Wednesday, August 20, 2008

I can has cake?

Monday, the 18th, was the 15th anniversary of Debian GNU/Linux so in honor of the occasion I stopped by the supermarket and picked up a cake.
The woman in the bakery section asked "Is Debian a girl or a boy?"
We went with the blue icing.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Another Philly Icon gone

Robert Hazard, Philly Rock n Roll icon and all-around hero to a lot of Philly kids my age, died recently. He was 59. I can still recall driving around in the back of my brother's car with Pat and Pat, my two best buds at the time, when I was too young to drive but too old to be home on a Friday night. We would blast "Escalator of Life" and "Change Reaction" on the Pep Boys cassette deck duct-taped into the dash of my Mom's old Plymouth Valiant, cruising around the Deptford Mall parking lot. Somehow we thought loud music, an old four-door, and rude suggestions loudly made would impress the girls. Sometimes, we were right.
He'll be missed, he was a Philly original and the scene in the City of Brotherly love owes him a debt of gratitude, as does Cyndi Lauper for writing "Girls Just Want to Have Fun" :) .

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Frist Post

First post to Wordpress on the new blog. I finally got tired of running multiple boxes 24x7 at the house, especially in the summertime without central air - the heat in the office was starting to get unbearable, as was the electric bill and the wife-annoyance factor.
I chose Rapid Xen and signed up for a VPS on a Debian server running as a Xen instance in their Chicago facility.
Excellent hosting provider so far (all of two days, so hey, not a lot to base it on). The sign-up was painless, I got an email the next day letting me know the server was up and running and giving me the IP address to go log in and get running.
All it took after that was a quick change in DNS and an apt-get to install the software, and here it is.
I suppose one of these days I'll cutomize the theme a little and make it a bit more "personal".

Sunday, August 03, 2008

I'm officially turning into my Dad. I said the following to my daughter today: "Be careful you'll poke out your eye."
I probably turned into him a long time ago, but this is one of the first times I stopped and realized it.
Of course, it was good advice to give, even if the two year old probably didn't comprehend exactly what "poking out your eye" means, she stopped swinging around her belt.
And promptly started pelting me with Goldfish.

Boomtown Rats

The lead in this story is my daughter's school. She doesn't attend the high school in the former GlaxoSmithKline building, though. ...