Monthly Archives: May 2009

The Little fire that almost did, but decided not to.

I’ve been dealing with computer periferals and electronics for awhile now. I Certainly am not at the level of expertese where I can assemble and disassemble electronic equipment at will. However, today was a great example of someone who isn’t exactly an expert knowing somethingwas very wrong.

I had recorded a podcast using my olympuss ds20 this morning. It was in regards to the best way to organize one’s collection of video games. I thought it would be something interesting, and different. Recording was the easy part. When it came time to transfer the audio from my olympuss to my pc, I plugged in the olympus, and plugged in the usb cable like normal. However, there was no cheerful duh ding from my pc. Instead, Ther ewas only depressing silence. So I figgured I’d check my computer to see if maybe the device had shown up, and I had missed it. Well. NO device. It was certainly a curious concept. NO Device? Well, maybe the USB port on the front of this machine is weird. I should try the back ports. That’s when I smelled something like burning rubber. Burning rubber I thought? That’s kind of odd. Wait a second! The USB cable!
I yanked out the usb cable from the pc only to be met witha burning hot cable. Looking at it, it looks like the covering on the wire had started to warp which I’m assuming meant it was melting.

Good thing I didn’t go off to do something else. I might of had a mess to deal with, and possibly no room or house. Plus, I’d have a less than pleased family.
So my question is. What the hell happened? I have never seen anything like that happen before in my life. Anyone got any ideas?

Liam

to wii or not to wii

ok. first off. I am not questioning whether or not I should visit the bathroom. That is not what this post is about.
I am pondering aquiring nintendo’s latest console. Yes. I refuse to use it’s name in this post as I think it’s one giant eufamism.
I mean. come on. It is the only console I know where people give you dirty looks when you talk about it. For instance. I can say with no problem my sister has a gameboy. There is nothing wrong it all when saying that she let me play her game boy ds. However, people will either glare at you or think you’re from tenessee when you emfatically state that you’re sister let you play with her wii.

Ok. That out of the way. Should I buy this thing? I borrowed one briefly, and yes it was my sister’s. I was more than displeased with the concept of having to point at menus. this wouldn’t bother me so much if there was an alternate way of getting around. My problem is. There are a ton of games on the virtual console I want to play. Of course, I can’t independently buy anything off the virtual console, so what’s the point. Nintendo, can you please just go back to having everything use controllers and get rid of the wii mote. blind people hate it.

Liam

It lives

I’m really curious who read these things. Seriously. I am. I mean I don’t sit up all night wondering who checks my journal. Tonight I’m sitting up all night slowly melting due to the weather outside. There is just this thing about the weather I can’t understand.

Last winter was one of the worst winters I’ve ever seen in Chicago. It lasted from about mid november, to just about 2 weeks ago. What really got me is how cold my roomg ot. I mean. It seriously was freezing. But now.. Now it’s 70 degrees outside, and for what ever reason it feels like an oven in here. I wish my room could stay in some sort of comfy temperature. I can’t sleep like this, and work comes early. And I’d like to be at some sort of level of awakeness when I have to stumble in to the office rubbing the sleep from my eyes later this morning. It’ll be another day of fighting with microsoft word, and silently cursing my work pc.

so. Anyways. Who looks at this thing anyways? And why is it that we blog in the first place? It could just be my general apathy towards the universe, but reading about what someone ate for lunch and all that doesn’t interest me. Granted, writing about it doesn’t interest me either but I gotta kill time somehow.

Liam