Soulless & Feral

Ah, election day. While others were out voting for the lesser of two evils, I was contemplating either not voting at all (something I’ve not done in a while) or using my vote to mock the entire process. I opted for the latter, as I’d hinted that I’d do so and …being honest here… I thought it would make a pretty decent entry on an otherwise boring day.

So… what did I do? Simple enough. I used my ballot as one might use a gas station wall. With my finger (I’d love to pretend it was my middle finger, but alas) I filled in Nathan Explosion, Charles Ofdenson, myself, J, Nottingham (for Sheriff), and commented on the race itself by filling in “these guys are all dildos.”

Immature? Yeah, maybe. But it was amusing and pretty much sums up my contempt for the entire process. You know what the best part is, though? No matter who the rest of my local contacts voted for, they accomplished exactly as much as I did.

Fuck all.

At least I didn’t have to swallow my pride and my principles to click the pretty touchscreen. I call that a win.

Hooray for my new laptop!

I finally received my HDX laptop today, after literal weeks of waiting, customs delays, and annoyances all around. I could not be more pleased with my purchase; the laptop is even better than I thought it would be and runs Windows 7 flawlessly. I’m currently running through the ever-fun process of getting all of my apps up to speed again, which (despite a network hitch) has gone pretty smooth for what it is.

Complaints? None. None at all. I’m not looking forward to setting up iTunes (I’d dump it if anything else synced my iPhone properly) but other than that I’m just about set. Setting up iTunes is bound to be a crap sandwich. Ah well.

As for the name, my new devices have been decidedly Norse. Munnin, my iPhone, is now complemented by Huginn, the HDX. As they are my connection with the sum total of human knowledge, I felt it appropriate to name them after what were essentially Odin’s search engines.

As for Tyche? Predictably, she threw a fit this morning and burned out her power supply. Perhaps it was chance… or perhaps she was sentient and didn’t like that I was dumping her for a hot new dish. We’ve made up, though… she’s serving as a temporary media server before heading into a gracious retirement to the spares closet.

And that, folks, was pretty much my day. Squee-worthy new gear, followed by a whole lot of setting up said gear.

In a fit of pre-alcohol, pre-television stupor, I have signed up for National Blog Posting Month. As such, I’ve got to post once a day for thirty days. Assuming I remember that I signed up, this should be a piece of cake. I haven’t got a whole lot to say, but I sure to spend a lot of time saying it.

Anyway.

This weekend was actually pretty awesome. Despite literal last minute cancellations on Friday (we’re talking cancellations at 4:57p as I was literally starting the car to drive to DC) the weekend turned out well. As I may have mentioned once or twice, Jennie and I headed to the beltway to see Mastodon & Dethklok, live. The concert was, in a word, awesome. I was going to bitch about the lack of a real bar, but it turned out well overall. If we can manage it, we might even try to go when they hit the Norva.

My ears should have stopped ringing by then.