It came from the Baltic

Two interesting pieces of modern classical from Estonia. The album doesn't appear to be out until October, but I'll be keeping an eye out for it's availability.

No wireless. Less space than a nomad. Lame.

Slashdot appears to be dead - or, at the very least, deeply resting. Now it's not been a healthy place for a very long time - just compare today's sanitised front-page with the blinkenlight hacks you'd get before the turn of the millennium - but, even in it's current state, for it to have lasted over 20 years, under so many owners, while the web undertook such rapid change, was a deeply impressive achievement.

Now it's death shouldn't be that big a deal for me, my tastes have changed and I've not been a regular reader for over a decade but... it's Slashdot! And Slashdot made up a pretty big part of my original forays onto the internet and, for better or worse, pointed me in the direction of a number of things that had a long term impact on my development as a person. To let it pass without even a murmur of acknowledgement would be a mistake.

It's the end of an era. 

And I feel old.

Do not touch the crazy.

I'm not sure who this 'Redacted' chap is but he does seem to be worryingly involved in the Kennedy Assassination.

Hidden Overlords

Shhhhh....

I have a theory. One I think needs to get out of there before I'm silenced. One that will change how you look at things, one that will change the world.

And what would this theory be?

Japan is under occupation from a race of vending machine shaped aliens. 

They're in the cities.

They're in the towns.

They're in the countryside. 

Ever watching of the people, ever ready to pounce should those under their yoke look at alternative purchasing options. 

And I fear. I fear that they're poised to push out and begin their conquest of the world. To march forth on their stubby little legs, their low centre of gravity rendering them impervious to all but the harshest self defence measures. Watch as our lives carelessly drop from the highest spiral, only to be unceremoniously wedged slightly above the goods retrieval door.  See our currencies separated into those that pass their coin sorting devices and those left to rattle into the rejected coin tray of doom. 

Do not ask what happens to those poor, unfortunate coins rejected by our new overlords. It doesn't bare thinking about.

This is our dark future - one world, crushed under vend.

Know you're enemy. They are coming...

Windows startup sounds 4000% slower.

Who knew that slowing down the three second Windows startup sound would leave you with something from the soundtrack of a mid budget science fiction movie? Personally I think the 'Windows 2000' works the best. 

The PFY may live to regret this...

And another link!

Apparently Simon Travaglia's original BOFH stories have moved home. I first read most of these in my late teens at my then employers expense - something I'm not sure I could get away with in today's hyper monitored environments (it also helped that I ran all the tech stuff so, even if I was monitored, it would have been monitored by me!). The early stories are pretty funny and worth going back to skim over, especially if all you're used to is the slightly lesser modern Register versions.

Short Changed...

Home...

So about that...

So where have I been?

Chiaroscuro

Happy autumn equinox everyone. May your day be balanced between the light and the dark.