I know TomHudson is always posting cool addresses he finds. I thought of a cool one today that's more of a URL than anything: http://someoneset.us/upthebomb/

That's all, maybe this will inspire Tom though. :-)

He was taken in yesterday. Charged with 288 (oral copulation of a minor) and then put away on $50,000 bond (I think that means she had to pay $5000...?). The (ex) mother-in-law bailed him out a couple hours later.

ARRRGH! I know that's how the bail system works, but I wanted him to sit there.

Well that wasn't much fun.

He agreed to admit to the police who just hauled him away about 4 hours ago.

The mother-in-law promptly called my wife to see about getting money to help with the cell phone bill (read: she wants my wife to help with bail).

I'm dumbfounded as to why the mother-in-law would stay. She told my wife she was going to stay with him and comfort him. Uhm, yeah, what about comforting your daughter? your granddaughter?

For those who worried about a vigialnte mission needed worry. He wouldn't come out of the house. :-O

For those of you who wondered how you might behave, it might look something like this:

I started by getting good and drunk the night before (I know, but I really needed something to take the edge off). I got to bed at 1am, and fell asleep around 1:30. I then woke up at 4am put on my steel-toed boots and my cousin took me to the airport. I got to Sacramento at around 10:30, got my rental car, and drove the 3-ish hours to Fresno, getting there around 2.

My first stop was his house. He wouldn't come out, so my endurance run in my boots was for nothing. So I just did burn-outs in front of his house. Next day we get a call that he's agreed to admit (whether my burn-outs had any affect I'll never know).

For the record, my wife did get very upset with me for doing that, and made me promise not to do it again.

The next couple days we decided not to think about it much and went to Johns Incredible Pizza (chuck-e-cheese on steroids) went to the park etc...

So now he's hauled off. It's not much consolation though. What's done is done. We're putting restraining orders on both of my wifes parents and with the exception of anything legal won't have to see them ever again.

Hopefully something aweful happens to him in jail.

Thanks for the prayers, I'm sure that's what kept him from coming out of the house. I was in such a rage that I may have actually done something very regretable. I've never thrown up just from being angry before.

good God this has been the worst week of our lives.

Some time ago I wrote about my sister's saga of getting molested by my step-dad when I was younger. I don't remember how far back, but it was a couple (few?) years now. I stopped talking to him, and my mother who stayed with him until recently.

NOW it comes to light that while in California my 8 y/o daughter was getting the treatment from my father-in-law. I'm leaving for Cali tomorrow. I hope to have the chance to mess him up, though probably not -- the police may have him in custody as of this evening sometime.

Can someone stop the Earth please? I'd like to get off now.

Got any recomendations for laptops? A friend is looking, and I don't really keep up. I'm just looking for the best comination of cheap/good warranty.

OK I'll admit it. I was bored. I was just tinkering around with various /dev/* and piping the output to various others.

That's when I came across a few interesting things (namely xchat leaves all kinds of stuff in memory for days after you last logged on).

But most scary was this command 'strings /dev/mem', which revealed to me my own password. This is particalarly scary since this is an ubuntu system and my user is essentially 'root'.

bryan
-my password was here-
sudo su -
-my password was here again-

It appears to be me logging in to either the console or gdm, and then running sudo su - and typing my password.

errr, nevermind.

My cousin is applying for his apprenticeship to be a pipe fitter/welder and requested a letter of recommendation from me. I've never written one, and don't know how to go about it without sounding like a brown-nosing relative.

My cousin is really good. He's a good mechanic, a good welder, and will make a hell of a pipe-fitter. But how do I say that in writing to compelte stranger without the guy going 'this is jsut the guys cousin, he has to say that'.

A few weeks ago I bought a old jeep cj7. I took the hard top off because it's hotter 'n hell out. I decided while the top was crushing my skull, fusing my spine, and otherwise shortening my body and lifespan that I never want to put the thing back on.

So off to craigslist I went to attempt to hock it there and get some of the money needed to get a fancy-pants new softtop.

I put it on there for $700 fully expecting to be negotiated down to $500 (for the top and doors). I get an email from some guy who wants to mail me a certified cheque for the $3500, enough for the $700 I'm asking and the cost of a mover to pick it up. OK now I'm suspicious. Really REALLY suspicious. I'm convinced it's a scam. The guy has my address because I thought he would want to come look at it (he didn't seem to want to, he'd essentially be 'buying' sight unseen).

So, I have a few options.

1> call the bank the check is drafted on and ask.
2> drop the check off with the police as soon as it arrives (or FBI if crosses state lines (is that how that works?))
3> play with they guy and see what I can make him do.

I can guarantee you that top is NOT getting on a moving truck of any kind -- unless for some strangely odd reason #1 pans out and the banks says it's valid (which is extremely unlikely).

What would you guys do?

And they say the US is messed up.

Frontpage story about the dood getting fined for using veggie oil prompted me to ask this tengently-related question.

I will soon be buying a new (to me) Jeep. One of the things that has always driven me crazy about older (non-fuel-injected) Jeeps, is that you tend to stall out when going up hills that are too steep for the gravity fed carburators to work properly. So, I've been thinking of alternatives. I don't want to go the veggie route. I won't have a deisel engine anyway, so my only alternative is some kind of hydrogen conversion.

Storing hydrogen in the gaseous form seems too dangerous. I'd like something that converted it on-board and fed the hydrogen directly to the carb. I'd be saving money on gas (by supplying my own salt water, and some alloy), and could still run regular gas when needed.

Any mechanics or Chemistry majors out there with ideas on how to home-brew something like that?

I cannot seem to find an easy way to calculate chars per inch. Anyone know of a unix utility that does that? I've found a lot that can convert to a set limit (for sending to printers etc...).

mod this up please. Funniest thing I've read in a long time.

Earlier one of our offices called and asked for instructions on how to add sites to the proxy's blocking list (specifically myspace). I emailed the instructions back, but tested them first to make sure I had it right and that I wasn't blocking too much.

During my test I ran a whois query against myspace and got back the following.

======================
Whois Server Version 2.0

Domain names in the .com and .net domains can now be registered
with many different competing registrars. Go to http://www.internic.net
for detailed information.

MYSPACE.COM.ZZZZZ.GET.LAID.AT.WWW.SWINGINGCOMMUNITY.COM
MYSPACE.COM.IS.N0T.AS.1337.AS.WWW.GULLI.COM
MYSPACE.COM

=====================

I'm not some kind of super admin, but I have been around the block a few times, and have never seen anything like it. How does one accomplish this strange trick?

I'm hoping there's some electronica-audio geeks here that know how I can make those robot voices used in all those ancient break-dancing songs (and more recently in rehab's "bump").

Seems like it would be something cool to use in home-made video's etc...