It's the rainy season:
• Check your tire pressure, windshield wipers, and headlights.
• Make sure that when your wipers are running, your headlights are on.
• Do not make sudden stops or slowdowns, and don't make people behind you do it either.

I mean, why in the fuck have entire blogs to talk about kids, poop, snot, breastfeeding and other mundanity? It would be like if I blogged about my daily life with:

"I took a really big dump this morning. The toilet even clogged! Even the cat said it stank.

I gotta buy a new plunger. What do you think is the best type of toilet plunger to get for breaking up really big logs? The internationally award winning Toilet Blog suggests a plastic plunger, but a recent article in American Toilet Maintenance suggested using only rubber plungers for their durability.

My friend Juliet said that I need to eat more fiber, stuff like oatmeal and celery. But I hate that stuff, it clogs me up and my poops are even bigger. Would losing weight solve my problem? I sometimes get afraid I'll have to call a plumber to drill my stools out of the pipes. I mean these are really big and stinky.

Would chemicals work better? I did a bit of research on the web, but all the sites I found were about the environmental hazards of the chemicals. What if part of the plunger breaks off when I'm using it? Can I get RSI's from having to plunger my toilet too often when I take a dump?"

Who in the fuck wants to read that kind of inane drivel? Yet that what diaper changing, breastfeeding, preschool wanking, mommy blogging boils down to - boring, mundane drivel. I mean they have an article about "Study: Last Born Just As Smart As First Born"! Who the fuck cares, and why is this even an issue? Crap, my cats are more interesting, and you don't see me blogging at length about them!

I wish that all of those self absorbed bints who think that motherhood is so fucking unique and special would grow up, and get a god damned life!! You know, one that has more than poop and preschool, one that doesn't center around their overindulged, spoilt, bratty, entitled progeny. Men and women have been having and raising kids as long as the human race has existed. Being a mommy is not unique or special, except maybe to your kids. Get over yourselves, for fucks sake, and come back into the real world, not daycare fantasyland.

Oh, for mothers whose kids get too much underfoot while they are trying to focus, may I suggest The Babykeeper. Hang it from the door, insert kid, and your toddler won't be running all over the place.

Sorry, dickwad. Every comment spam I delete, sight unseen by my adoring readership (all one of them), is just one more piece of proof that you are a stupid jerk with too much time on your hands.

It must suck to be such a lame weinie that you spend your life acquiring botnets just so you can spam random blogs. I guess the money must be good, or at least the pizza. Still, when it doesn't take a lot of effort to eliminate your crap from my comments, I guess there are even more stupid people out there that don't, and that click on your stupid links, otherwise you couldn't make anything off of it.

PT Barnum was right, I guess. Some days I'd love to get in on that kind of racket, but then I wouldn't be able to look myself in a mirror, no matter how much cash I had.

Oh, I could wax ballistic about the annoyances of supporting Win XP for the perennially clueless, of which we have a few here at $job. Thing is, most of our tech clueless know that they are tech challeged, and so don't have a chip on their shoulder about asking for help.

But there are a couple, including one administrative person whose job revolves around being able to use the MS Office suite, who regularly has to ask how to use Outlook, Word and Excel. This is an office manager? Oh, and she's bitchy about it too, like it's the IT people's fault that she doesn't know how to do her job use her software.

Still, other than that, I'm downright mellow. What a change from the boneheaded idiots I worked with two years ago, where cluelessness and asshattery was the rule, rather than the exception.

Thank you, $job, for reducing my stress levels.

All I have to rant about is bad drivers, yuppification, and rude parentoids who can't be bothered to civilize their brats. Downright dull, I fear.

Well, that and politics... Do you want to read my snarling about that? Other people do it better, I fear. Since I'm not a pure liberal, pure conservative, or pure big L Libertarian (the LP has been hijacked by fundies, IMO), my stuff is socially liberal (not pinko, new deal), fiscal conservative (not neoconservative, real conservative) and probably ridiculed by purists on all sides.

Anything I post on here is my opinion, or is reported as data on which I may or may not have formed an opinion. It is not the opinion of my employer or any other company (unless quoted or paraphrased and attributed) or even any other person, and should not be construed as such, legally or otherwise.

I usually use $JOB, $BOSS, and $COWORKER type notation to refer to workplace issues, to protect both my confidentiality and that of others. This is the blog where I rant and rave. I may exaggerate, blow things out of proportion, and say really nasty things out of anger and frustration. Never take these things as the literal opinion of my employer, or as anything other than my own skewed perception of matters. I will make crude comments, wonder about my coworkers taste in clothing or even sexual habits, but never by name. I suppose you could cross reference my resume and posting dates to get a clue as to who is what, although by the time I update a resume I'm already gone from the company. But seriously, don't ask for names if it's not in the article. They won't be forthcoming.

Then the asswipes started leaving porno trackbacks, so I put trackback links on email notify, and started whacking them as well. The time required has been rising, and the combined putrescence was getting very old.

So I have now instituted phase three. After 1-2 weeks, I am closing the comments on an entry. Let's see how those cheesy little spammer scripts do when the thing won't take the shit and links input by it.

What pisses me off most about it is they wouldn't do this type of crap, essentially relieving themselves in someone else's kitchen, if it didn't make them more money. This means that some AOL using bubba moron is patronizing their "services".

I am really starting to miss the days when you had to know how to use a basic Unix shell and text-based client to use the internet. It seems that all of these "easy to use" GUI things have just provided more access to idiots and twits, and ease of abuse to the world's parasites.

OTOH, this guy had to shut off comments entirely until he can get software that will let him screen stuff.

MT 3.0 may be very limited in the "free" single user version, but the ability to whack v**gr* and f**r*c*t add, t**n sl*ts garbage, and other disturbed sites and links pollution from my blog (and my web space, hence my disk space) is priceless.

Maybe it will come up as a topic at BloggerCon

It started saturday. I had three domains remaining to transfer off of our old hosting - you know, the people who "migrated" to BSD from Linux and didn't think it would change anything, and fucked up my blogs in the process? Two went fine. The one where we'd carefully set up everything at the new provider first so there'd be NO loss of service - is still down. The whois records weren't updating. They've finally updated, but the old host still manages to try to point it to them, or something, because a "host" on the domain sometimes gives a "server fail" and sometimes gives the old hosting IP. Support at the new host says to give it a(nother) day for their records to update.

WTF?? I transferred 3 domains, all registered with the same provider, all hosted on csoft, to all being hosted at dreamhost. The domain that mattered didn't get its NS switched until last night, because something screwed up in either my hitting "save" or the registrar's server not taking it. Then that same domain took 24 hours to update whois at internic, and the change hasn't completely propagated, and now the new provider tells me to give it another day until their records update and propagate!

AAAAAAAUUUGGHHHHH!!! I did my best to make it seamless, but the last, but most critical domain is in fucking limbo, probably due to the old hosting provider not being competent, or maliciously trying to screw me up!

Why is it that I can send email three times around the world in an hour, but updating DNS takes two to three days??

Then, of course, there's $KID at $JOB who can read an entire document, then append stuff to the document that indicates that a) he hasn't read it through, b) hasn't comprehended what he's read, and c) is damned near outright insulting, condescending, and attempting to establish workplace dominance. Needless to say, I'm not pleased with this PFY. Everything he writes in terms of documentation sets my teeth on edge. His email doesn't, surprisingly enough. It's just slightly frustrating in not providing the info I need, probably because he doesn't have it either.

Add to that I seem to have some chronic summer cold or something that isn't kept at bay by my allergy meds, and I'm seriously cranky. I probably should see the damned doctor.

Gaaah!

I'm doing this for an embedded Thin Client, folks! That means small code, minimal libraries, and no friggin bloat! It has to be compiled on a seperate development system, but the stupid config and Makefile checks to see what the system it's compiled on has, and expands to that capacity. Even the options won't let you whack cruft.

BTW, pivot root with NFS never did work quite right, so we shelved it.

I've got to get going soon, and I'm gonna melt.

It's bad enough that a lot of the older tools won't compile in things usefull with a 2.6 kernel because it's "too new". But this is annoyance making.

At least I'm getting paid, but my boss is starting to get impatient.

Since there were very few entries in my old blog (only 28), I am simply going to link to the archived entries here: Previous Incarnation of the Blistering Blog