I love my iPhone, but it annoys me that I cannot move songs onto it, or any files really, from anywhere but my home computer.

How do I change this?

What are the pros and cons of doing so?

Please advise, oh wise and powerful internets.

 "Crazy women may be incredibly hot, but remember, they're also FUCKING CRAZY."

"Just because you CAN does not mean you SHOULD."

"Stop. Ask yourself, 'am I being a dick?' - change your behaviour according to the answer."

"This is a lot of money. Don't spend all of it on that stuff."

Do you consider yourself a friend of my lovely wife princessdammitt ? Yes? Well then, please contact me via email ASAP. There are plans afoot.

here's what I need:

A simple messageboard/forum, to be installed on a MacOSX 10.4 server, that will serve my local network.

The simpler the better.

Does such a thing exist? And if so, where do I find it?

...regardless of how confident or not confident I may seem at any given time, in any given situation, one thing will always remain true.

I have no EFFING clue what I am doing.

Somewhere secret, somewhere dark. There's a faint sound of dripping water, and something rustles in the dark. Upon closer inspection, it's a young , fashionably unkempt, urban citizen, chained in a dank, dark, and somewhat nasty basement. The tight jeans are ripped, the ironic teeshirt is stained with some kind of horrible liquid, and the politically savvy scarf is lying forgotten in a corner.

The poor trapped thing looks up at you, and through cracked lips begs you for sustenance..."coffee? organic french press coffee? maybe some non-soy vegan bacon tofu? anything?" it gasps.... and you know, it is a broken thing. A wreched shell of itself. Now, now with it's will in tatters, the time is right for truth, to finally find out how (if) it thinks. It is time for....

20 QUESTIONS FOR A HIPSTER!
Here's how the game works, I have a hipster trapped in my basement. I'm gonna ask it twenty questions, then post the answers everywhere. But I need some help gathering questions, so, what have YOU always wanted to force a hipster to answer honestly? Post your questions in the comments, or in replies, and I'll edit up the best ones (and maybe change them if it amuses me) and then force my captive hipster to answer them. Possibly at tazerpoint.

1) Whats with the jeans? Are you just incapable of determining pants sizes? it's not like you're a rockstar...so really, whats the deal?

2) You are a vegan fitness obsessed health conscious organic salad muncher, so why the fixation on bacon?

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HEY INTERWEBS!! I'm thinking about switching bikes today. Right now I ride a massive yellow diamondback (a.k.a. The Yellow Bastard). But I'm giving serious thought to this bike.

http://alamedabicycle.com/itemdetails.cfm?LibId=56329

Most of my riding is on streets, with ocaisional deviations to trail and ditch, but not often. The diamondback I ride now is great for most purposes, but it's kinda slow, due to it's overwhelming beefyness. I wanna go faster, and I wanna go further. Most of that is down to my legs being leglike and being used more, but I'm thinking a new bike might help some more than a little bit too.

What say you interwebs? Am I teetering on the cusp of madness? Or is this plan just crazy enough to work?

I made a simple little icon. We should all know what it's for by now.

Take it, use it, put it places. Give it to others. Show some colors.

I have a .ai vector file handy if you'd like to enbiggen it and propagate it yourself.

Just think, after this Saturday, no more silly spam on this topic for...oh, however long it is till SfGoth has another one, won't that be SUPER?
So, in that spirit, here's the end-times-are-well-fucking-nigh final 'nic-spam post.

Are you now, or have you ever been, a communis..er..member of the Bay Area Goth-Industrial scene?
If yes, then:

There's gonna be a picnic this weekend (saturday) in Alameda for all us types.
it's during the day (hisssss, sky it burnsses usss! yesss...), but worry not, you can drink the sun off at one of several events happening saturday night. ((http://www.myspace.com/psychwardectlab springs to mind ))
So come, bring stuff!

We're providing the location. You bring the other goodies.
There are ample grills, and one will be reserved for veggie stuff, as much as any public grill CAN be reserved for such things.
There are many tables.
There is parking in view of the picnic area.
There are places for spawnlings to play.
There is water to play in.
The weather promises to be gray in the morning, changing to sunny and warm as the day goes on. That is, if you trust bay area weather at all.....such a fickle beast it is.
There is a sand pit if you really need to pretend you're a cat and ..well.... y'know.
Directions and stuff can all be found at http://www.awesomeville.us/youneedsomesun
The SfGoth AidsWalk team will be there, pressganging you all into joining. Obey Them.

Beer/Wine is okay. If you bring other stuff, we don't wanna know.
The main rule? Be responsible damnit.
This is a very public location, there will be larva about, and alameda cops have NO sense of humor.

Best Dressed gets something shiny. It's coming from me, so it'll probably be something shiny that messes you up.
Time of judgement for said "Best Dressed" and what exactly qualifies as "best dressed" I reserve as the territory of my own personal whim - not before 2:00 though.

Finally, there's been talk of us needing table cloths. Anyone got some black ones?

Questions?

((Please, feel free to propagate this info as you see fit... YES DO.))

So...as far as father's day advertisements go, this one seems little ...um... "off" to me.



maybe I'm missing something, but what exactly are they selling here?
Because that sure as hell doesn't look like any dad *I* have ever seen.

((EDIT: it suddenly occurs to me that with a minor edit, this ad would make much more sense. "Stainless steel canteens and CHICK carriers" ... why yes, I am perfectly aware that that is very wrong. But really, what other interpretations is there?))

In other news, the gothnic is coming, so if you are, or have been a member of the bay area goth scene, come on down, we can has tasty things.

My weekend was good, I now own one really snazzoo looking victorian/steampunky/alternative/funky purple and black jacket. Antique's Faires? DANGEROUS. it also occurrs to me that for all my haterade of the whole steampunk thing, I sure do dress like one of "them" a whole hell of a lot. What with bowler hats, waistcoats, blazers, and goreyesque footwear and all.

All in all, life? Not so bad. There are asshats in the world, but my wife is awesome, my son is brain meltingly cool, my cats are fluffy, and my hobbies amuse me. What more I need?

1) Whoever coined the effing phrase "the best things in life are free" was either a) totally retarded, or b) had a really really terrible life. There are some things in life, yes, that are both very nice, and free. HOWEVER, many, if not most of, the really awesome things in life? They cost. In some way, shape, or form, they cost. Whether it be in money, or waking up 20 years later and thinking "was I really that much of an ass?", and the voices in your head shriek "YES!". (This is not to say I am against doing stupid fun for shites an' giggles...I am still very much FOR it....just sayin, there's always a cost, somewhere)

2) Dante has NO BONES. None, He can't, not with the stuff he pulls. We're taking hi out of the kitchen, she has one arm, I have the diagonal leg, and he's hanging happily between us (sounds odd I know, don't ask, he's very floppy sometimes) when he sudenly takes it into his head to "oh hey, I wanna be downwards now" and with a /kick flips himself clean over, while still dangling. It was like olympic gymnastics, except unplanned, and done while hanging from one's parents, thereby scaring the crap out of them. Good times.

3) I set my wife's phone to play "sweet transvestite" anytime her brother calls. In the interests of fairness, it does that whenever my sister calls too. (edit: I wonder if this somehow relates to #1?)

I return you now to your regularly schedule goofylinks, drama, and kvetching.

I recently did hte 50 mile Tour De Cure - and ever since then, I've been feeling like my commute ride has been...a little lacking. It's only 5 miles each way, and I'm barely winded at the end now. I think I may have crossed some unholy threshhold. So, in that spirit, I set myself a new goal this week. I decided to see if I could pack 100 miles onto the bike in a one weeks time. Again, not a tough goal for a lot of you I'm sure, but for me, it's once again a decent stretch.

So...today (this morning) I wrapped up mile 46 for this week. I still have 5-7 miles to go today which will put me well past the 50 mile mark. And there's still friday to go. I was originally planning on getting the 50 by friday, and wrapping up an additional fifty over the weekend, but now it looks like I'm ahead by a full day. I think at this point, I may well shoot for 70 by the end of the week, which will mean I'll only need 15 each day over the weekend, which is totally doable. Especially since I still need to explore around Oakland some.

In other news. I think if my computer isn't fixed by this weekend, I'm gonna A) get all customer serviccey on them, and B) start doing mime tricks in front of the apple store. Anyone wants to film me being Marcel McApplesux is welcome to. I'll post times later, if such a thing becomes necesarry. Really though, I miss my photoshop, I miss my games, I miss not having to steal my honey's machine, I miss MY computer.

OOH! Today princessdammitt  gets braces. Now I just gotta get her to find her "catholic schoolgirl" outfit.

The time for the SfGothnic and vacations and the like is growing steadily closer. But with the whirlwind of projects here at work, I'm finding it hard to conceptualize "having fun with people other than family" or "leaving for the mountains". I guess there's just been so much going on, both at home, and watchign the misfortunes of others, and being busy at work, that I haven't really been able to pause and reflect on the future. I suppose this might bother me, if I wasn't allready well used to a near termnal lack of foresight.

Minor pique: damnit, why won't Swingfly put his muci on iTunes? It's some DAMN fine pop-rap, and I need more

Anyway, I had more to say, but I forget what it was. So.....FWIW, I hope youre all well, and toodle oo.

Regarding your service and equipment....

I've been having a less than enjoyable time dealing with your "geniuses" and "products". I currently have a machine in for repair with one of your fine stores, and so far, have not been pleased.

After picking the machine up once after the "geniuses" assured me there were no problems, and finding the same problems not only still present, but worse than before, and having it in for repair the second time, and having the only contact be one to tell me they wanted to replace RAM (a measure that had already been taken), I am thoroughly not impressed.

Especially since I bought the ram at the apple store I took the machine to to be repaired.

When running diagnostics, it is a good idea to take into account what has already been done, and to look past the first conclusion, especially when the repair case is a repeat repair. It is becoming more and more obvious that your staff does not do this.

I am frankly becoming very dissatisfied with the whole "apple experience". You charge a ridiculous premium for your brand, products, and services, a premium that is absolutely NOT justified by the level of quality you provide. Either lower your prices on hardware to be in line with the rest of the industry, or raise your quality level to justify the price point.

In addition, it might help you to teach your staff, in addition to technical skills, some basics of customer service. In my visits to your apple stores I have found only ONE "genius" who was at all pleasant to work with, the rest of them are condescending, impatient, arrogant, entitled jerks. The customer may not always be right, but that does not mean you can treat them like a retarded gerbil.

Finally, your product sucks. I returned to apple after a long time using windows machines because I could finally once again afford them. I missed the reliability and ease of use/adminstration I had grown to love in macs. Unfortunately, what I discovered was that macs were now just as buggy, crash-prone, arcane, and unreliable as any windows machine. Yet somehow still magically cost 2 to 3 times as much for a comparable setup.

Sadly, now I have the damned thing, and I'm not willing to just up and walk away ... yet. I have too many assets (files, games, applications, and system knowledge) tied up in this system. So I'll continue plugging away, making what fixes I can, and dealing with your increasingly irritating "geniuses" until such time as either A) the situation is finally fixed, or B) I snap and go back to That Other OS - despite it's many flaws. At least with the Other OS, I know people who I am certain will be able to give me better help than you and your supposed hipster wunderkind.

Regards...
A Rather Irritated Customer



((edit: why yes, this is gonna be posted everywhere and sent to "official channels". If you sympathize, feel free to send it to apple too.....))

Jump up jump up jump around
Everybody on the nets get down
let's all getcrazy
all stupid and hazy
and rock it right down to the ground

I Am Very Sorry I Will Not Do That Again.

desperately seeking a sitter for tonight.

Our most-often-called-on isn't available right now.

http://www.upi.com/Top_News/2009/04/28/High-court-upholds-FCC-dirty-words-ruling/UPI-20901240930290/

imposed morality trumps the idea of free speech.

Fuck that.

from nine to ten

http://www.awesomeville.us

I make noises and stuff onthe internets.

Music and the goofiness in my head

tune in or not.

Chat live via gtalk
(bloodpuddle A@T gmail D0T com)

1) for some gods know why reason, images from that day, of me dressed as a corporate zombie with my silly little sign, have spontaneously made it ALL OVER the interwebs (this one was sent to a list I am on by a friend.....where HE got it, only his trousers know). It's a petty waste of my 15 minutes of alotted notoriety, but whattya gonna do eh? If such is fate, such is fate.

2) Since then, I've dropped a lot of weight and inches. More than I thought actually. I sure ain't what I'd call "thin" yet, but I no longer look like a fucking undead zeppelin. Perspective is a good thing, and it certaintly gives me hope fro the long run.

...Gothsicles song "BAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" is pure gleeful insanity.

Dear god I love it. I can tell this is gonna get hevay repeat status.

Ahem.

BBBBBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

The internet tells me I'm stupid.
The mirror tells me I'm ugly.
Pop Culture tells me I'm socially unacceptable.
My computer tells me I'm lazy.
The sky tells me I don't have wings.
My empty frames tell me I'm uninspired.
My silence tells me that I'm boring.

All these things insist on trumpeting my inadequacies in letters large and glowing.

BUT

My son's laugh tells me I'm awesome.
My legs tell me I can just go just exactly as long as I want to.
My kitchen says I know what I'm doing sometimes.
My wife tells me there's something worthwhile there somewhere.
My cats tell me I have handy thumbs.
My occasional art tells me that my soul's not totally dead.
My silence tells me I don't need to say anything unless I have something to say.

so, it's about 50/50.
Some days I don't know which half to believe. Some days I'm just confused.
I wish it was easier to know which was true, and which was from me, and which was imposed.
I choose to focus on the positive.