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February 28, 2009
Packing Pens
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February 27, 2009
February 26, 2009
Drunk Fool
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February 25, 2009
How to Share
 If you didn't pay attention in Kindergarten and learn something between naps on those awesome nap-rugs... I gotta get me one of them... then you're probably not much into sharing. But if you are, well, I wrote this story called How to Share Photos, Videos, and More Online, just for you. Check it out. NOW.
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February 22, 2009
Percolatin'
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A Tweet-Filled Day at Epcot
On the (long-ass) road to Epcot, for my once-every-11-years visit to the giant golf ball.
Not every car we pass on I-75 has a couple in it over age 60... But damn close.
Now on Interstate 4. Closing in in Walt's former swamp land.
1st ride at Epcot: world's busiest bathroom.
Spaceship Earth: dame Judy Dench can narrate my travels thru time any time.
GL Test Track: Mr. Toad's Wild Ride...in the foooture. Okay, in the year 2000.
Seas w/ Nemo: worst example of corporate synergy ever. Was ten time better when "educational" in the 80s and 90s.
Goofy just touched me inappropriately.
The Land: was green before green was hip.
Jouney to Imagination: Disney, old school. Pretty awesome. Eric Idle helps more than hurts.
Honey I Shrunk The Audience: a little too old school. Actually, just too old. Update pleeze.
Mission: Space: rockin' good.
When your choice to end a day at Epcot is Mission:Space or Norway's Maelstrom... Go with the vacuum.
[[All tweeted from my iPhone on Saturday the 21st of Feb.]]
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February 21, 2009
February 19, 2009
February 18, 2009
February 17, 2009
February 16, 2009
February 14, 2009
February 13, 2009
Hulu FTW
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February 10, 2009
Drink the Juice
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February 08, 2009
Life in Limbo
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February 06, 2009
iKindlePhone?
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February 05, 2009
What Comes Next in Wi-Fi
 My latest opus is live at PCMag.com. It's called After 11n: The Future of Wireless Home Networking:
We've used high-speed 802.11n in networks for years (even though it's still not fully ratified). It's time to move on, already! Wi-Fi's immediate and distant future hold improvements to ad hoc connections, 802.11s (and 11z!), and more. Here's what you need to know.
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FIFTY Random, Foolish, TMI Things About Me
Let the storm of cross-posting repetition continue...
Years ago I did a meme reply on my blog with 45 randome things about myself (it was supposed to be 100, but I'm not that interesting). Recently the same thing has come up on Facebook, but it only was for 25 random things. Wow, easy. So I took my old post, updated and added to it, can made it to 50 and put it on my Facebook page. But, here 'tis for those who don't do the social network thing (Hi, Dad!).
1. I lost my virginity in a car.
2. I prefer mayonnaise over salad dressing.
3. My first childhood dog -- that I remember -- was killed by a car.
4. I built a computer once. When it died, I had no way to know
what was wrong and no warranty to send it back under, so it just... sat there.
5. I learned to drive in a Jeep with a standard transmission, and
complained the whole time, but I'm glad my parents made me learn on a
stick.
6. I miss owning an SUV. It is the most Republican thing about me.
7. I was a straight A student in high school until Chemistry broke me.
After that I did okay, but I never cared as much as I did before that.
8. I have a thing for Sela Ward. Also: Pam on "The Office." And
Jennifer Aniston. And Tina Fey. (And by 'thing,' I mean a lust-filled
heart.)
9. I don't digest cheese very well.
10. Foods I would not ingest regularly until I was an adult and have learned to love : milk, bananas, broccoli, and apples.
11. I once introduced my best friend to my grandfather by kicking him
(Grandpa) to prove he had a wooden leg. Grandpa paused just long enough
to make me think I kicked the wrong one.
12. I attribute my moral code to comic books and the 60's Batman TV show.
13. Growing up, the door to the attic in my house was off my bed room.
I was deathly afraid of that door ever being unlocked while I slept.
14. I swear a lot more in real life than I do on my blog, tweets, and other updates. Not that I don't want to.
15. I used to believe cardboard was the most important creative tool in
the world, capable of building robots or entire costumes. If there was
no cardboard, I used paper plates. They were easier to color on anyway.
16. The only book I tend to re-read every few years is Kurt Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse Five.
17. I have over 16 days worth of audio on my 60GB iPod, but I only
listen to the same 3 or 4 hours of music over and over again. Sometimes
just the same 3 or 4 songs.
18. I don't like guns. Hate guns. I think the Second Amendment is an archaic piece of nonsense.
19. But, if I had one and someone was threatening a loved one, I know
without doubt I could kill that person with ease. (Perhaps that's why I
don't like guns.)
20. I don't like grapes, but I love to eat grape flavored candy. Especially Bubble Yum.
21. When I was a kid, I cried when Lois Lane died in Superman the Movie.
22. I thought I'd make a movie when I was a kid, a remake of The Empire
Strikes Back using my album of the movie for the sound. I got as far as
casting it by asking people at school to be in it. Then I didn't do it.
23. When I first saw the Web, I thought it was stupid, and that AOL was the way to go.
24. I sometimes wonder if my oldest dog, Siren, would be happier if she
were to pass away... she doesn’t seem all that happy as a feeble old
girl. Then again, I dunno as I’d call her happy ever. Maybe driven is a
better word.
25. When I first heard of blogging, I thought it was stupid, and too
complicated for the layman, and I even tried to stop a story about them
in the magazine I worked for at the time.
26. I think the Blair Witch Project is the scariest film ever, for it leaves far too much to the imagination. I bought the DVD when it came
out... and have never been able to watch it. I live too close to the
woods. (Maybe if I were in the city I'd feel the same about
"Cloverfield?")
27. My 7th grade health teacher told me more about sex and baby making than any other source, ever. Thanks, Mr. Piper!
28. His wife, Mrs. Piper, was my high school choir/drama teacher, and
she let my girl-friend and I hang out in her office while she taught
classes outside. That room is where I learned about making out.
29. I once dressed as Uncle Sam and road a fire truck in a parade in Hornell. I think it was 1976, natch.
30. Until 2002, I never paid for a piece of commercial software. I wouldn't pay for any today if I didn’t need TurboTax.
31. I saw Captain EO (starring Michael Jackson) at Disney's Epcot over 30 times in 1987. In my defense, he was still black then.
32. On one of my first dates, I made popcorn for a girl and we watched
the original, silent Nosferatu while my dad sat in the kitchen reading
a newspaper.
33. I used to draw life-size pictures of superheroes and sell them to
my friends in grade school. At my high school 10 year reunion my friend
Carl told me he still had a life size Superman I drew for him. I think
I charged him 8 bucks. I used a lot of Marks-A-Lot markers up inking
those pictures.
34. I've only broken one bone in my life (arm), and even then, I only got an ace bandage and not a cast.
35. I think Julia Roberts is ugly.
36. The last time I went trick or treating, I went as an Andorian from Star Trek.
37. Since I entered the "real world' in 1992, I've had I've had nine
different job titles (editorial assistant, assistant editor, associate
editor, senior associate editor, Web producer, Webmaster, Senior
editor, managing editor, senior writer) and sometimes the jobs involved
have overlapped.
38. I first flew on a jet in February 1981, going to visit my
grandparents while they were in Florida. My parents didn't go; it was
just my brother and me, alone, being cared for by flight attendants. I
got a killer ear ache. Try to imagine that today, sending a 10 and
11-year-old off on a flight without parental supervision.
39. I have right now on my desk 12 pens. But I only ever use one of them. It's from Levengers.
40. I credit my learning to read to the Electric Company. Not the utility. The PBS show, you nimrod.
41. I could tell I was a grown up on the day I started worrying about
the cost of electricity in my home if I ever were to have Star
Trek-esque sliding doors everywhere.
42. The one movie I saw in the theater more than any other: Terminator 2: Judgment Day.
43. Some days I want to shave my head completely bald. But I doubt I'd get rid of my beard.
44. I own a statue of Hellboy fighting a giant tentacle. I bought
it long before the movies came out. I’m what you call a fan.
45. I used to make myself mix tapes of songs off the radio. Sometimes I
hear a song I had on those tapes, and when it comes to a close, I
always assume the next song on my tape will play next... but it never
does. And it makes me DIE INSIDE JUST A LITTLE.
46. My first paying job was cleaning up the grounds at the Hornell
Firemen's Carnival each summer. $25 bucks a day to get up a 5AM and
pickup cigarette butts off the ground for three hours. It turned my
stomach, picking up used butts, so I begged my dad until he stole some
surgical gloves for me to wear.
47. I'm addicted to Twitter. Facebook is getting close. Both
pale in comparison to my desperate need to stay up-to-date with the
300+ feeds in my Google Reader. I call it 'research' so it doesn't feel
like procrastination.
48. In the winter, because it's so dry, I get chronic nose bleeds. I
bought myself a $100 humidifier this year. It hasn't helped.
49. As a toddler, I used to throw full soup cans at my brother when he was in the play pen.
50. I have finished two novels. I've started about four others that
languish on the hard drive. I will finish the one I’m currently working
on, if it kills me. Some people think it's my 'cash cow,' already...
it's nice to have fans, even if they're friends.
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February 03, 2009
February 02, 2009
Jackie Kicks
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Chad Vader, Season 2, is HERE
Something is very wrong with the new laser scanner...
Posted by Eric G. at 03:31 PM
February 01, 2009
The Slow-Yet-Inexorable Process of Moving On, Continued
 The apartment managers quibble over my credit report
Image via Wikipedia Yesterday, I put down a deposit on an apartment, something I haven't had to do since 1994.
That's 13 years of home ownership crashing to a halt as of March. I bought my first house in March of 1996, at age 26. I wasn't thrilled by doing so at the time. I've come around, but too late!
Next month, assuming everything goes okay with the application (and it should, my credit is better than a Ferengi's, dammit), I'll be moving into a one bedroom apartment not all that far from my house. I'm going to do a six month lease, which gives me a hard deadline on when to move out of that place, and on to the next next stage of moving on.
I'm all about deadlines.
I've vacillated from out-right rage, knee-buckling depression, and grim acceptance of this apartment thing. I know that this is the right move for all involved, but it doesn't help me feel like I'm going to start flushing money down the crapper.
Now that the application is in, however, grim acceptance is slowly giving way to... uh... less-grim acceptance. Okay, maybe I'm even looking forward to it. Though I'm loathe to go that far. Right now I'm in the "oh, what kind of shower curtain should I buy? What art do I take to hang on the walls? Can I fit a dresser in that little bed room? Do I need to buy a microwave?" stage. I've got a month of this unreality ahead of me.
Those weeks need to be spent continuing The Great Purge. Many, many, many comics and books and tchotchkes, accumulated from age 6 to 38, must go. (And don't even get me started on the garage.) I've got more than four weeks, of course -- I'll still be close by the house, continuing to use my basement as my office during the day. Whether I decide to move even my work life out of the house can come a bit later; but for legal separation purposes, sleeping under the same roof as my wife doesn't work for the great state of New York.
It's a time to learn just how little I can live with. People do it all the time. I just never thought it would be me.
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