"Do you live here?"
"Uh, nope. Wanna buy a van?"

While I was cleaning stuff out of the van, some sheriff-types were arresting some guy in the house it was parked in front of.

Sadly, no COPS-style shootout.

Recap of recent unfortunate events:

About a month and a half ago: The trusty imac died.

Saturday: The van traveled about three blocks and then only had reverse gear available. Will see what it does tomorrow and what the tranny mechanic says, but I suspect I hear a warble of an obese feminine nature...

This morning: The bike fell over against a wall and snapped the front reflector off.

Hey, at least I found the superglue.

The shit hit the trans today.

Between the stress from that, the stress from other things, lack of sleep, and the thumping goth-metal concert next door in the Edina, I was feeling unwell at the meeting today. Sorry.

Lunch from the BK across the parking lot didn't help matters. Their mushroom steakhouse sammich is ruined by the horrible steaksauce they slather it in.


Just woke up dreaming that tomatoes were the complex conjugate of my alarm clock alarm.

Picked up a fogger on clearance at Target. No idea what I'm going to use it for, but...

Voted this morning. Only voter there at 9:30am. At least this year they had my registration on file.

I'm at Icon 34.

Why aren't you?

Saw Videodrome last night at the Trylon microcinema.

Next week, they got Scanners!

Right now!

The iMac is dead.

Made in 1999, and gifted to me in 2003 by theatre_nerd and glittergodzilla, it survived my hardhack overclocking (done by moving around surface mount resistors on the processor daughtercard) and addition of CCFL caselighting (quite pleased with the result of that one), though as a result of being dissassembled so often, one of the internal cables became slightly dodgy.

In recent years, it served as a quite stable terminal for internets and IRC trolling, and bittorrenting MST3k episodes. Earlier this year, it went for eight months between power-failure induced reboots, and had been up for over three months before dying.

The cause of death is arcing in a high-voltage section of the CRT drive circuitry, causing the power supply to shut down almost as soon as it starts. The cpu is fine, and a fix is probably possible, but until then, it sits on the floor, looking forlorn and naked outside of its plastic casings.

Long live the iMac, may it live again.

Current Mood: melancholy

The attempt to escape The Lizard is a fail. Blast!

Woodchuck "Limited Release" Fall Cider is really good. I think I may be drinking a few more bottles of this tonight.

Current Mood: meh