Things that make me smile:
Sep. 11th, 2005 04:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
home_and_away1) Mark set up a profile for me on his laptop so we could both fidget around the net without having to wade through eachother's bookmarks and etc.'s. And then he downloaded KaZaa. A shiny thing, compared to the filesharing system I've got going at my mom's ("Hey Jess? Have you still got Empty Sky in your car?" Nah, I brought it back in; got Sleeping With the Past though. "Oh. Could you put Empty Sky back in my car on your way out?" Sure, Ma.). Only rub is that it's only accessable via *his* side of the computer. So last night I asked if he'd mind setting it up on *my* side. No sweat, says he, and this morning he tried.
A few minutes in, he frowns at the screen and makes the Mal-sound. "May have to just download it over here from scratch" he mumbles. Ah ha. Opportunity.
"Hey babe? If you're going that route, could you set up LimeWire instead?"
"Mmm? Sure."
clickityclickityclickity, and a few minutes later, we've got a shiny new toy. Lots of selection, low incidence of dumbasses, and with a connection like he's got, damn near instant musical gratification. Here's to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
grim_thing and Madonna for introducing me to the wonder that is LimeWire.
We spent two hours playing with it.
I think we've doubled the amount of music he's got on this thing.
And at the end of it all, when we finally succumbed to the call of Ol' Heidelburg and jagershnitzel, he grinned and said "You know, that's pretty cool. I think I'm going to have to set that up on my side, too."
Makes me happy.
2) Conversation with Mel, over rich, tasty jagershnitzel gravy and potatoes:
Mel: It seems I don't even have religion in my sleep.
Me:How do you figure?
Seamus told me.
Ah? ~puzzled look~
When he can't sleep, he listens to the things *I* say.
You talk in your sleep, then?
Apparently. So a few nights ago, I was saying something to the effect of "I'll do anything"
(oh dangerous...)
So he decided he was going to mess with me. So he rolls over and says "Anything huh?"
To which I mumble something like "Uh huh, anything."
And so he says "Alright. Then do you accept Jesus Christ as your personal Lord and Savior?
~pause while everyone at the table visualises the grin on Seamus's face while asking this question--remember, kids, this is the guy with the composition books full of souls.~
To which you replied?
My response, he says, was a full-body twitch followed by rolling over away from him and curling into a tiny little ball, ending the conversation.
But the coup de grace, the thing that made the whole setup quote-worthy, was her eight-year-old son:
"I knew I liked him for a reason."
...
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...
(Okay, apologies to those of my readership who are devout Christians. No offense was meant in the retelling of this interlude, and I won't be offended if you don't find it as entertaining as I did. Fact remains, though, that I did find it entertaining. My thoughts on religion and faith are fodder for another entry, and you probably won't be as entertained by it as I am, either.)
3) The quiet scritching of his new Zebra pen as he makes notes for work behind me, and the press of his knee against mine as we comfortably half-ignore eachother. (Half-ignore?! he says; We're quietly co-existing here. ...~grin~) It's a warm sort of togetherness that doesn't have to constantly stare at the object of its affection to know it's there. God, I'm spoiled rotten, here...
~sigh~ It's been a good weekend.
A few minutes in, he frowns at the screen and makes the Mal-sound. "May have to just download it over here from scratch" he mumbles. Ah ha. Opportunity.
"Hey babe? If you're going that route, could you set up LimeWire instead?"
"Mmm? Sure."
clickityclickityclickity, and a few minutes later, we've got a shiny new toy. Lots of selection, low incidence of dumbasses, and with a connection like he's got, damn near instant musical gratification. Here's to
grim_thing and Madonna for introducing me to the wonder that is LimeWire.We spent two hours playing with it.
I think we've doubled the amount of music he's got on this thing.
And at the end of it all, when we finally succumbed to the call of Ol' Heidelburg and jagershnitzel, he grinned and said "You know, that's pretty cool. I think I'm going to have to set that up on my side, too."
Makes me happy.
2) Conversation with Mel, over rich, tasty jagershnitzel gravy and potatoes:
Mel: It seems I don't even have religion in my sleep.
Me:How do you figure?
Seamus told me.
Ah? ~puzzled look~
When he can't sleep, he listens to the things *I* say.
You talk in your sleep, then?
Apparently. So a few nights ago, I was saying something to the effect of "I'll do anything"
(oh dangerous...)
So he decided he was going to mess with me. So he rolls over and says "Anything huh?"
To which I mumble something like "Uh huh, anything."
And so he says "Alright. Then do you accept Jesus Christ as your personal Lord and Savior?
~pause while everyone at the table visualises the grin on Seamus's face while asking this question--remember, kids, this is the guy with the composition books full of souls.~
To which you replied?
My response, he says, was a full-body twitch followed by rolling over away from him and curling into a tiny little ball, ending the conversation.
But the coup de grace, the thing that made the whole setup quote-worthy, was her eight-year-old son:
"I knew I liked him for a reason."
...
...
...
(Okay, apologies to those of my readership who are devout Christians. No offense was meant in the retelling of this interlude, and I won't be offended if you don't find it as entertaining as I did. Fact remains, though, that I did find it entertaining. My thoughts on religion and faith are fodder for another entry, and you probably won't be as entertained by it as I am, either.)
3) The quiet scritching of his new Zebra pen as he makes notes for work behind me, and the press of his knee against mine as we comfortably half-ignore eachother. (Half-ignore?! he says; We're quietly co-existing here. ...~grin~) It's a warm sort of togetherness that doesn't have to constantly stare at the object of its affection to know it's there. God, I'm spoiled rotten, here...
~sigh~ It's been a good weekend.
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when you sleep....
Date: 2005-09-12 04:15 pm (UTC)I don't know if this is actually true or not. I can't remember if I read it or if someone told me (I just remember knowing it). If would be interesting to investigate though. (these things fascinate me)
Re: when you sleep....
Date: 2005-09-12 09:09 pm (UTC)I know that if you catch me in that 3/4-still-out phase, I'll tell you anything you want to know... you just have to understand the word salad that my subconsious calls Language to get it. :D
Re: when you sleep....
Date: 2005-09-14 01:25 pm (UTC)Re: when you sleep....
Date: 2005-09-14 04:57 pm (UTC)Re: when you sleep....
Date: 2005-09-14 05:00 pm (UTC)Re: when you sleep....
Date: 2005-09-14 05:05 pm (UTC)Re: when you sleep....
Date: 2005-09-14 07:50 pm (UTC)Filthy damn pirates!
Date: 2005-09-17 05:42 am (UTC)Now that you've got that Limewire thing all the kids are using, you need to try bittorrent (http://www.bittorrent.com/) and peruse the wonder of wonders that is The Pirate Bay (http://thepiratebay.org/).
I know it takes forever of me saying "try it, you'll like it" and then y'all going "okay, I will" and then promptly dismissing me-lather,rinse,repeat, but hey, here's an idea...
Let's just skip all of that horseshit and you go ahead and download the damn thing and start using it.
Bittorrent stops hiccups, slows the spread of malaria and has been know to jump tall buildings in a single bound. Once I get you up to speed on filesharing my next two tasks will be Introduction to News Aggregators 101, and Podcasting:What's the Big Damn Deal Anyway?
"slows the spread of malaria"...
Date: 2005-09-17 07:08 pm (UTC)~raises eyebrow at He Who Has the +5 Laptop of Pirating~
What say ye?
~steps back to give the two gentlemen room to geek at eachother~
+5 Laptop of Pirating
Date: 2005-09-18 07:06 pm (UTC)sort of mayhem we can cause with it. ;)
Thanks Grim.