The drags

The drag races at Pacific Raceways yesterday were pretty dang good. I get really bored with Pro Stock cars, and some of the sportsman cars. I go for the top fuel cars. 300+ mph man. Pretty incredible to watch in person. There's nothing like feeling the concussion of one of those suckers blowing by you at full bore.

I've got a horrible sunburn on my face and neck from yesterday (yes, I have a red neck now; how appropriate) but I'll survive. The raccoon eyes are pretty bad, which got me a lot of negative attention at work this morning. Add to that, I have to go get my driver's license renewed before the 13th, which makes it all even worse. It should be better by the 13th, but I was hoping to get it taken care of this week while I was on the 5am to 2pm shift.

Speaking of which, I can't wait to get off that shift. Something about going to sleep (trying to go to sleep) at 9pm in the middle of the summer just isn't right.

Nicole and I think we've got someone trying to get an idea of what they could swipe from our house. A removable screen we keep on a window in the living room was, er, removed from the window, collapsed, and left on the ground. Of course, this means the cat got out, and when I went out to get her, the other cat got out. Ugh. The window will remain closed from now on. I'm starting to dislike this part of the neighborhood. Ah, the joys of living behind a liquor store. It's time to move. I'm seriously considering buying a house, but that's a level of stress I'm not really up for right now. Argh.

Hot in Herre, yo.

The spelling is intentional, for those of you hip kids who are up to date with the "lingo."

It's currently 93.5 degrees F in my living room. Yup, that's hot. It was so hot today that I didn't say no when Nicole asked for a ride to work. It's worth it to be in the air conditioned car for an hour or so. The heat's good for ya, right? Helps ya sweat out all the bad stuff? Hrm, I hope so. About an hour ago, I was very close to breaking down and purchasing an A/C unit.

Work's kicking my ass. This job is pretty tough, but I'm learning, and slowly but surely getting the hang of things. A co-worker of mine has mentioned a few times how just when he thought he was getting the hang of things, something hit him upside the head and put him back into a state of confusion. This is happening quite frequently with me. The amount of knowledge I'm gaining is good, though. It feels like when I first started at N2H2 - learning Linux administration, TCP/IP networking, Web technologies. Now, it's RADIUS, SSL, and Windows administration. I did some Windows administration in a lab environment over at N2H2, but now I'm doing a lot more and needing to know a lot more..

It's gotten to the point where I broke down and bought a PC for the house. It'll eventually do double-duty in Nicole's MAME cabinet, but for now it's my XP client for a Win2K domain I set up with 2K Server and Virtual PC for Mac. Gonna have to bone up on group policy, Dfs, ADSIedit, and a whole lot more.

So there you have it. It's hot in Seattle, and will be tomorrow, too. Sunday it'll cool down, which is good, because I'm going to be heading to the drag races in Auburn. Last time I went it rained and I think I only saw 4 or 5 races. It was a waste.

Fahrenheit 9/11

Yup. Went to see it. Loved it. Walked away very angry. I know I'll need to see it again in order to wrap my head around it. So much going on in it that one viewing wasn't enough.

I'd highly recommend it, even if you're a neocon dipshit who's written "I love Bush!" all over your Sean Hannity Trapper Keeper.

Go, Bill, Go!!!!!

No, not Bill Clinton. No, not Bill Gates.

Bill Cosby.

In this article on CNN Bill goes on the rampage, yet again, against victimization and lack of personal responsibity. I found his comments to be quite insightful, and very true. I completely agree with what he had to say. You can't fault him for being honest.

For instance, it'd be completely assinine of me to sue an airline because they forced me to pay for an extra seat because I'm fat. And suing the airline over the way they didn't make you pay for the extra seat for one leg of the trip, but they did for another is simply no excuse. You're fat. If Southwest asks for you to pay for the seat where the rest of your fat ass is, don't argue. Just do it. Consider yourself lucky that Southwest didn't charge you for the seat on the other leg. And, if the plane really isn't full enough to have warranted the price of the extra seat, go get the refund that Southwest promises.

Nicole and I are both big, fat Americans. As a result, I paid for 3 seats for us on the trip to Japan. I do this on every trip we take together, and I buy an extra seat on every trip I take. It's expensive, yes, but it's comfortable for me even if nobody was sitting in the seat next to me.

I feel that realizing your own faults and working to acknowledge them, rather than blaming someone else for them, is a good sign of personal responsibility.

Time to stop the rant... I feel better now.