bfg9000's Journal: Bad Mac Day Yesterday.

Ouch. As you can see from my [over-the-top] journal entries, me and Apple did not get along yesterday. Of course, they don't care, they forgot I existed an hour after I bought my gear, but sometimes when the planets are all in alignment I get dead pixels showing up on the same day I realize I need a reformat because everything is constantly crashing because I installed/uninstalled a themer which didn't agree with my PB and which I wouldn't need if I were able to run Linux on this thing without losing half the hardware and Apple callously screws Konfabulator no matter how innocent the Apple/Slashdot Sales Team say they are and I'm having a bad day at work because of computer problems there as well and everything sucks and most everyone is full of crap except for Type O Negative.

Blaring October Rust's "Love You To Death" in the car as I drove through a rainstorm with the windows down drinking a coffee and not giving a damn was a near-religious experience. By the time I got home from my drive, I was 'back'.

I've been to Church since I started dating my Pentecostal wife, and I never felt that sort of freedom and release from singing a happy song and hearing about how Noah's Ark applies to my life from a guy who golfs three afternoons a week.

Maybe the church needs to start playing some Type O.