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Moving sale, everything must go! Jul. 18th, 2005 @ 10:30 pm

Because ownership and configurability are the milk in my cornflakes, my blog is moving to its own site, to become one with the rest of my web persona. And yes, there are actually posts there. Well, post. Please direct future inquiries to:

http://blog.johnath.com/

Hugs and Kisses, and of course I'll still be reading my friends page

--J

PS - For those who refuse to leave their LJ friends page, I'm told that this will replicate my presence: http://syndicated.livejournal.com/johnath_rss/


Hmm. Meme, you say. Jun. 26th, 2005 @ 09:34 pm
See the thing with LJ memes is, I generally don't partake. I am not trying to be a sourpuss or anything, I just know in my heart of hearts that that way lies madness, since they are a) designed to self-propagate, b) infinite in supply. By definition then, they are agents of our own demise; an unending viral cycle which, once entered into, inescapably consumes its hosts like some brain-specific ebola variant. So when I choose then to stand up and say, "No. Not this man. This line shall not be crossed." it is not out of disdain for those already afflicted so much as it is my attempt at unselfish defense of humankind. Having said all of that though, I got tapped for this one twice, so what's a boy to do? I compromise as follows: I will comply, rend myself asunder that the germ might enter and infuse my unguarded mind, but I will name as victims only those already tapped by others. We can be like a leper colony, immune to eachother but isolated from the greater masses for their own protection.

List 5 reasons why you are a dork. And make them good reasons. Justify them. Explain them. Be loud and proud about how big of a dork you are! Then pick the 5 biggest dorks you know and have them do the meme.


  • I recently finished a project in the garage involving the gross disassembly and butchery of a common household toaster. I used Dremel cutting wheels to cut the metal. I de-soldered and re-soldered. I converted the electronics to run off a 9V battery. I cut, sanded, stained and poly'd a wooden casing for the new frankenstein apparatus. I documented my progress assiduously, and now I've written a magazine article to describe the process. I did all this so that the machine would make my tea for me. And it does.

  • I read with great aplomb and usually have several books on the go. Not dorky enough, you say? Some of the more recent titles then: Freakonomics, A Theory of Fun, Sibley's Field Guide to Birds of Eastern North America and The Secret Life of Lobsters.

  • I just finished a 5 day course through work titled "Ethical Hacking and Advanced Penetration Testing." By day 3 I was co-teaching it.

  • To my left when I sit in the office is the "Tech books" bookshelf -- 4 shelves of tech books and text books. That's not the geeky part. On top of that shelf are a basically random assortment of things that required a place to rest. They include, in no particular order: A Brother label maker, a Garmin eTrex Legend handheld GPS unit with data cable, an 8-bulb LED flashlight with the new Luxeon super-bright white LEDs, a pair of 2-way GMRS radios on their charger, a homemade cutaway-view Schlage lock cylinder (with mushroom pins!) and my set of homemade lockpicks and torsion wrenches. To my right is the clock, which has the numbers printed in the opposite order, and runs in reverse.

  • I can't write a 5th one right now, because I have to go watch MythBusters



As promised, I hereby tag only: [info]heathen, [info]smallstar, [info]serennig and [info]kelayrel

80s Canadian kids' TV themesongs Jun. 24th, 2005 @ 10:35 pm
Amy and I are singing along with all of these. Those are neurons I'm not getting back.

http://billymasters.com/music/canadiantv.html

I *totally* forgot about The Edison Twins.

Jun. 16th, 2005 @ 08:46 am
Cool: being published
Cooler: being published while using the phrase "I found my salvation in a toaster."

Non-fiction, of course.

Two things Jun. 10th, 2005 @ 11:18 am

Thing the First


How many people here RSS aggregate? I've been thinking for a while that my blog should live on johnath.com, and be movable type or something else equally fun to tinker with, instead of LJ. However I recognize that to whatever extent I write in here to reach friends instead of just record thoughts for my own re-reading, that purpose will not be served if I take my journal off into the wide open web. UNLESS, that is, my friends are all grooving on the RSS tip, in which case those who care can just agg. me and problem solved.


Thing the Second (and far more important)


DJ Format -- pretty cool guy, and hangs with other cool guys and produces cool stuff. But by FAR the coolest is this independently-made music video -- DDR fans in particular take note. This is just awesome stuff in general though, I must share it on the off chance someone here has not seen it:

http://www.keithschofield.com/djformat-video/

Current Mood: groovin
Current Music: DJ Format - 3 Feet Deep
Other entries
» (No Subject)
If you haven't read it you should -- Lloyd Axworthy just fucking DESTROYING Condi Rice... it's just, it's awe inspiring, whether one agrees with him or not:

http://www.winnipegfreepress.com/westview/story/2610442p-3026695c.html
» HHG2G
I assume everyone has seen this, but in case you have been under a rock as of late, it bears repeating. The Hitchhiker's trailer is available now:

http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/subst/home/home.html/102-0680710-4355336
» (No Subject)
I confess I enjoyed this more than I should have, given the poor lackey's exploitation; but then again, what a turd he is.

http://www.bobfromaccounting.com/shizzypage40.html
» Why don't people want free money?
I am continually amazed at how hard it is to convince people to take free money. I mean, I understand that a certain skepticism is healthy, that in fact if you simply knee-jerk reject any good-sounding offer then you are less likely to get conned in life. Fine, but you also miss out on some decidedly nice little opportunities if you don't at least think before rejecting. I've got like, $500 in free money and a free xbox either in my hand or on the way, and the whole thing took about 6 hours spread across a couple otherwise uneventful evenings.

In a paragraph then, the deal is: online casinos are in a state of cutthroat competition for eyeballs, so they offer huge bonuses, like $200 bonus when you deposit $200. The catch is that you are forced to play a certain amount of casino gaming to "unlock" the bonus, and while casino games are normally a no-brainer money-loser, this is not the case when you're playing with $200 of their money. Indeed, if you play optimal blackjack (for which a chart is freely available), you stand to complete the requirements and cash out your original $200, plus somewhere between $120-$250 in bonus, depending on how your cards came down. Even more, I've offered to guarantee people their original $200 when they sign up through me since I get an affiliate kickback -- so there is officially zero risk, and about 3 hours invested, and STILL it's like pulling teeth to convince friends to take free money.

Very very strange, I tells ya. If anyone wants free money, email me or reply and I'll happily send deets, the whole situation is just so odd.
» Home again
We're back and everything's fine -- here's a minor-edit version of the note I sent the family when we got back.

-- SNIP --
So we are back home and Amy is resting in bed.

Dr. Pham came out to talk to me just after 10 to say that everything went as planned and Amy is now exactly one gallbladder lighter. No complications, laparascopic, hoorah. You can't visit recovery at Peel Memorial/William Osler so I was told it would be an hour before she was wheeled into the day surgery beds. In actual fact, an hour become 3 because day surgery was backed up and because they weren't in any particular rush to boot people out the door anyhow.

They paged me just before 1 to come see her, and she was already awake, though pretty sleepy. She was not foggy or anything though, she was aware and everything, just tired. Them Lush/Nightingale women can handle their general anesthetic! The nurses wrote up her paperwork, kept her on IV fluids to get her blood volume back up, and basically just waited until her blood pressure was back to normal and her dizzyness went away -- both of which, I was repeatedly assured, are perfectly normal side effects from her surgery.

She's a trooper -- walked up the stairs at home all by her lonesome, got in the door, and found gift baskets from family -- sneaky! She's opened those in bed and is now alternating between napping and grape juice. She sends her thanks to everyone and says she'll talk to you herself once she's slept off a little more of the anesthetic. Doc says she should be back on solid food tomorrow and she reports that her stomach feels fine, stability-wise so it's pizza and chicken wings for breakfast tomorrow (kidding. Honestly people, what do you think of me? :)

Hope the suspense didn't damage anyone, and thanks everyone for their kind words and thoughts.

-- END SNIP --
» Amy surgery, 9am tomorrow
Tomorrow, as the topic indicates, Amy's going in for gall bladder surgery at 9am. If I get a chance, I will post updates here while at the hospital (they seem to have a delightful wireless network) as the day progresses, otherwise I will post a synopsis ASAP. Wish her luck!
» (No Subject)
I have so many cuts and scrapes and mosquito bites but it was worth it:

Confluence (with images) )
» (No Subject)
A little while ago I got married

I haven't written about it because I don't know what to say. It was perfect - as far as I am concerned, it was perfect. The day was everything we had hoped it would be, and we think everyone had a good time, which was our goal. When we started on this whole thing, we agreed that we both wanted to throw a good party, and I think we really did.

What can I say? I can tell you my bride looked radiant (she did), or that the cake was great (it was) or that people were right about how quickly the day flies by (very). The thing is, it's such an emotional day, such a charged, personal, spectacular day that I don't know how well it can be conveyed.

One thing, one thing that touched me much deeper than I would have anticipated, is how generous, how positive people are about marriage. I'm not just talking gifts, though I very nearly cried as we opened gifts and realised how much people gave that had no business doing so. I'm talking honking horns as they drive by, mimosas for Amy and the girls at the hair salon, co-worker after co-worker from random other departments not just firing off an email but coming over to visit and chat and tell me it is the best decision of my life. The positivity surrounding marriage is so encompassing, it is so human and social, it affected me more than I would have thought. I told Amy the night of the wedding - I want to be those people. The ones who make it an extra-big deal. And even though we already try to be those people, I want to try harder. It was such a warm, community feeling to be surrounded with. Amazing.

And after that to Mexico, which floored me. The Dominican Republic when we went back in 2002 was my first trip off N.A. believe it or not, and my first all-inclusive and when I returned I couldn't say enough good things about it. I have been deliberate in my attempts to avoid comparing the D.R. and Mexico because they are different and enjoying them need not be a zero-sum comparison. So while I don't want to take anything away from the dominican, I will say that from a service point of view, from a how-am-I-treated point of view, Mexico was outstanding. There's a sort of relaxed happiness there that is infectious. The happiness, no, contentment, is infectious, and the relaxed, let's-sit-by-the-pool, no, let's-siesta is very infectious. We went on a day trip to an Eco-park (Xel-Ha) where we snorkeled in a bay off the ocean in the morning. Amy and I were so floored by the experience, so in love with it, we nearly forgot that we still had the afternoon leg of the trip. The afternoon took us to the Mayan Ruins of Tulum. No words.

I discovered something else during the wedding process. I get uncomfortable when focus is placed on me for too long. Not stage fright, not fear of speaking to crowds, I don't mind that. That is measured in hours. What I find uncomfortable is attention measured in weeks. Conversations at work centered on wedding planning. I had not 1, not 2, but 3 bachelor parties. I had a lot of people come to a church to watch me get married, and then once I got home, I had people giving me things for my birthday. I was surprised at how antsy that experience made me -- grateful, but ever more desiring to hide for a while. My co-worker is buying a house next month and I'm so happy that we get to talk about him now -- except now I have wedding photos that people at work demand to see. I dunno if this discomfort is fleeting or not - I suspect not though. Our invitees shouldn't kid themselves -- Amy and I are aware of what accepting a wedding invitation can cost. We are very aware of what agreeing to be in a wedding party can cost too - and I feel uneasy at times thinking about the burden we put on people. But as I said to Amy as we opened envelopes -- the way out of that feeling is not to return their money -- the way out is to make sure we give all the more freely when we're honoured with such an invite in the future.

Don't get to this point and feel like I'm being overly ponderous and plodding. The thing is, I feel ecstatic. Not only do I have a ring on my finger to fidget with, but I have a wife sitting next to me (talking to her computer, as it happens). The thing is that I didn't know how effective it would be to have a journal entry that just says

happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy .

Maybe I'm wrong - in which case now I've included that too. It's just that the whole thing did make me think about a lot of things -- did make me *feel* about a lot of things too. I figured it wouldn't be an accurate re-telling without some of those. But then, it wouldn't be an accurate re-telling without the happy happy happy either.

Also I kissed a fish.
» wtf?
I did not expect to be in atlantic city this weekend.

[info]lethie has already mentioned the trip, but for those who missed it, here is the quick summary:

I did not expect to be in atlantic city this weekend.

The guys (Kevin, Chris, Rob, Matt, and Brian) surprised me friday morning with a van, and a duffel packed by my sneaky fiancée, and instructions to shower, pack some deodorant, and prepare myself to hit atlantic city in an unofficial pre-bachelor-party bachelor party.

Totally snowed. I had not a whiff of a hint this was going on. Truly truly stumped. They rock! :)

So, highlights... )

So to make the very long story short, it was an awesome weekend. Car troubles are par for the course on a car trip and give us something else to talk about - the big story - visiting atlantic city and having an absolute blast playing poker all weekend with the guys -- that was fabulous. And they rock for organizing it right under my nose without me seeing a thing.

I did not expect to be in atlantic city this weekend.
» (No Subject)
That's right... blame Martha. She's the *real* crook here. That's why people elect these guys -- to protect us from Martha.
» As seen on a pixelboard highway sign


PLEASE DO NOT TAILGATE

EMERGENCY VEHICLES


People rock.


» IM
I have been out of the IM scene for too long. They are indisputably handy things to have, and I use the IBM internal one at work all the time, but it has been quite a while since I've had one up and running at home.

For some reason, this deprivation bothers me in a way it has not previously.

So.

I need to know where my peeps are at on the IM front. My brother is on MSN, so clearly that is the current lead contender, but I will entertain other suggestions. Note that this is not a poll because I'm am not a member of the LJ aristocracy that seeks to oppress the non-paying plebes who mooch off the site and exist at its pleasure alone. If you prefer polls, think of this as a poll with lots of openings for write-in candidates.

If MSN is indeed your poison, you can consider including your IDs here too, that I may message and harass you.
» (No Subject)
Such is the ridiculousness of my life:

I just received email from the US military.

About beep.

wtf?
» To all ma peeps living the low budget life

When I saw this, it reminded me of [info]smallstar's plight, and while she's since had the microwave fairy visit her, if there are others of you out there looking for a microwave (people for whom I feel a deep and personal sympathy) know that HBC.com has a couple 0.7cf models on sale for $50 (Goldstar) and $70 (sharp).

I just can't stand to imagine people not having one of these.

» (No Subject)
as I look at the assorted spills on the kitchenette floor

coffee
tea
hot chocolate
milk
a couple grains of sugar
maybe even some cup-a-soup

I think

that must be the best drink
EVER
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