Well, here goes. Have I got posting priviledges back because the prat that was in my IP range decided to fisk off and die messily?

Duh. Meant that my history shows all my posts, including the three to one subject that I made recently, and those are the only posts I've made.

Go get the mature person^D^D^...^D twit that decided to ruin my fun. Oh yeah - I've not been posting anonymously either.

Some twit in my subnet has been making excessive bad posts. Don't think it is me as I've only posted some ten times or so and my history doesn't show any more posts than the last three I put up. So, moderation@slashdot.org has been mailed, hope my account is unfrozen sometime soon and the twit gets himself (or herself, or even itself or zeself) roundly pummelled by 20lb fish that have been left to 'mature' in a sunwarmed bucket for a few days.

Grr. Arrgh.

Signing off.
Togakure

I've gone and nominated my first /. friend! Welcome, Mycroft VIII :)

Got to admit I'm quite amused and bemused at my reaction to stepping out of my (self-imposed /.) shell even this much (and amused and bemused at being amused/bemused too). Ahhh life, it's delightful.

I can't think of too much either better or worse than having a day off work on the same day my wife is working a late-in-the-day shift - I get to sleep in with her (bonus) and yet I have some ten hours in which I currently do nothing much other than 'net, read, repeatedly visit /. and occasionally thinking about introducing myself to linux by taking the old boxen I've got and jumping in the deep end with just the kernel, enough drivers to run the monitor, and a compiler - build the damn machine from the ground up.

Any clues as to what this would take?

What would you truly be if...

...you knew, completely beyond every trace of doubt and fear, that you will make true whatever it is you set out to do, being that it is something truly significant to you? And no, it doesn't matter how big or small that thing is, it doesn't matter if it could be completed in five minutes or take more than working the rest of your lifetime to achieve. It doesn't matter if it would only ever need just one person, or a whole team numbering in the millions to come together to make it happen. And neither does it matter what opinion anybody else holds about what you think important.

What would you do?

Who (person, character, not position) would you become?

This question has crossed my mind many times since I've learned of it, and I think I may be fearing to know what a true answer to that question would be for me. What that answer would make of my life so far, and of who I am this far in my short life.

Give me time, I think, and I will face up to the answers. In the meantime, on with life, and long live Guinness, King of the Beers ;)