Upgraded the Thinkpad T21 to kernel 2.6. Fairly painless, and things look like they are moving more quickly.
Major annoyance is the T21’s built-in 3Com mini-PCI ethernet/modem. It seems to hate all the power-management goodies that ACPI gives, and will only work under the older APM. It seems the solution is replacing the 3Com board with the Intel PRO/100 SP mini-PCI board, and all may be well.
I’ve upgrade to version 2.0. It’s purty.
First I saw groundhogs on Ashtonbee, then we saw Bill the Pomeranian Guy in Yorkville. He had a whole bunch of pups with him, and these little critters were friendly, fuzzy and fearless.
Mailed off my citizenship application form today, since I’ve now lived here for more than 1095 days.
Occasionally my iRiver’s filesystem will throw a wobbly, inserting a section of weirdness into a familiar tune. Tonight, near the end of Neutral Milk Hotel’s The King of Carrot Flowers Pts Two & Three [which, inexplicably, freedb has tagged as The King of Carrots and Flowers (parts two & three); it used to be correct. So much for the self-correcting nature of volksmetadata …] it inserted eight seconds of The Blind Boys of Alabama’s Look Where You Brought Me From.
I managed to lose my Faber-Castell Pitt pen at the AGO last night. They’re not particularly expensive, but they do write well, and you have to find the right kind of art store that sells them.
BBC NEWS | Scotland | Canal freight plan takes to water. And in Kirkintilloch, too!
Scare quotes in a dialogue box? Who knew?!
meep! A picture of mine has been frontpaged on treehugger. And it’s not one of my best, either.
Shop manager broke into own store
“A supermarket manager has been remanded in custody after admitting carrying out a £50,000 break-in at his own store.”
This would be unremarkable, except that we used to shop there when we lived in Kirkintilloch. It used to be a branch of The Co-op.
Bet he wouldn’t have done it had it still been the Co’; he’d have been stealing from himself!
Walked by two agitated starlings. A third starling was on its back in the road, legs kicking. It looked like a fledgling, maybe fallen and couldn’t get up. I went over to pick it up. Red stuff had come out its head. A vehicle had hit it. The parents were hopping about, screaming. There was nothing I could do; nothing to pick it up with. Couldn’t dispatch it with sandals.
I walked back to the verge. There was another starling fledgling hiding in the grass, a sibling maybe. It had soft grey nest-fuzz among its feathers, the wide yellow slash of a nestling’s beak. It ran close to me for comfort, then stopped. Not all moving things might be friends. We watched one another, the parents still screaming. I had to leave.
A CN freight rumbles up to Kennedy on the rail spur just south of Eglinton. It stops. Two men get out. They walk up to Tim’s on the corner of Kennedy and Eglinton. They come back with double-doubles and donuts. The engine starts, the crossing lights flash, and off goes the train through the intersection.
Cool name, cool idea. Industrial Flower Factory make low power draw, small footprint, low noise computers. I reckon that my hulking old AthlonXP is one of the major power draws in the house, and it certainly creates the most noise pollution.
IFF’s machines are a little pricey, but when they’ll save so much of your hydro bill, that’s got to be good. They’ll also preinstall Linux, which make me happy.
By ‘eck, that was a fun show. I don’t usually like The Phoenix, but we didn’t have to hang around too long until the show started.
I didn’t record, before you ask.
going to see The Decemberists tonight!
I just bought a 12-pack of Nickel Brook Ale from Better Bitters Brewing Co, just near the GO station in Burlington. It’s pretty good. Nice with food.
need to send simple mail messages from the Windows command line, optionally with MIME attachments? Blat is your friend!
More photos if you click on the image.
