iBuddies no iLonger
This one starts with a sigh.
I really thought I’d reconciled my differences with Apple, y’know. I thought that, while we were never going to be bestest friends in the whole world, that at lease we were going to maintain a civil relationship, one based on mutual respect.
I was wrong.
In the last 24 hours I have found out that:
When I was thinking of buying an external drive enclosure I needed to decide between Firewire, USB2 or combo. I decided on a USB2 one because, hey, USB is prettymuch a ubiquitous format. every computer has USB, or at least every computer that I use. Many computers have firewire as well now, but if it was going to cost an extra $80 or so to get a firewire capable drive, and I wasn’t really going to even use firewire that often, well that’s just not a smart option.
Turns out that I gave Apple way too much credit. G4 Powermacs built before January 2003 don’t have any USB2 support, and even these ones didn’t have it enabled by default, or even official drivers. This would be why my external USB2 drive was trying to take 4 hours to copy a couple of gigs of video from the uni G4 (a recent one mind you) last night. I’ve got machines ranging from 2 to about 18 months old here with me at the moment, and they all came with USB2 support right out of the box. It only took me about 3 minutes to copy a couple of gigs worth of MP3s from removeable drive to laptop after iTunes killed my directory structure. And that brings us to our second revelation.
iTunes. Kind of cool, but containing irredeemable fatal flaw. I’ve ranted at length about how annoying it is when programs think they know better than you do. We’re all aware of that. Well iTunes took this even further than my previously (and still, and forever) most hated program of all time (yes, it’s Realplayer, no link for those cancerous scabs).
I was having a bit of fun with iTunes, checking it out, deciding if it was worth giving a serious go with my musical entertainment duties. It was looking pretty good so I decided that yeah, sure, it can look after my music for a while, we can get to know each other well, I like that rating thing, the smart playlists look about as good as Moodlogic but with a shitload less effort. So I click the “keep iTunes music folder organized” button. Big mistake.
From: Jaymis
To: Rainer
Subject: WARNING, WARNING, DANGER WILL ROBINSON, FUCKIN ITUNES
hey man, I just downloaded itunes, was playing with it.
Don’t let it organize your mp3 folder. it’ll fuck everything up into a completely stupid system of folders.
I’m looking for plugins or something to make it less dumb.
J
/more to come
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J.Grant amusing poetry
You left your italics on. I thought macs would be more likely to have firewire than usb2.
jay, jay, jay, jay. when will you learn? it was the penny-arcade comic that turned you isn’t it :P
repeat after me : Macs are Desktop Artworks…they should all come with a “do not touch” sign. sure, we all thought the i-cube was sexy…hell…i know i wanted one. but let’s be honest now.
awe fuck it. who am i kidding. i STILL want a pretty shiney silvery metallicky laptop that will record my guitary goodness.
:(
mope.
I bet this doesn’t work. Right. Now that thats out of the way, let me go on with my charming tale for children all over the world…
WHY TODAY WAS A FUCKIN CUNT:
By nobel prize nominee Dr. Bleh.
Today was predestined to suck. Not just because I had to go into work and earn my keep. Even if my day consisted of sitting around doing nothing in particular except stay awake it would have been quite the suck. Because staying concious IS quite the suck, when you got 2 hours sleep.
Active Fire Prevention Services. Fair enough, the building needs another hose reel. I understand and accept that as the only people in the building blessed with a fire reel, it’ll have to be run from our main. All of this is fine. What I don’t understand is why there is water pissing out all over the floor.
Yes, most of it is going down the drain and no, the stock isn’t very wet and I’m sure the forklift can handle a little water too. But why is it pissing out all over the floor?
Okay fine. Feel free to turn off our water. No, its fine. We’ve got more toilets than employees so I’m sure we can find a full cistern somewhere. Why? Oh. Our landlord is this fuckin crazy 3ft tall russian or gypsy or some shit.
Welding. Most people know fuck all about welding. Give them an electrode and they’ll give you a retard. Tell them about your new crimp fitted cable lugs and they’ll suddenly need to stand somewhere further away. Offer your humble opinion about the best electrode for the all positional (except vertical-down) welding of Cr-Mo and Cr-Mo-V bearing steels (Alloycraft 90-B3’s are good because of their 720 MPa Tensile strength). You get the idea.
Anyway, I am one of those people. I’ve got no fuckin idea what any of that shit means.
But I know one fact and I’d bet you do too. As cool as it may seem, you dont look at the welding arc unless you’ve got a big fuck off helmet on beacuse it fucks your eyes and makes your brain hurt.
But its kind of hard to avoid when you’re working right next to it so you may just have to deal with the headache.
There’s still water dripping from the cieling. Well stop turning the fuckin valve on and weld the goddamn pipe properly. Yes it probably is quite difficult to heat up a copper pipe full of water to the point you can weld it. Maybe you should have thought of that before you filled it with water?
The other warehouse guy isn’t coming in today. This guy wants some shit. This guy didn’t get his shit. The stuff your doing has to go out today and theres another job to follow it. Get to it.
I would have been making alright progress except that the poor pipe they were continuing to burn with the pretty white flame was leaving spatter and flakes of burnt fuck all over everything. So every 10 minutes I had to clean them and replace them. Its kind of hard to work under a drop sheet. Its kind of hard to keep count with tiny little specks of fuckin hot dropping around you.
Nevermind, we’ve just gotten a phone call. That stuff doesn’t have to go out today. Just the one for Suburb X. Theres another job that REALLY needs to go today though and its a biggun.
Well Suburb X was the first one I did. So I finished it about 3 hours ago.
Have you finished butchering that pipe yet? Who the fuck is mark? A fully qualified plumber. Yes he probably will know what to do. Just one little question.. if he’s a fully qualified plumber who knows what to do, what the fuck are you?
Running out of time on this job. How long before the frieght guys here? And how many do we have left to do? Cool, thats heaps of time.
We ran out of shit.
We ran out of shit before we ran out of places to send shit. We had 3 left to do, and they were big ones. We had to find the missing shit. In 15 minutes.
We didn’t. We looked around for an overlooked box. We collected the little budles that had been scattered around. We tore open every single one I’d packed up in the last 5 hours to find that they all had the right quantity in them and there was nothing wrong with them at all apart from the fact that they were not ripped open and strewn about the warehouse.
And the freight guys here. And theres nothing we can give him because no one knows what the fuck has happened.
Somethings on fire. THIS is on fire. No, it wasn’t a bit of cardboard I needed. Just it was only a little fire. Its lucky everythings so wet or it could have been nasty indeed. Good thing I had a little fire extinguisher sitting on the bench for some insane reason because you see… the thing about fire is that it spreads. You know, you set a bit of cardboard on fire, it sets another bit of cardboard on fire.. a few boxes go up.. then a whole shelving row.. before you know it the fires too big for such a pissy little extinguisher. Why, you’d need a firehose to put that one out. We’ve got a firehose. Its just out of commision right now because its being worked on by total fuckin monkeys. Never fear though. We’ve got a pretty good sprinkler system happening. You just run out the back, turn on the valve and water comes spraying out of all the poorly welded joins in the pipe.
I cannot find this missing stock anywhere. But I’ve reassembled the important ones. The far away place ones.
Hi. Can the van which left here about 15 minutes ago come back and pick up some stuff? Its pretty important.. Why not?
So… its time for a drive to the airport. So that I can put the fright on the plane myself.
Then back to work to finish the rest ready for tommorrow, sans the last 3.
Hello, dave speaking. Yeah I was working on it this morning. I got everything out for the course tommorrow. The next one isnt being run for 2 weeks no?
No?
Fuck.
Its been a cunt of a day. And the worst thing about cunts of days like this, is that it spans into multiple cunts of days. When I knocked off the pipe still leaked. Mike wasn’t answering his mobile. 2 jobs which had to go out yesterday arnt finished. The other warehouse guy is very close to getting fired for never showing up.
So in short, please find a way to make me die within the next 7 hours. Cause otherwise I’ve gotta go to work.
HA. I totally can’t believe you read this far. Especially after it stopped being funny or interesting. You’re fuckin dumb.
Oh yeah, I also crushed my fingers into a run mess when someone stopping a 300kg transit case rolling when I unlocked its wheels, failed to stop it from rolling when I unlocked its wheels.
This is the third time this transit case has nearly cost me my fingers.
You make me feel like your writing to me and me alone Dave.
so right about it spanning out into multiple days. I’ve had a cunt of a day for the past two weeks and I”M FUCKING SICK OF IT.
Angst, I’m writing this to you and only you.
Go. Fuck. Yourself.
I’ve been having difficulty getting it published anyway.
I realised today that I hate shopping lists (yes, it was about 5 minutes after I got high, but thats something that should be assumed when I write stupid shit like this).
Just to clear the situation up a bit. I’ve never been overcome with seething rage when I have encountered a shopping list. I have never brutally torn a shopping list in half, just because it was a shopping list.
But I’d have to surmise that me and shopping lists will never live a tension free life.
During a particuarly demented stoned bit of behavioral self analysis - a situation I try and find myself in at least 6 times a night - I came to the conclusion that I must hate shopping lists. Its a deeply repressed hate which has never fully surfaced.
I’ve never made a shopping list. I don’t like being around them. I won’t hang out with someone if they’ve got a dirty fuckin’ list with them. If someone trys to give me a shopping list I will simply say “No thanks, I’ll just What the fuck were we talking about?”.
I ridicule them every chance I get. If I see a shopping list I cannot resist adding ‘tall white prostitute’ just underneath toilet paper.
Even if someone is making a bit of a verbal shopping list I can’t resist chiming in with “Half a key of smack” or “Shut the fuck up”. Its funny because its not at Coles.
And why the fuck not? (God this is a stupid post). Shopping lists are the problem with society. Did you get cut in the company reshuffle? Are you a homeless, jobless, petrol sniffing waste of space who should just kill himself so we can laugh at him? Well make sure you did your own grave cause your not worth the effort of burying. When you swap the shovel for the shotgun say some nasty words about shopping lists. They put you in that situation. You never would have lost your job if your CEO hadn’t made a shopping list. You know those CEOS. They always write down tall white prostitutes before toilet paper.
There never used to beno fuckit. This is a goddamn stupid piece of writing. You’re reading this because it took too long to write and not post. But fucked if I’m going to make it worse with bollocks like this.
As an added bonus to you avid Doctor readers I’m going to give you this..
http://asdfg.mine.nu/~rehabdoll/pics/02nenga_perupasya.jpg
… little gem of a link. Don’t worry. Its just a drawing. You could show it to your children if I hadn’t poisioned them for being loud.
Hey, at least it wasnt http://asdfg.mine.nu/~rehabdoll/pics/169200320429.jpg
Sweet. Jesus.
Must… not click… on… doctor dave… link… at… workkk………..AAARGHHHHHHHHH
I could get fired like this.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/3233833.stm
These people are ODD
[...] In my time as an MP3 consumer I’ve used a plethora of players, both hard- and software. In the early days, developers racing to add new features had me switching and trying out new software regularly, but by the late 90s I was a dedicated Winamp user, even through the troublesome Winamp3 days. This all had to change. When faced with a year travelling and working in Europe I decided to retire my trusty 256MB “James” and replace him with a shiny, white, inevitable, 20GB, 3rd Generation iPod. After considerable wrangling (warning NSFW language and unrelated ranting in comments) I grudgingly switched to iTunes, which is an ok piece of software. Really. If all of your music comes to you via iTunes music store or major label CDs you’ve faithfully purchased and ripped (after reading and understanding any included EULAs) then you probably won’t ever need or want another media player. iTunes also has some truly fantastic features: Coupled with judicious iPod-based rating while travelling, Party Shuffle and Smart Playlists changed how I listen to music. [...]
Did it stick all the mp3’s into “genre” folders or something?
28-10-2003@19:50