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Too many computers trying to sell shoes or pharmaceuticals. Not that I have posted here at all in months and months.

Should I?

Edit: Just got more comment spam. Forbidding anon comments from here-on-in.


Jun. 4th, 2010 07:15 pm
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I'm sure you want to ask me anything, even anonymously!
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Ask me something:

It's even anonymous.

As you might imagine, I reserve the right to not answer.
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Ask me a question about each of the following:

1. Friends
2. Sex
3. Music
4. Drugs
5. Love
6. Livejournal

No matter how rude or confidential I will answer the question honestly (though I reserve the right to screen my answer or your questions or both, this is googleable, after all).
Then post this in your journal and see what questions you get asked!
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Let us say you are Time Warner Cable's Flickr guy. Why, when loading the new photos from the Atlantic Antic, would you ever upload this shot of the Road Runner getting shunned by a baby?
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Too sleepy to write now. Any requests?
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It is a ring made of a quarter. Specifically a 2001 New York State quarter. Erin got it for me as a birthday present, but I've been wearing it kinda as an engagement ring. I just want to get something straight: women wear such rings on their left ring finger, right? This is the same for wedding bands, right? Don't men wear the latter on their right? If so, then a man should wear an engagement ring on his right, no?

I've never worn a ring before, so it's been taking a little getting used to. Isn't there a point when you are no longer aware of it? I take it off while drying my hands to dry under it. I don't wear it to bed, TKD, or to shower. Are any of these strange?

Can you actually see any of the details of the ring in this photo? What about if you load the full-size image by clicking on it here and then clicking on it again when you get to the slightly bigger version?

Can you believe I'm asking so many questions?

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Yep, I definitely borked my Windows install, and I'm pretty sure I know where and how I did it, but it's impossible to repair at this point. At this rate, I may just wipe my entire partition table, go buy Vista Ultimate at some online OEM store, and do it that way. Or I could just steal Erin's XP CD, but I don't know if Dell has XP drivers for my machine. I guess that can be my research project for the next few days.

Parking last night took me about an hour. Not so fun, but that's what Carroll Gardens parking is.

Sometimes while driving I am shocked at how intuitive it is. It becomes like my forms, where if I think about it while doing it, I think I'm doing everything wrong, and am about to fix it, when I realize I was doing the right thing the whole time, and the correction is the error. This seems to especially happen to me when I check my right mirror. No, I don't know why.

Also, driving for about 2 hours hurts my right knee, right below (not under) the kneecap. Does this happen to anyone else? When it happens to me, it feels like doing a quadriceps stretch would fix it, but it doesn't get fixed this way, just walking on it eventually works it out.


Sep. 4th, 2008 07:20 am
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Quickly, the photo is of some old train cars just outside Hoboken terminal. I'm not sure why they're there, but they've been there the past 2 weeks.

Last night was the Final Four concert for NYC soundtracks. The first act was decent, but generic. The second was not very good (you are not Luther Vandross, stop vamping like him). The third act, Dorian Spencer, was excellent, which makes sense, as he was the guy we went to see. The fourth was also very good, his name was Trevor Exter, and he played the cello like a guitar, almost entirely by picking, and even playing chords.

All in all, a pretty successful evening. But as always, I'm sleepy. This is most likely the sleep debt from Tuesday finally hitting me, but whatever.

If you'll forgive me, I've noticed that when I started posting photos daily, I got a ton of comments, but now it's resumed to its normal trickle. Is it because I haven't been commenting very much myself?

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You're going to need to click on this one to see its full glory.

I had a dream last night, but I remember very little of it except that I was killing a small creature. I don't know if it was a fish or rodent. I was killing it by smashing it on something, and I recall notching its eye and remarking on the gash. Sorry for the downer.

Today is the last day I'll be able to go to TKD class for a week, thanks to the holiday.

Does anyone know of a place that does good, on-demand-ish satellite photography? Do they offer framed prints? I'm looking for a nice, hi-res photo of a particular location, but Google Earth only draws upon a crummy 15m shot from 1999. I'm hoping for at least a 3m one, ideally better than 1m. Thanks!

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Could someone please text me the number for Cha Cha, the text answer service and confirm it's free. Use my LJ info page to send the text for free. Thanks!

edit: Thanks [livejournal.com profile] misch!
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It started with the apple, then I added the pentagon and the rest of the Sacred Chao as well as 'hodge' and 'podge'. Then others chimed in. It was lovely. I also wore my 'Fnord' shirt and got a few compliments and one 'Hail Eris!'

Did I mention I enjoyed HOPE this year?

Tonight, Erin and I are planning to in see The Dark Knight. Should I buy the tickets in advance? We're really excited.

I'm also excited about the rain, as it has already taken some of the heat away, if not the humidity. Perhaps some more rain will come shortly to take the humidity? One can hope.

Voice Post

Jul. 7th, 2008 06:05 pm
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"You know how sometimes people on your friend's list post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when are they working THERE? Since when are they dating HIM/HER? since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you *should* already know? It happens to all of us sometimes."

above text and questions, below, stolen from [livejournal.com profile] glib_dichotomy

Please feel free to ask any additional questions. If I like it, I'll add it to the list. If I don't like it as much, then I'll just reply. I re-read my answers thoroughly and decided not to friends-lock this. If your question is that awesome, but something I'd like to keep private-er, then I'll make a friends-only post in response to it.

1. First Name: Peter. No, not "Pete".

2. Age: 24 until September 10.

3. Location: Right now? Clifton NJ, but I live in Harlem, NYC

4. Occupation: Systems Test Engineer for a defense contractor. Yeah, yeah, military-industrial complex, I know. I worry about the over-militarized nature of our economy, and I'm also concerned that I may get laid off if who I want to win in November does. To be fair, I don't make munitions, just communication systems. To be unfair, one of the three "domains" of the system I'm working on is for a "smart" minefield. Sorry.

5. Partner: My primary is [livejournal.com profile] erin_trying (formerly of [livejournal.com profile] shoujo_mallet). We live together in Harlem with five other people (some on LJ, some not). There is one new development on that front, but I'm not sure how hard or fast to pursue it, or if it's a good idea to do at all, but that's just my second-guessing nature.

6. Kids: Not at this time, thank you.

7. Brothers/Sisters: Two younger brothers. I'd link to them, but they don't believe in the Internet.

8. Pets: No, thank you.

9. List the 3-5 biggest things going on in your life:
1) Doing Tae Kwon Do just about as much as I can.
2) This week I'll be doing my first road race (outside of TKD camp), 3.5 miles in Central Park. I'm not worried, but I still think I could have trained more.
3) I love [livejournal.com profile] erin_trying more every day.
4) After this summer, I will start taking courses in Security to prepare for an intra-company career change.

10. School: I have a BS in Electrical Engineering (with a Computer Engineering concentration) from RIT ('06). At this rate, I will have an MS in Electrical Engineering from Stevens Institute of Technology by the end of this upcoming academic year ('09), and possibly also a Graduate Certificate in "CyberSecurity" by the same timeframe. The last two will be paid for, hopefully in full, by my employer (assuming I can keep my grades up, that is).

11. Parents: I have two. They live in Brooklyn, in the house I grew up in. One of the reasons I'm hesitant to have kids is that I don't think I could live up to even one-eighth their example.

12. Who are some of your closest friends?: Well, obviously [livejournal.com profile] erin_trying. Outside of that, I guess Carrie [not linking unless she wants to], since we talk a lot. I still consider [livejournal.com profile] faboo and [livejournal.com profile] malual to be very close friends of mine, even though I rarely see them. I've become a lot closer with [livejournal.com profile] angst_pirate since I started teaching her TKD. Of course, this answer is not intended to be complete, or even sane, so please don't be offended that I didn't keep adding to this list instead of going back to work.
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Hello! [livejournal.com profile] shoujo_mallet and a few other people and myself are all planning to chill in Central Park starting around 2pm tomorrow. I'm pretty sure you want to join us there! Our approximate location will be here.

See y'all there! Oh, and bring food. Erin and I are bringing a fuckton of watermelon with us.
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Found from my old phone's photos that were backed up. Photo taken on 60 and Columbus.

What would happen if graffiti was legal?

Just glad to be off a series of annoying trains. Both NJ Transit trains had drunk middle aged people acting like children & they appeared pleased that they were. The 1 had a dude w/ a high, affected voice and a girl both clearly still in HS going loudly over the minutia of socializing.

Got me some new books so y'all may be getting fewer posts shortly...

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I wonder if 5 de Mayo has become bigger here than it is in Mexico.
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So, after some deliberation since my last post (sorry, friends-locked) on this, I've decided to go with the following image:

I decided that I found the hand of Eris in the middle to be a little distracting, and I like the pure geometry of the rest of the mandala. Same location (the upper left deltoid, aka under t-shirt sleeve), same size (~2.5 inches in diameter). I punched the mandala through Vector Magic to get an SVG version so all my future experiments with the image can be nice and smooth, regardless of resolution. For instance:

However, I still have some questions about the tattoo remaining:
  1. Where is a good, inexpensive but not cheap (get the difference?) place in NYC if I were to do it?Q. 4 from original post
  2. I have freckles on these spots, how will they interfere? Will they simply be obliterated by the black ink?
  3. [livejournal.com profile] amalthya recommended going towards the end of the summer, as getting it will ban me from swimming for some time. I'm guessing I shouldn't go there with a sunburn, but if I have a tan, how will that affect things?
  4. Are there any questions I should be asking that I am not?

Thanks all!
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I was talking with [livejournal.com profile] faerykat and I realized that I've never really been ogled. I mean, there was one time I was at Vertex, and this very drunk 40+ lady (at the time, twice my age) called out, "Hey tall stuff!" very thickly, but I don't think that counts. What is it like? Is it always negative? How do you know? Do you have a notable ogling story (as either the oglee or the ogler)?
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I've been reading an AskMetaFilter post about life-changing events, and I've decided to try and catalogue some of my own:
  • On Religion: Many of the comments in that thread talk to a single moment where a person realized that there was no God. I never had such a revelation because I never believed in one. I intensely realize, however, the moment I became a Discordian (albeit a non-theistic one): I was reading the Illuminatus! Trilogy and I realized that, despite my interest in order which drove me to engineering, science, etc., chaos was equally valuable, and should be respected. Of course, that doesn't mean that everything must be chaos (those who follow the purely Eristic path worry me), however, but instead that chaos has its place, and that creation/destruction is the sides of the Sacred Chao I'd rather worry about. Around this time I met [livejournal.com profile] shoujo_mallet and shortly after I met [livejournal.com profile] malaul. Taking into these two important people, along with the "Enlightened Nihilism" I picked up from [livejournal.com profile] faboo, helped form much of my personal philosophy, such as it is. The fact that there is nothing that I have to do, except die, is something that I needed to learn during the more stressful portions of college, and I still need to remind myself of it often (c.f. my time troubles in an earlier post).
  • On Adults Being Wrong: Although often being told to take bullying by not responding and failing, I never considered this bad advice from my parents. The worst was when I was in first grade and I got a math problem wrong. I started crying (I cried a lot in elementary school, now I nearly never do) because my Dad had checked the work, and he should have caught any mistakes. I remember once being upset and loud about it when my mom screamed, "What do you want, my blood?" That shut me up quick and I felt how badly I was hurting her over nothing, simply by complaining. There's one more, and it involves riding back from Rochester with my dad, and talking with him about it a few weeks later that I'm not going to go into here, but a lot of you know this story, and if you're curious, drop me an email or a text.
  • On Mental Health: I was sent to a child psychologist twice when I was a kid. I never understood why, until my mom told me as an adult that it was because I was asking about suicide. The question I was asking was about English, actually. It was "What's the penalty for committing suicide?" See, that word, commit I'd only ever heard on TV law shows, committing purjury, committing murder, committing a felony, &c. She said that it was its own punishment, so I asked why anyone would do it then. See, committing murder makes sense, because you get some gain out of it (revenge, or sating a compulsion or something), same thing with stealing, or lying. To be fair, however, I was/am depressed a lot, and I was bullied a lot until about HS.
  • On Failure: In college I had a lot of angst about my first withdrawn class. Did this mean I shouldn't go into EE? Was there anything I was good at? I talked with my advisor about how it would look on my transcript, and he said, rightly, that one or two W's is not a bad thing—it shows that you know when to cut and run, and when to ask for help. Making a habit of it, however, is another thing. I never made a habit of it, and here I am.
  • On Success: When I earned my First Degree Black Belt back in 2000, I felt an intense sensation of having everywhere to go. I felt that I had so much to learn and now I was able of at least beginning along those paths. It was euphoric. Trivia bit: at every black belt test, your teacher comes up and says a few words about you, and at every one of mine, Howard has used the phrase "gentle giant."
  • On Speed: One time I was rushing off the train while I was still working in Chelsea, and the door hit my ankle as it was closing. I can still remember time slowing down and I thought: "I could do this to avoid falling, but if I screw it up, then I'll hurt worse and have more broken electronics on me than if I fall flat correctly." I fell flat, and I'm sure it looked very undignified, but I landed right and had no major injuries. Bonus story: While rollerblading at RIT, I took a turn a little too wide and had to hold my outside skate over the mud to avoid falling. I did OK for a good five feet, but when my wheels sunk in and got stuck in the mud (I had detachable wheels at the time) I did a roll, shoulder to hip, and came out unscathed.
  • On girls: This may not be accurate, but I feel I lost a girlfriend (back in college, not anyone I'm currently dating) due to a lack of libido on her part triggered by hormonal birth control. Since then I've been a little quick to assume drugs' influence on others' lives. This pisses off Erin when I jump to such conclusions about her.

OK, that's enough ridiculous introspection for one shirking from work day.

Big question: What would you say was your "life-changing" event? Or perhaps events?
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