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## Journal: Tea, Earl Grey, Hot.5

Journal by Sylver Dragon
I got myself involved in a discussion on Fark over replicators and ended up trying to consider them from a practical point of view. I did the math on trying to make matter from energy and managed to convince myself that the idea is just insane. It was the first time I had ever done it and I thought it was interesting enough that I would come back here and share.

Ok, so to start with take the equation from Special Relativity which we all know and love:
E=mc^2

Now, for the moment, I am going to assume that Captain Picard's cup of tea is really big. It's a 1 kilogram cup of tea. We can chop this down later, but this makes the math easier. Also, it doesn't matter all that much.
Next, we will use 300,000,000 m/s as the value for the speed of light. I know this technically wrong, but it's close enough and makes the math less messy. Again, feel free to go back and do this with 299,792,458 m/s you'll find that it's close enough.
So:
E=mc^2
E=1 Kg * (300,000,000 m/s)^2
E=1 Kg * 90,000,000,000,000,000 m^2/s^2
E= 90,000,000,000,000,000 Kg*m^2 / s^s

Ok, the reason I choose kilograms, meters and seconds for the units is that 1 Kg*m^2/s^ = 1 Joule, a well known unit of energy. So:
E=90,000,000,000,000,000 J
Now, this is a big number, but what does it mean? We can jump over to Wikipedia (yes, I know, wikipedia bad.) and get the energy equivalent of TNT, a unit which people seem to deal with better. Well, the energy equivalent of 1 Megaton of TNT is 4.184 * 10^15 J. So, stick this in our formula:
E=90,000,000,000,000,000 J / 4,184,000,000,000,000 J/Mt
E=~21.5Mt
This means that, for every kilogram you need to replicate, you need the energy equivalent to a large thermonuclear bomb. For comparison sake, the largest device ever detonated was the Tsar Bomba at 50Mt. So, if the Captain goes off his rocker and decides to get a whole pot of tea at once, the engine room is going to need to generate more energy than the largest nuclear device we have detonated to date. And not turn into a huge fireball in space in the process.

Now, this doesn't mean that it's impossible; but, trying to generate and contain that amount of energy, and do it in a reasonable time scale, just seems a bit ridiculous. The better part is trying to create safe failure modes. Let's go with the Star Trek idea of anti-matter. So, you dump half a kilogram of anti-protons in one side of your reactor and half a kilogram of protons in the other. And, because this reactor was built by the lowest bidder, with substandard welding, and poor maintenance, the reaction vessel fails. So, how do you plan a failure mode for a 21Mt explosion in a cracked reaction vessel? Again, not an impossible problem, but this seems like an awful lot of work for a cup of tea.

## Journal: Layfette, we are here!

Journal by Sylver Dragon
I'm not sure if someone from AT&T is readin my Journal, or if the AT&T rep Kim went yet another mile for us; but, on Friday, our services jumped to the correct settings. We now have HBO as planned and are at the Elite internet level as planned. So far, we're happy. We now have a DVR in the living room and bed room (big plus). While it would have been nice for the guide to self-limit to only the channels we have a subscription to, I understand why they don't. However, the box provides the ability to go in and manually trim the guide list to only what I want to see. So, all of the non-subscription channels are now gone, as are all of the religious, shopping and non-English channels, at least on one box. I haven't done the other yet, and I'm hoping to find a way to just transfer the settings, but I'll be ok if I can't.

The Internet connection itself seems to be stable, and the wireless router which is provided with the service doesn't seem half bad, so we've gone to just using it and not having the extra DLink router on the network.

Picture quality has been good, and the On Demand service has been good (at least for the HBO/Showtime stuff, haven't tried paying for anything yet). The DVR boxes are nice and responsive, though I'm still getting used to the remote control layout.

So far, the only complaints we would level against the AT&T setup is that the DVR boxes don't have a clock on them and that little green LED on the front of the box is damn bright at night in the bed room. Though we can easily work around both problems. Put a clock where we can see it a for the first and use a piece of opaque tape for the other.

## Journal: Return of the Internet2

Journal by Sylver Dragon
Well, true to their word, the tech to install our AT&T UVerse service was at our apartment yesterday right around noon. I was in the middle of a lunch meeting with Dell and Microsoft (actually a pretty good one too), so my wife was there for the install and kept me updated via text messages. Unfortunately for the tech, our apartment was not well setup for UVerse (amazingly enough, I never felt it necessary to run Cat 5 to my TV), so it was necessary for him to make a few cable runs.

Now, I will give the guy credit, he did a clean job of it. He had to bring a cable through one wall, and he used an existing phone plate in the wall to hide one side of it and kept the other side fairly neat. In the other wall he needed to go through he was able to simply go through an existing plate on each side. In the living room, after coming through the wall, he needed to get to the opposite side of the room; his solution (and the one I would have gone back and done anyway) was to tack the wire along the base board, follow the jam up and around the sliding glass door, and go back down and around the base board the rest of the way. In all very clean.

Despite the cleanliness of the cable runs, the ends the tech put on the cables are crap. While I may not be the best cabler in the world, I can at least put an RJ-45 end on a Cat 5 cable which doesn't have the actual pairs hanging out. In his defense, my wife said that he did not have a crimping tool (apparently the company doesn't provide one), and did the whole job with a pair of scissors. That being the case, it's probably a small miracle that it all works to begin with. I just wish I had known (or been there) at the time. I have a crimping tool, and would have been happy to let him use it or just do it myself, since I'll now want to go back and do it anyway. Oh well, if I had to choose between redoing the run or redoing the ends, I'll redo the ends.

With one evening of testing, so far the service is good, if not what I ordered. Amazingly enough, after everything I went through to get the service ordered, it appears that we ended up not quite where we had planned to be at the beginning of all this. However, given the road to this point, I'm happy to have what we have and I figure I can sort the rest out. On the TV itself, we had planned to get the U300 package and add HBO. Well, we have the U300 package, but no HBO. The internet service was supposed to be the Elite level (6mbps/2mbps) and we landed at the Pro (3mbbs/1mbps). Though testing at DSL Reports confirms that we are getting near the maximum on our line, which is very nice.

Still, at this point I can get my porn and that's what the internet is for, right?

Journal by Sylver Dragon
My wife just texted to say that the internet is down at home. I think I may actually see a light at the end of the tunnel, though I wish whoever is blowing that whistle would stop.

## Journal: UVerse the continuing saga

Journal by Sylver Dragon
In my last long winded rant, I had this line towards the end:
My current DSL service is still working; but, that should go away soon, I hope.
Really, it's there, just skip the boring crap in the middle and you'll see it.
Well, it turns out that my hope was in vain. It's been a week (granted Thanksgiving week, so I'm willing to let it slide a bit) and we still have internet service from our old ISP. So, I finally decided that it was time to check up on it and find out what the hangup is. I went on the DSLExtreme website and looked at my account status, which is still 'Active'. I then looked at my service ticket history (ya, they really have the full thing back to 2003 when I signed up, kinda cool) and the Cancellation ticket was marked 'Closed'.

Now, as Degrees pointed out service departments want tickets closed. And as tqft added they will do anything short of murdering the customer to do it (and I'm not sure I'd put that past some departments..which reminds me, where's my shovel? I need that in my server room.) So, I shouldn't have been too surprised about the way it worked out; but then, I once had this crazy idea that ticket tracking is a useful tool for moving an issue through the resolution process, not just another useless metric to figure out whom to fire. I guess I really do just suck at management.

Anyway...I called up DSLExtreme's customer support and got a nice, if sleepy sounding rep who 'checked into it' for me. I guess the way their system works is that as soon as the cancellation is sent though to the 'cancellation system' (which I think may be a round container marked 'Rubbermaid') the ticket is closed. A bit more 'checking' (which I think involved 'uncompressing files' from the Rubbermaid brand 'cancellation system') and he gave me an uninstall date of 12/2. He also said I should receive an email soon with that uninstall date. I thanked him, and hung up. Less than an hour later, I receive an email from them stating that my 'Cancellation Date' is 11/23 (the day I put in the order). I guess the rep ran the 'fuck, he actually means it' app to continue the process.

So, this morning, my cell phone starts vibrating on my desk and I did like any sane person at work does and ignored it. It's a personal cell, not a work cell, and I do occasionally feel guilty about taking personal calls on work time. Besides, I didn't recognize the number which usually results in someone testing me to see if I have learned Spanish yet; while it's on my 'to do, eventually' list, I am still stuck with just two languages: English and bad English. Once I finally hit a good point to take a bit of a break, I checked my messages and Lo and Behold! It's the nice rep from AT&T calling to say that she had checked on my current internet service and they had given her the shut-off date of 12/2 and that she would put the order through once the line is clear. Damn, I guess if you go around the departmental phone merry-go-round a couple of times they start to get serious about customer service, major kudos to Kim at AT&T's Sales department. I must admit, the cynic in me had written off her promise to keep up on it, some days it's very nice to be wrong.

So, once more into the breach...er, holding pattern. With luck I should be without internet at home come Wednesday and the internet will be down one semi-anonymous asshole for a while.

## Journal: Getting bundled up4

Journal by Sylver Dragon
Well, thanks to johndiii I once again have a sane interface for my journal entries and can get back to ranting about normal stuff. Thank you.

So, as for the AT&T switch I had originally planned to post about....
About two and a half years ago my wife and I (yes, there really is a woman who puts up with me) moved to a nice little apartment and discovered that the confluence of geography and orbital mechanics sometimes sucks. In other words, we had been getting our TV service through Dish Network and were happy enough with them that we want to keep them after the move; however, our apartment is North facing and because the best place to put a satellite in orbit to provide the greatest coverage puts it in the Southern sky for us, we couldn't get a signal. After much grumbling, we settled on Time Warner cable as our best option (actually the only, but that does mean that they are at the top of the list).

Right from the get go we had problems; but, TV is mandatory (so sayeth the wife, and as Bill Engval so wisely noted: the one with the boobies has the power) so we put up with Time Warner. The first problem was minor enough, we planned to get a DVR in both the living room and the bed room, and they told us up front that the two would not be able to talk. If we recorded a program in one place, that was where we had to watch it. Really guys? In our old apartment Dish had us working with one box with two tuners, and I could watch my recorded programs either downstairs in the living room or upstairs in the bedroom. And we had that for three years, don't you think you should catch up? No. Ok then, sorry I asked.

The second problem wasn't really Time Warner's fault, but I feel like blaming them anyway. The cable going into our bedroom apparently sucks. In fact the line loss is so bad that we would not be able to put a digital receiver in that room and could only have the standard analog TV channels back there. Grumble, grumble, well not much to do about it, so down to a one box system we go. I guess that makes the "DVR's can't talk" problem kinda moot.

The third problem is really an outgrowth of the second problem. It seems that when we went down to one digital receiver, no one bothered to tell billing, and they were happily charging us for two DVR's. Now, I will admit some culpability here. I wasn't checking the bill as closely as I should, and we went for quite a while paying for both boxes. This carried on until my wife and I were going over our finances one day and I actually bothered to read through the entire cable bill and noticed that it listed two boxes.

I'm going to stop with the problems for a moment and give Time Warner some deserved kudos. Their customer service was actually really good each time we needed it. While I did spend a bit of time on hold, that is going to happen. The folks I talked to were understandable. no heavily accented, "hallo, my name is Steve". Ya, pull the other one, it's got bells attached. They actually seemed to know the product and were nice and helpful. In every case, my problem either got fixed or I went away from the conversation understanding why it was that I couldn't do something. Also, when I did let them know about the over billing, they credited my account for it and we didn't have to pay anything for our service for several months. So, overall customer service gets an 'A'.

Alright, back to problems. The next problem we faced was a bad DVR box. It just flat would not talk to the On Demand system, which included the HBO On Demand which comes with the HBO subscription. Everything else seemed to work, but On Demand was a no-go. After a couple calls trying to fix the box, Time Warner finally declared it dead and setup an exchange for us, that was a little bumpy, but got done.

Problem number whatever number we're on, has to do with the DVR function: It blows, and not in a good way. My wife and I each have a few programs we watch regularly, and for each we have setup a series recording which is only supposed to record new episodes (at least that's what the settings say). Now, I don't know how the box figures out what is a new episode and what isn't, I assume that it is some sort of flag which gets set either by Time Warner or the station itself. But, whoever is doing it is either drunk or stupid. The system does an OK job of knowing when a new episode is new; however, the system also figures that a bunch of reruns are also new. Now, this wouldn't be too much of a problem, we have plenty of hard drive space, but we only have two tuners. And we've ended up with quite a few actually new episodes of shows not being recorder because the system was recording a not new rerun, but it wanted to record it anyway. And the false positives happen at least once a day. This is actually the biggest problem we have with Time Warner, if this wasn't a constant thorn in our TV viewing habits, we probably wouldn't be looking to get rid of them.

The last problem is once again a hardware problem. Pretty much ever since we had Time Warner, the box has a habit of occasionally locking up for a few seconds. For example, we will be paging through the channel guide (which is a horrid mess) and the box will stop responding to commands. We hit the page down button and nothing. So, figuring that the signal didn't cross the three feet, or we didn't hit the button hard enough, we try again; and again nothing. Of course, a third try must be the charm so... no that doesn't work either. Then, as if by magic (or a buffer getting flushed) all three commands get executed on the box and the guide zips down three pages. The other place this crops up is when trying to fast forward during recorded programs. Hit the fast forward once, and it starts going, hit it again and nothing, try it again and nothing again. shout at the TV, "Fuck, stop, stop you goddamn thing!" Because shouting at inanimate objects helps. Hit the play button, so that when the buffer finally flushes we at least get to a stable state. And then watch as the commands finally clear and we're now half way into the next segment of the program and I need to rewind to get back to where we want to be. It's minor, but it's damned annoying every time and it happens frequently.

So, lately, we've started to notice that AT&T is inundating our area with advertisements for Uverse. And, we decided that we might as well give them a try. After all, the only reason we chose Time Warner was that they were the only option, which isn't exactly a good reason to stay with them. So, go on the website and start pricing packages. After a little while, we figure out that we can bundle our TV, phone and internet service under one umbrella and save a little bit of money (though the web interface doesn't have an option for a static IP address, and I like having one so that I can have a server with a domain name to use as my playground. Yes, I know about DynDNS, and I know that DHCP addresses tend to be stable; but it's a hassle and I'm willing to pay to not have to deal with it.

Since the web interface didn't have the static IP option, I figure I'll just give AT&T a call and sign up over the phone. Now, maybe I'm out of touch, but I would think that a company which is trying to penetrate a new market (AT&T is fairly new to the TV market in our area) would make it as easy as possible to sign up for service with them in as many ways as possible; but, finding a phone number on that site was like searching for a needle in a haystack. I did finally find it, but it took some doing. Not a great way to start out, but whatever, onward.

So, call sales, talk to the rep and get the bundle I want configured. Even with the static IP it is still an overall savings, so that's good. So, I ask the question, "do I need to cancel my current DSL service?" And the rep asks me if it is through AT&T or another ISP. Well, it's through DSLExtreme, so it's third party. I figured that I would have to go deal with the cancellation myself, but, "no" says the rep, "we can take care if it. We'll just have to have you talk to an agent to get authorization for us to cancel it." I'm skeptical, but it's been a few years since I changed my DSL service, so I figure I am just out of touch. The rep then goes on to say that we should not have any downtime and that I would be contacted in a couple of days to schedule the install. Great, hang up, all happy. A few minutes latter the rep calls back with a very official sounding man on the phone to get my authorization to cancel my old DSL service. Yes, yes, kill it, ok, good thanks, bye.

A few days passed, and no call. I started the process on a Monday, and when it gets to Friday I finally figure it's time to find out what is going on. So, call AT&T. I get a sales rep who kindly tells me that I have to talk to dispatch to get my install scheduled, and she'll transfer me. At dispatch, I talk to a very helpful gentleman who gives me my account number (something which I didn't have at that point) and tells me that the order is stuck in sales and I'll have to talk to the sales back office (SBO) to get it cleared before he can schedule the install. Boing! Over to SBO I go. After a while on hold, I finally get to talk to a guy at SBO who is so kind as to inform me that my order is "Pending" and that I need to cancel my current DSL service before it can go through. Um, but the rep said... oh fuck it, I knew I shouldn't have trusted him. Right, so I cancel and call you guys back, right? Yup. Good. Thank you.

This being the start of a weekend, my wife asked me to hold off canceling the DSL until Monday. So, on Monday, hop on DSLExtreme's website, go through the cancel process, and call AT&T to let them know and figure out what's next. I get a fairly nice, though hard to understand lady who informs me that there is no order on my account. Erm, no order, what about the one I placed last week. Oh, that was canceled. Canceled, really, ok so what do I need to do to get it going again. Well sir, you need to submit a new order. If you'll hold on I'll get you over to sales...

Now, I view myself as a patient man. I may swear up a storm internally, and I may then post that storm here in my journal. But, when dealing with people on the phone or face to face, I stay calm and professional, I usually just get quieter. You gain nothing by pissing off the one person in the world who has the power to help you. Of course, I don't deal well with stupid, and this whole process really seemed to be a case of stupid. Had my wife not been there to convince me to go through with it, I would have just canceled the whole thing and told the sales rep that if this is how they treat a potential customer, I don't want to know how they are going to treat me once they have my money. But again, the holder of the boobies has the power; so, I ground my teeth and waited for the sales rep to come on.

The sales rep turned out to be a higher level rep, I missed the exact title, but she actually made enough money to be able to make decisions. After explaining what had occurred to her, in detail, with names (yes, I keep notes when I do this type of thing); she became very apologetic and threw in a few freebies to thank me for putting up with what had happened; so, that at least was something. She also explained to me that yes, she really couldn't put the order though until my current DSL service was gone. That's fine, I'd put in the cancel order, it's now just a waiting game until DSLExtreme unhooks my curcuit. The rep even went so far as to promise to keep checking on it herself and put the order though as requested as soon as the line cleared, and that she would then contact me to schedule the install.

So, that's where it is now. My current DSL service is still working; but, that should go away soon, I hope. And we'll see if the rep follows though and really does initiate the order by herself (though if I notice that the current DSL service is gone, I may just call in anyway).

Sigh, all of this just to hopefully get a DVR in the bedroom which understands the difference between a new episode and a rerun.

## Journal: Can I just write in my fucking journal?4

Journal by Sylver Dragon
Just got my first dose of the new Journal interface. WTF, over?
Ok, I know, change is good. Accept change. Wait, no, fuck you! Change which breaks a working interface just for the sake of change is bad.

So, first problem first, why is the "Write in Journal" button hidden away from view down at the bottom of the page? Seriously, I almost couldn't find the damn thing. If I just opened the page for my journal, I probably did so to either read a previous entry; or, more likely, to write in it. Why isn't there a nice convenient "I want to write in my journal because that's what a fucking journal is for" button up at the top? Ok, so it looks like that little panel at the bottom is supposed to float at the bottom of my browser window, and not be hiding at the very bottom of the page. Sorry guys, your shit's broke, and it stinks. Call me crazy, but when you're designing an interface, it's important to keep in mind that most romanized languages work top to bottom and left to right, which means most speakers of those languages (like English, the primary language this site works in) will expect a layout in that same vein. So, put the important things near the top and left. They seemed to understand this well enough to put the main menus on the top and left sides of the page; so, why is such an important button now hidden at the bottom?

Ok, so I did find the "Write in Journal" button, otherwise I wouldn't be abusing you with cursing and vitriol. And I get this new interface with greyed out text which I guess is supposed to help me figure things out. The subject line seems obvious enough. But what the hell do they mean by "describe your scoop here". Scoop? I'm writing in my journal not submitting a story. Of course, I do realize that I can publish this as a story, if I want to, but I don't think that may people really care about what I have to say. Also, why such a small box? When I start ranting, I like to have a lot of space to cuss up a storm in. And if that is the description of my "scoop" (of rasins maybe?), where does my actual entry go? I guess I'm just dumb, but at first it seemed like that box was supposed to be the summary box. It was small, after all, and was supposed to be a description of my "scoop" and not the actual "scoop" itself, despite my really only wanting to write in my journal, not go scooping shit.

Alright, so I did figure out that the "describe your scoop" box is where I am supposed to actually write my journal entry (yes, I've scooped you all on my own random thoughts! Don't you feel bad?), or at least that is what I am guessing; if I'm wrong I'll have to do some editing in the real "this is where you actually type the journal entry, sucker!" box. So, I start typing figuring that, either this little box is going to get bigger or I'm going to end up including a few lines about only having three lines to type in despite having a large web page full of fuck all. And what do you know, the little box that couldn't auto-magically grows. So, I am happily ranting along, and where did my text go? I know I just finished typing a hate filled sentence fragment with spelling and grammar errors. Why does it seem like it went off the end and I'm not seeing shit? Ok, maybe my cursor jumped, who knows. So, type the same poorly formed sentence with a few more curse words, because they add flavor, and the little box expands and there's my previous sentence fragment. Once again, this shit is broke and stinks. It turns out that the whatever system is being used to figure out when to grow the box if fucked up and by the time I am typing this sentence I am just about completing a line before the box grows so that I can see what the fuck it is I am typing. I expect that by the end of this I'm going to be typing blind which is going to make editing really suck. Oh, and by the way, where is my fucking scroll bar? You mean to tell me that the only way I can go up and down in the box is with the keyboard? What is this some "let's be retro?" change? I've had a mouse on my computer since the 90's, get with the fucking program! Yes, vim is cool with its keyboard commands to jump around in text, this isn't vim.

As for tagging my journal entry. Ok, that's close enough to the old system. I used to be able to select the topic from a drop down and that was that. I guess this nice for indexing. So, let's see, this post is obviously not news, so lets delete that tag and...fuck, no "delete news" Ok, we'll change it to "not news" after all, my ranting is not news. And, why do I still have a "News" tag? OK, maybe we'll just add a tag in the text box. So, type in "change is bad" and um, now what? An "Add Tag" button would be nice. Alright, well considering the "we hate the mouse" fuck up that is the "scoop" box, let's give the keyboard a go...<Enter> Ah ha! I have, um, three new tags, the fuck, over? Yes, my post now has an "is" tag (along with a "change" and and a "bad" tag. Back to the 90's again are we? Yes, Clinton gave us, "it depends on what your definition if 'is' is." And, it didn't work for him then, why am I getting an "is" tag now? Fuck it, I now have an "is" tag and despite the fact that it looks like I could delete it, it's there and I'm keeping it. Fuck you indexing engine, deal with it.

And now, I guess it's time to preview this rant. This ought to be interesting. <Ctrl>-A, <Ctrl>-C, paste into Notepad just to ensure that I got the whole thing since I can't see my entire post at once in the little scoop box which couldn't. Lest I end up losing this insightful, hateful, pointless post to some random fuck up of the new system.

Well, at least the preview seems to work the way it's expected to. And to think, I originally came on here to post a non-vitriolic journal entry to document my upcoming switch over to AT&T's UVerse, but this new journal system was so bad that it got derailed like a Metrolink train with a texting conductor. Thank you, Slashdot crew, you've just about given me the final push to sign up for Facebook and leave this deteriorating site behind.

## Journal: They really said, "no"?3

Journal by Sylver Dragon
Was over on Fark and ran into an article about the amendment Senator Al Franken proposed to the House Appropriations bill. Now, as intended by the article, I had an inital WTF moment. Why did 30 Senators feel it necessary to oppose this amendment.

As one might expect, I was skeptical of the claim that this amendment was all about preventing rape cover-ups. After all, 30 Senators voting against it seems to indicate that the amendment doesn't contain what the title says it does. So, go over and read the text myself:

On page 245, between lines 8 and 9, insert the following: Sec. 8104. (a) None of the funds appropriated or otherwise made available by this Act may be used for any existing or new Federal contract if the contractor or a subcontractor at any tier requires that an employee or independent contractor, as a condition of employment, sign a contract that mandates that the employee or independent contractor performing work under the contract or subcontract resolve through arbitration any claim under title VII of the Civil Rights Act of 1964 or any tort related to or arising out of sexual assault or harassment, including assault and battery, intentional infliction of emotional distress, false imprisonment, or negligent hiring, supervision, or retention.

That's is, that's the amendment in its entirety. No dodgy language, no hidden "And we're going to give everyone with a 'q' in their name 1 million dollars". Nada. It really looks like it does do what the title says, which is defund any contract with a mandatory arbitration clause which tries to include the type of thing KBR is trying to force under it. Sure, it's gonna fuck with Halliburton, KBR and probably a few other contractors which they get their employment contracts sorted, so what? Overall, great job Senator Franken.

For the 30 Senators who voted 'no', WTF, over?

## Journal: Yahoo Maps Fails It

Journal by Sylver Dragon
For the most part, I use Google Maps whenever I need to find something or get directions (hell, I have the mobile app on my phone; which has it's own problems, but I digress). But, for some reason, when I was trying to use it today it was giving me fits. It might just be that NoScript is eating something, I just don't care enough to troubleshoot it at the moment. So, I figured, I'll give Yahoo! Maps a try. So, type: maps.yahoo.com hit <Enter> and sure enough, a nice map. Type my current address in the search, and...wait, where did my map go? Ok, search results as a list, with the map as an option. OoooooK, whatever.

Click the map, and I'm back to where I think I should be. Now, search for 'mexican food' since that is what I want. And, dammit, where did my map go? Alright, click on a search result, and up pops a map for a mexican food resturant near my home, WTF? I distinctly remember having the map centered where I am at, why did this thing jump to my home? Yes, I have my address in Yahoo!'s service for other stuff, and I am technically logged in; however, I had the map where I wanted to search. Look at the screen, ooohhh, there's another unobtrusive search box for 'search for a business', over on the left. The big, yellow "Search" box and button at the top, which seems designed to attract my attention and is in a logical spot for a search box doesn't do a spatial search.

Right, fine, do the "business" search. And get some hits in my current area. Click on one on the list on the left side, the map moves smoothly to the selection, expands a pop-up of the item on the map with info and a few useful links like "driving directions". Cool, mouse over to the...wait, where'd the pop-up go? Click on the item on the left, move the mouse over to the pop-up...Fuck! Ok, click on the actual number on the map, and now I can click "driving directions".

Congratulations Yahoo! Maps, you worked so well that I just had to piss into the wind (read:post on Slashdot) about it.

## Journal: Checking screenshots

Journal by Sylver Dragon
Every once in a while, I try to do something with Powershell that I've either not figured out before, or have forgotten how to do. So, I hit Google and start searching. Today, I was trying to modify a registry value, and had forgotten how to do it. So, hit Google and start searching. I came up with this great site. If the author runs across this post, thank you very much, you helped me along my way to a useful script.

While reading the post, I looked at Figure 16.3. On the left hand side you will see "TestKey" highlighted. Just below that, you will see a key named "ThriXXX". If you are curious what this is, google it, just not at work.

Ok, I look at porn. Obviously, the person who created this screenshot looks at porn. I'm willing to bet that even you, dear reader, look at porn. That's not an issue. But, if you are going to be putting a reasonably professional posting online, you might want to sanitize things a bit before you post it.

## Journal: Oh Shit! <Alt>+F4 <Alt>+F4 <Alt>+F42

Journal by Sylver Dragon
This past Thursday I was once again reminded of the dangers of browsing on the internet and typing in a domain name you think is right. At my work we have a couple of machines which the students are allowed to use (in addition to their laptops) so that they can access some software which we only have one or two licenses for. On this particular day, one of the students was using this system for part of her project and had run into a problem: when the computer was setup Python was installed but PythonWin was not. No problem, I'll just add it for her and be on my way.

It just happened to be that while she was asking me about it one of her fellow students walked up and they started talking about the software she was using, and the second student wanted to see it so she stuck around as well. Please note that, at this point I have two female students chit-chating next to me and watching while I get PythonWin installed. While this shouldn't be a problem, it will become obvious why this was one shortly.

I figure that the quickest thing to do is pop out on the web, download PythonWin and install it. So, open Internet Explorer, and type python.com into the address bar (Do NOT do this at work!). Now, with the wonderfully fast connection we have, within a second I begin to see adds for porn. I let out a reflexive, "oh, shit!" and started hitting <Alt>+F4 as fast as my fingers would move. At this point, the two students behind me give me confused looks. I quickly apologize, which they initially didn't understand. It would seem that my mind picked up on what was going on, and reacted fast enough, that they hadn't seen anything. Thank goodness both of them were able to understand and laugh it off; but, I still think I lost a few days off my life from that.

So, lesson learned, unless I am damn sure of the address I am going to, JFGI.

## Journal: I already knew this but..3

Journal by Sylver Dragon
Ran across this article while poking through Digg. As just about any junkfood junkie in Southern California tell you In-n-Out makes the best burger out there.

Damn, now I want a 4x4 with animal style fries. Dinner is going to be very bad for me.

Journal by Sylver Dragon
A little while back I wrote about two different bills working their way through their State's legislatures. Specifically, Montana Bill HB246 and California Bill AB390. In both cases, I like what the bills are trying to accomplish, though on the whole, I think both bills are doomed. Even still, sometimes a failure can make enough noise to accomplish something positive in the long run. So, today I had a touch of time and decided to see what the status of each was.
• Montana HB246 - Current status: Transmitted to Governer. Simply put, the Montana House and Senate have passed the bill. It is interesting that the requirement for the State Attorney General (AG) to fight this one out in court, as soon as someone notifies the AG that the person intends to make such a firearm, was stripped. But I don't see that as a completely destructive change. I expect that we will simply see some company and/or individual with deep pockets start the fight on this one themselves, and will likely be better equipped to win the fight. Also of note is that the final bill has wording in it to avoid fighting both the control of explosives and the control of fully automatic weapons. I suspect that this was done to try and pander to the US Supreme Court's recent decision which invalidated the DC handgun ban, but engaged in legal gymnastics to not invalidate the federal ban on fully automatic weapons, at the same time. Also, to narrow the scope of the bill to a single issue, to make the fight easier.
• California AB390 - Current Status: Probably dead. The author Tom Ammiano requested that the hearing for the bill in the Public Safety and Health committee be canceled. Not being privy to the how exactly things work with these committees, I can only assume that he is either reworking the wording before the committee gets the bill, or he's simply given up on it. Either way, I suspect that this bill will now simply die in ignominy. Too bad too, it might have given the US Attorney General, Eric Holden, a way to stop the DEA from raiding marijuana dispensaries. But, only time will tell. Government usually moves at a rather slow pace, which is good, it usually prevents us from engaging in ill conceived, knee jerk reactions.

## Journal: Fucked Up Fables: Six Soldiers Of Fortune

Journal by Moraelin
(With apologies to the brothes Grimm.)

There was once a man who was a Jack-of-all-trades; he had served in the war, and had been brave and bold, but at the end of it he was sent about his business, with three farthings and his discharge.

"I am not going to stand this," said he; "wait till I find the right man to help me, and the king shall give me all the treasures of his kingdom before he has done with me."

Then, full of wrath he went along the road and came to a huntsman who was kneeling on one knee and taking careful aim with his musket.

"Huntsman," said the leader, "what are you aiming at?"

"Two miles from here," answered he, "there sits a fly on the bough of an oak-tree, I mean to put a bullet into its left eye."

"Oh, come along with me," said the leader; "the two of us together can stand against the world."

The huntsman was quite willing to go with him, and so they went on till they came to a man standing on one leg, and the other had been taken off and was lying near him.

"You seem to have got a handy way of resting yourself," said the leader to the man.

"I am a runner," answered he, "and in order to keep myself from going too fast I have taken off a leg, for when I run with both, I go faster than a bird can fly."

"Oh, go with me," cried the leader, "three of us together may well stand against the world."

And to make the long story short, he went and gathered a few more companions, each with a grander claim to some super-ability than the others.

Meanwhile, the old king had tried to persuade his daughter to marry the young and respected son of a duke, for he had no sons and was thinking that the future duke might once make a good king too. Unfortunately the young princess had read a few books too many, and was fond of imagining herself as quite the real Amazon. She demanded of her father that if any man is to win her hand, he must best her in a contest of speed, endurance and military skill, like some ancient queen was said to have chosen her husband. And any man entering the contest must be willing to bet his very life on the outcome.

Now the king was fairly open minded for that age, and more than willing to admit that some women could make fine warriors. His people were still remembering the fierce shieldmaidens of the northmen, for example. But his daughter had always been a sickly bookworm, always short of breath, and also a little on the chubby side. The thought of her besting a trained knight was too much.

Wisely, the king said he'll go to his room to think about it, and laughed himself nearly to death into the pillow.

Still, he figured out that it's simpler than arguing with his daughter. So he agreed to send the town cryer to proclaim the decision. Secretly, he also sent a runner to the duke, urging him to send his son with the swiftest horse to enter the contest he cannot possibly lose.

Unfortunately for the duke's son, the ex-mercenary and his merry band were just entering to city as the cryer proclaimed the news. Thinking that with the help of his marvelous companions he cannot lose, he went straight to the king and asked to be tested against the princess.

The king was taken aback by the audacity of a common man to ask to marry a princess, but he realized that his announcement hadn't actually mentioned any restrictions. Fancying himself a man of great honesty and honour, the king agreed to keep his word and let him try, and sent for the princess to decide the test. She chose a race to a far away well, and the first who would make it back with a pitcher full of water would win.

"Easier than I expected," thought our ex-mercenary. "My runner will surely best any man or woman in the land." And asking for a little time to prepare, he went and asked his man with a detachable leg to dress in his clothes and run the race in his stead.

So the court gathered to watch, and at the blow of a horn the two competitors were off... much to the amusement of everyone present. The princess was soon panting and tripping over her long skirt, and making very poor progress. Unfortunately, her opponent was making even poorer progress, limping and cursing and dragging a leg behind him.

By evening, the race was over, with the princess handing her father the pitcher a good ten minutes before her opponent.

The ex-mercenary was aghast, He went to the man with the detachable leg and started screaming at him, "What was that all about?! What did you think you were doing?! Why didn't you run faster than a bird, like you said you would?!"

"Dude, " said the other man to his defense, "I thought you were kidding and I answered in kind. Haven't you seen a wooden leg before? I lost my real leg to a cannonball at the siege of Altdorf."

The conversation would have continued longer, but a squad of the king's guards showed up and took our depressed ex-mercenary to the king.

"Son, " said the king, "I figure you've lost fair and square, and it's only fair that you keep your end of the bargain. You have until morning to make your peace with God, assisted by the castle's priest. But since I like your courage, you shall not hang like a common rogue. You shall be beheaded at dawn, by sword, like a knight or noble would."

"No, father, wait!" intervened the princess who, truth be told, was starting to find the man more handsome than the groom her father had chosen for her. "This man has shown great valour in taking the challenge. Should we not give him a second chance?"

The king rolled that thought around in his head for a bit, then spoke, "That is very chivalrous of you, my daughter, and it would hardly be befitting me to stand in the way of such chivalry. Fine. Choose your next challenge, then, and tomorrow he shall face you again for his life."

This time the princess chose a contest of archery. Our hero politely inquired if he may use a gun, saying that it was a more familiar weapon to him. The princess agreed. With that, the king called the meeting over, and asked the guards to lead the man and his companions to a guest room in the palace.

So this time the ex-mercenary asked his hunter companion to dress like him and go in his stead the next day.

The next day, two large targets were set at a hundred paces away. The two contestants were given a dozen arrows and respectively a dozen bullets, and told to start shooting.

Again the princess did rather poorly, only now occuring to her that reading about ancient Scythian archer women didn't actually count as archery training. Only half of her arrows hit the target at all, and none of them went even close to the bullseye.

Unfortunately our hero's sharpshooter did even worse, with barely two of his shots even touching the target. As the court jester remarked, he did at least get one bull's eye. He actually shot the eye of a bull across the road to the right, dropping him dead on the spot. But since it wasn't on his target, it didn't count.

Again, our ex-mercenary was shocked and he went to berate his huntsman, "What in the Lord's name was that all about?! Didn't you say you could hit a fly in the eye from two miles away?! How could you miss a five foot wide target at a hundred paces?! I could have shot a higher score myself than you and that tomboy put together!!"

"To be honest, " the hunter answered, staring at his own shoes, "that was a joke, and it never occured to me that anyone would take it seriously. I mean, really," he continued as he showed his gun, "this is a smoothbore musket. You said you were in the army, for crying out loud. Two miles? It can't even shoot a ball past two hundred paces. Even at one hundred, as my old captain used to say, the only way to hit a man is if you aimed at another man."

And as the guards were taking him first to the king, and then to the place of his execution, it occured to our hero that maybe he should have tested his employees instead of simply believing any wild claim.