The Missus just revealed to me that she does not really like the Peanuts Christmas album.
Oh, the horror!
She even admitted to skipping the songs when they come up on the computer.
All this time I thought we shared a love of that album. I don’t know what to think anymore.
(Hee, hee… one just came up in the que.)
Did I mention that I acquired the nickname “TDOT” from BJ, on account of my incessant need to “improve” the technology situation in the house?
It was when I was putting together our home entertainment system (our *MIGHTY* home entertainment system) that BJ coined the nickname, with her irritation that I frequently had everything down while I was upgrading it, either by wiring a more sensible way, or installing new hardware. The beauty of the system is that it was done on a sub-shoestring budget, with all of like 7 dollars applied (plus stolen coax cable, but thats another story), and now is a home entertainment system for the ages, capable of showing any digized media, whether on cable, hard drive, CD, DVD, whathaveya, in both the living room and the bedroom WITHOUT a bunch of cables running all over hell’s half acre, which has been the hallmark of my technological prowess in the past.
Anyway, the TDOT thing is in full on swing on the lappy this weekend, when boredom, mixed with nothing better to do, mixed with a lack of wife yelling at me for tinkering with stuff, has had me working on it.
And this is the desktop now. Bask in the awesome.
Ahh yes, I have embraced the Google. Bos is wringing his hands in fear that Google is getting their beautiful, silvery tendrils of sugar coated mind control around me, but I care not.
On the left, the fully stocked Google Sidebar. On the top is my Google Calendar, where they know everything that I have planned, such as meetings with bosses, bills, and TV shows.
On the right, YZdock, as described in one of the links up above. I have added the most used software on it, and removed the ugly and unnecessary reminders of Windows domination on this computer by editing the registry to remove all desktop items. Thats right, I can save it to the desktop, but that bad boy ain’t showing up.
In the middle, and obscured by the toolbars somewhat (they retract when I’m not using them, but I pulled em out for purposes of this picture) is DesktopEarth, suggested to me by good ol’ Mojofilter, and set to constantly stay on the sunset. I’m watching the world spin in what I can fool myself into thinking is real time, woot.
Yes, Virginia, woot.
On the list of things it doesn’t really feel like, Christmas is near the top.
I mean, I see a tree in front of me, and I know that I have gifts left to wrap (and buy), but it still don’t feel much like the holidays. I don’t mind that, and I really think I feel like this most every year, but the weather is really making it feel un-christmasy to me. Its 50 and overcast outside, and tomorrow should be 63. I haven’t worn a jacket in weeks.
Global warming. Al Gore, where are you when we need you?
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Seriously, which one of you hid Pigpen’s shoes? I friggin HATE shoe hunts. What was worse were pacifier hunts, tho. Those little bastards were squirrelly.
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Its a little boring at the farm now, nobody really has any plans. I’m thinking Nodbob, Dustmite, Bullet, and I are going out carousing tonight. With booze, in downtown Chattanooga. Except Dustmite, who’s going to be the DD.
Problem is, this town doesn’t seem to have a bar with a decent porter, or at least it didn’t last time BJ and I went out with Jen and Dustmite.