Monday, June 12, 2006

a brief respite....

ran into a glitch during the system build (bios update went horribly, horribly wrong - leaving me with a computer that would beep a sad tune, but do nothing.) funny - i didn't realize you could hear people cringe over the internet.

so, to amuse myself, i present 2 quotes from tom robbins book, even cowgirls get the blues.....

"...on the other hand, if such an approach, was, like religion, merely a camouflage system created to modify experience in order to make life more tolerable - another exercise in escapism festooned with mystec crepe - then one had no choice but to conclude that mankind was a royal fuck-up. despite our awesome potential; despite the presence among us of the most extraordinary enlightened individuals, operating with intelligence, gentleness and style; despite a plethora of achievements that no other living creatures have come within a billion light-years or equaling, we were on the verge of destroying ourselves, internally and externally, and of taking the entire planet with us, crumpled in our tight little fists, as we shoot down the shit-chute to oblivion."


"this sentence is made of lead (and a sentence of lead gives a reader an entirely different sensation from one made of magnesium.) this sentence is made of yak wool. this sentence is made of sunlight and plums. this sentence is made of ice. this sentence is made from the blood of the poet. this sentence was made in japan. this sentence glows in the dark. this sentence was born with a caul. this sentence has a crush on norman mailer. this sentence is a wino and doesn't care who knows it. like many italic sentences, this one has mafia connections. this sentence is a double cancer with pisces rising. this sentence lost its mind searching for the perfect paragraph. this sentence refuses to be diagrammed. this sentence ran off with an adverb clause. this sentecne is 100 percent organic; it will not retain a facsimile of freshness like those sentences of homer, shakespear, goethe et al., wich are loaded with preservatives. this sentence leaks. this sentence doesn't look jewish. . . this sentence has accepted jesus christ as it's personal saviour. this sentence one spit in a book reviewer's eye. this sentence can do the funky chicken. this sentence has seen too much and forgotten too little. this sentence is called “speedoo” but its real name is mr. earl. this sentence may be pregnant, it missed its period. this sentence suffered a split infinitive – and survived. if this sentence had been a snake you'd have bitten it. this sentence went to jail with clifford irving. this sentence went to woodstock. and this little sentence went wee wee wee all the way home. this sentence is proud to be a part of the team here at even cowgirls get the blues. this sentence is rather confounded by the whole damn thing.”

(and for anyone wondering, i managed to recover. geek here: how does one recover from a total cf of a bios update? i was lucky - it updated successfully, just happened to be the wrong bios. and yes, i grabbed it from the right website, for the correct motherboard. first time in 12 years. anyway..... here's the deal.... you find a duplicate main board, loosen the bios chip, and lightly press it back in. boot off the good system - once you boot past the bios, you pull the good chip out and then hotswap the bad one in. reflash the bad chip, reset the cmos. power down and switch the chips again. yes - it does work. yes - it scared the sh*t out of me. more details? )


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