when I'm in the bedroom. The predictability makes me think it's something automated, but none of my appliances are on when I hear the noise. Sometimes it sounds far away like it's from an industrial complex nearby (there are at least three in the area) but other times it sounds like it's coming direct from the walls. It's a known fact that we have a mouse problem so maybe there is a mathmatical genius mouse trying to tell me something. More updates as my research continues.
This server will be down on November 2nd from 1:00pm - 5:00pm during transfer to my new location. All hosted domains and web apps will be unavailable during this time.
Webcam and
Blacknova updates will also be suspended. Email
atomicinternet@gmail.com with any concerns.
I have 4
Gmail invites left and everyone I talk to either has one or doesn't care for one. I was going to e-bay them but they're only going for $1 now and it's just not worth it. If you can demonstrate your worthiness I'll shoot one your way. Just email
atomicinternet@gmail.com and tell me your entire family will be wiped out by the plauge if I don't send you a gmail invitation or something to that effect. Even
Enorym loves Gmail, so you know it has to be good. He was quoted as saying "Oh my god, this is awesome!"
Today was
the big move from my old house to my new one, henceforth referred to "Beta" and "Alpha" respectively. The entire Laura clan (Frank, Frank, Carolyn, Laura, Sam, and of course Missy) moved all my appliances and couches. I am also fortunate to have awesome friends, specifically
Ron,
Duane,
Steve,
Keith and Lindsay, Zack, Jaged and
Lomar and Mrs. Lomar who also helped out. All this while my dad painted Alpha. I'm thorougly spoiled rotten. Alpha is by far larger than Beta, but I have so much crap I've almost filled it and I only have 85% of my stuff moved. I'm theorizing Beta has a molecular densifier that shrunk each item as it came in the door, returning to full size once it exited the house. My to do list is gigantic but fortunately winter is coming and I'm flat broke so my free time has nowhere else to go. I had a great time moving and I hope all aforementioned members of the moving parted enjoyed themselves as well. It was so much fun I think now I'll move back to Beta just for kicks!
While picking up a van for my
moving day from his work, my father said "Let's go check out the
GT". We drive over to the part of Wixom Assembly that is assembling the vehicle and when I walk in it's like something out of a movie. No less than 30 GT's were waiting for final inspection/delivery in the building. I quickly prevented myself from soiling my pants and started to inspect the one closest to me. Two coolant resevoirs (one for intercooler) and a giant roots charger greeted me in the rear. I introduced myself to them both and proceeded to meet the giant 315/40ZR19 rear tires. After much introduction my father informed me that I would be going on the pre-delivery test drive with a technician. Again I prevented a soilage and met the test driver who had driven them on a test track doing four wheel drifts around corners. The comment sheet for the test drive had a simple messsage: "Ford GT Test Loop: ~25 miles. Obey all traffic laws and be courteous" Unfortunately the first 10-15 miles the engine does not go into boost (for break-in) so the first few miles were spent watching everyone else stare at the car. After that the test driver informed me we were going to do a "hose blowoff test" at which point I experienced a gravity shift toward the rear and noticed the boost gauge instantly spring to 15+ psi from 3,000 RPM up to the 9,000 redline. We took some turns and returned to the plant, but at this point I required new pants so I thanked the driver and quickly exited the building. Almost ironically this was the one time I did not have my camera, so next time I head to the plant I will definatley be armed with photographic devices. Now if I can just sell both my houses I might be able to get one!
AtomicInternet: Holy crap
AtomicInternet: the entire
www.georgewbush.com website is a
slam against kerry
Internet Menace: yeah thats the point
AtomicInternet: When you run for president I want to be your
campaign manager
AtomicInternet: and I won't slam anybody
AtomicInternet: I'll just deny whatever people accuse me of
AtomicInternet: I'll be a fresh new approach
Internet Menace: yeah me too
AtomicInternet: we'll get up there and say "Honest Joseph for
President!"
AtomicInternet: then when we're in office we'll scam everybody
out of a billion dollars and fly to our own island with the wives
Internet Menace: oh yeah!
AtomicInternet: there we'll build a super society of
techno-freaks and colonize mars
AtomicInternet: It will be perfect
Internet Menace: i love the idea
AtomicInternet:
http://www.georgewbush.com/calculator/Default.aspx
AtomicInternet: Geroge W Bush doesn't recognize that
Mercury made a Cougar in 1999
AtomicInternet: I'm not voting for him
Internet Menace: what are you talking about?
Internet Menace: what is your weekly millage
Internet Menace: you have to select Lincoln-Mercury
AtomicInternet: Lincoln-Mercury?
AtomicInternet: Those Jerks!
AtomicInternet: OK I'll vote for him
AtomicInternet: you saved GW a vote joseph
Internet Menace: YAY!
Internet Menace: thanks!
Internet Menace: He's a good man Brad
Internet Menace: just like you
As
mentioned by my associate, the recent marriage of Mr. and Mrs. Steven Kelley may result in a situation where you will be unsure how to address the newly married couple. This may introduce an uncomfortable or awkward moment while you search for the proper term to use. This informative update is intended to prevent such a situation and educate you on the proper protocol. With regards to Mr. Kelley, you may continue to address him as "Steve," "Dr. Kelley," "Kellster," or "That guy who owes me $20." With regards to Mrs. Steven Kelley, you may only address her as "Mrs. Steven Kelley." Do not communicate with her using any other identifier or shorthand. Failure to follow these rules will result in a serious faux pas that may alienate you from the couple. Spread the word.
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