eviljim.com: the mac days

So earlier today I got some shampoo in my eye. Have you done that recently? It really hurts! A lot! It still kind of stings and it’s been like 2 hours. Crazy!

This Saturday I got to see an “authentic” Lion Dance (in quotes as I suspect using authentic is not entirely appropriate as one of the lion dudes was whiter than I am)

This is the tea place Brian introduced a bunch of us to. (To which Brian introduced us). It was cool, even if they wouldn’t let me put my head in the lion’s mouth.

So the past couple days I’ve had a Coca-Cola and enjoyed it. This is kind of scary. What’s next? Brown chex?

What I always thought Leonard Cohen looked something like:

What Leonard Cohen looks like in reality:

What Leonard Cohen sounds like:

Dear IMDB,

When I click on a poster in your listings because I want to see it bigger:

And it takes me to a page which does not even HAVE the movie poster on it:

It pisses me off. Please fix that.

Thanks,
Jim

Don’t go see Pirates of the Carribean 2: Electric Boogaloo. Instead, wait for the trailer for the third movie to come out. It’ll save you about 2 hours and 30 minutes and ten bucks.

You’re welcome.

So I tried out this new thing, Microsoft Private Folder, which lets you have these private files or something. What do I think? Every single member of the test team for this product should be fired and not allowed to work at Microsoft again.

Seriously, crappy software like this is WHY Microsoft has the reputation it has, and it pisses me off.

Here’s a screenshot of my favorite part. I’d put it in-line but it’s the widest dialog I’ve ever seen.

Serious Warning? “Left there”? Without access protection but still encrypted? This isn’t Linux, people!

Some things you just have to see to understand and believe. This note was taped to one of those little windows on my garage door. The only thing you need to prepare yourself is that this was posted on June 25th (the date on the letter), and “Ashton Park” is probably a typo for the neighborhood I sort of live in, “Ashford Park.”

Please enjoy clicking here to read the lovely note.

If you have recommendations on places to move (preferably other states), feel free to let me know.

I should also mention that my scanner has essentially blackmailed me. It refused to work, so I ordered a new scanner. When I ordered the new scanner, the old one started working again for no discernable reason. I believe the driver is parsing my emails.