talk about an ear-worm. stupid commercial gets in my *dreams*, man.
anyway, don’t believe the ugly rumors that i’m “redesigning” (whatever that means) my “blog” (whatever!) without even the common decency to develop in an offline manner & then publish a finished product. how tacky to have ones CSS battles right out in public! who will think of the children! or the cows! they’re the size of schnauzers, seriously!
I’ll be doing a lot more over at lizard.be than here, i think. Tumblr is a great blogging service and i put a lot of effort into the design so i kind of have to use it.
But this is the last time, I’m (almost but not entirely) (but definitely almost) sure of it. I had been gazing longingly at my ‘compromise’ camera, the Fujifilm Finepix S100fs, which was out of production but had such shining reviews (people dumping their DSLRs!) that I was ready to pounce. The selling point was the “Super CCD” — realizing that everything from a $200 Panasonic to a $600 Nikon P&S with anywhere from 9 – 12 megapixels all share the same basic 2.3″ CCD — I just didn’t want to get another camera that squeezes more pixels into the same basic imaging sensor. Continue reading “my mind, it changes”
For months now I’ve been avidly coveting the Canon EOS Rebel T1i 15.1
And then I saw this:
The Olympus PEN E-P1. I know it’s the looks of this one that got me, I’m trying to say it’s the features & the size & the lens possibilities & the Live MOS sensors & a Micro Four-Thirds format for cryin’ out loud, but, let’s face it, love at first sight is way shallower than that.
I want to go everywhere & whip this thing out. I want people to see me whipping it out, and they will see, because the would notice, because it is so not one of those you-have-to-read-the-numbers-to-tell-which-it-is ones. No, no it is not. And oh, oh, I want.
it didn’t say anything about this anywhere i could find easily, even in the manual, so i figured i’d put this on the internet if anyone’s wondering: to upgrade the memory in a Lenovo IdeaPad Y710: you basically take the whole bottom off. 7 screws (three big ones in there deep, four little ones on the surface that wobble around a lot when you unscrew them). expect to be annoyed.
i looked everywhere for this information – the manual goes as far as to tell you that the memory is a Customer Serviceable area, but stops there and doesn’t tell you a thing about how to get to it. it even goes so far as to imply that customer serviceable areas are doors that generally lead to only one thing (hard drive, memory, etc). this is a lie! the whole damn computer is under that big panel, which looks like it’s in two parts, but is one, big part.
but once you get that 4GB of 800MHz DDR2 200-pin SODIMM memory in there, and you rescrew it and flip it over and turn it on and see that gorgeous 4GB in the system properties, it’s allllll worth it.
If you have an ASUS Eee PC 1000HE
For starters, I’m going to recommend you upgrade to 2GB of RAM, Crucial Technology DDR2 PC2-6400 Memory
Have I mentioned how easy it is? Because it is, totally. There are a lot of instructions out there on the internets that talk about installing it from an SD card, but I tried that, and it sucked, so I found a way better way. What are you waiting for? The EEE’s roomy 160GB hard drive is already partitioned for your dual booting pleasure – for that is what I am recommending, dual booting. You’ll get the choice of which OS every time you start up.
“perhaps taking the spam somewhere else would be advisable.”
in response to a lighthearted hopeful invitation to something i’d been working on & have a strong desire to see succeed. in retrospect yes this was spam. obviously it was, it’s spam if it’s called spam & that’s that, right? in context, arguments could be made that i’d always been relevant &/or at least on topic in communications with this accuser, and in this case … well i flat put my foot in my mouth, or at least the variant of that you do with fingers on keys. i was wrong in that way you know wrong after you’ve done it & while it still does not feel anything like that, yet, the consequences are clear.
that felt far more awful than it should have. there are no worse words i could be called, or have used in sentences that referred to my actions. none. they not only do not exist, they *can* not exist.
my head hurts.
and even though this is the first time i’ve blogged in howevermany months, the thought of linking to this from anywhere for any reason seems like … feels like … well what if there is a spammer in me, one i can’t see out of some blind stupid faith in my own pleasant intentions?
and yeah. i am overreacting. yes i am. yes i know.
spam? yeah. spam.
edited: recently while roaming around my old TMobile gallery, i found this bad cameraphone picture of the iPod in question:
i told this story once but lost it in the years of blogging which disappeared during the dark days. i shall attempt to recreate:
when chris’s mom died, we got a little money, and as per my insistence, spent a good bit on electronics. there was my late, beloved ZD8000, and, there was my iPod. it was a … i forget which gen, it was a twenty gig with a monochrome screen, all soothing blue. i remember the day i bought it at target (pronounced tar-zhay), brought it home, and immediately had a fierce attack of buyer’s remorse — what, in the fuck, had i just spent (what was it) $300 on? but then i opened the box, and held the shiny thing in my hand, and all that melted away. it was like hand-candy, and i was in love. Continue reading “the ipod story”
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