Author: Karel Kerezman

  • A spot of old anime humor.

    Since this will be my final “substantive” post for the ‘thon, I figure it should be funny. And so, for your amusement, straight from the email archives, it’s…

    50 Things I Learned About Life From Watching Anime:

    1. War sucks.
    2. You CAN have too many women.
    3. Smart people wear glasses.
    4. Music foreshadows plot.
    5. The less you care about sex, the more opportunities you’ll get.
    6. (Inversely, the harder you try, the less you’ll get.)
    7. When you die, make a long speech, and don’t finish the last sentence.
    8. Snow means love.
    9. The best teams come in fives.
    10. In space, you can hear everything.
    11. There’s always room for flashbacks!
    12. When in China, listen to your tour guide.
    13. The good guy always has the BLUE glow.
    14. Speak quietly, pilot a big mech.
    15. Believe in goddesses.
    16. Teachers have excellent aim with small objects.
    17. Vengeance with a mallet is the sweetest revenge of all.
    18. Honor is sexy; villainy is irresistible.
    19. Women are attracted to losers; men are attracted to, well, ANYTHING.
    20. The coolest weapon is still the sword.
    21. The hero is never really mad until they hurt his girlfriend.
    22. Female androids are sexy; male androids are….male androids.
    23. The green-haired alien girl will always betray her people for the man she loves.
    24. School uniforms are cool only when the collar is open.
    25. A show without sexual tension isn’t worth watching.
    26. Love knows no race, species, or logic.
    27. If it’s homemade but tastes bad, grin and bury it (discreetly).
    28. Never trust a huge corporation.
    29. Romance never comes simpler than in a triangle.
    30. Never fall for the girl who names her mech with a French name.
    31. Never fall in love with a psychic.
    32. You can never have too much hair.
    33. Sweating is a sure sign of stress.
    34. Daydreaming leads to accidents.
    35. Everyone wants to conquer Japan.
    36. The cute, fuzzy creature isn’t what it seems.
    37. Cherry blossoms mean nostalgia.
    38. Always take gravity into account.
    39. Settings and faces are self-generating.
    40. Losing your temper can be therapeutic.
    41. There’s nothing sexier than high heels on a mech.
    42. You can never have too many subplots.
    43. If she sings, she’s doomed.
    44. You always remember the sad endings.
    45. Double suicide is romantic.
    46. Outrageous vehicles only make the hero cooler.
    47. Nothing delays romance like unruly neighbors.
    48. Fancy ice cream is for girls only.
    49. The most virtuous character will die.
    50. Hot water has innumerable benefits.

    See you in half an hour for the grand finale!

  • Blogathon 2003 – Final Post

    This entry concludes my first participation in the Blogathon. I think I made a decent job of it, posting bunny pictures and linkage and reviews and bits and pieces of what-not. It could’ve been better, it could’ve been a helluva lot worse.

    Personal thanks go out to Wendi for sustenance and support and (in one notable case) journal fodder, to Alex and Erica for being here and keeping me entertained before bedtime, to Mari for stopping by, to Lilith for calling to say hi, and to Jenn, Dawn, Annessa, Larry, Jaymi, Dalemar and random fellow ‘thonners who chatted or emailed their support and encouragement. I wouldn’t have managed this little feat of geeky endurance without you.

    Was I crazy to sign up for and take part in this worldwide extravaganza? Of course I was. The craziness was for a cause, however, and it also provided a challenge. One should challenge oneself every so often, wouldn’t you agree?

    So now it’s getting light outside, and I wonder how much sleep I’m going to get. Honestly? I’ll probably only sleep for a few hours. Such is life, I suppose. It’s not as though I had to do anything major with my day (other than a surprise bonus day of loading and unloading Wendi’s DJ equipment).

    Let’s do this again next year, shall we? Of course we shall. Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to bed. G’nite! Or, good morning…

  • If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it!

    I decided to take out and dust off a little internet appliance I was given years ago, an Intel InBusiness Internet Station. In other words, a modem-sharing device. The idea in mind was to take the burden of internet connection sharing off of the server so I can (heaven forfend) shut the server down so I can get a decent, quiet night’s sleep.

    So I hauled it out and more or less got it working. Then, a flash of stupid moronic asinine inspiration hit me: I should upgrade to the latest release firmware!

    So I downloaded the software from Intel and proceeded to do the deed. Only, there’s a problem of some sort with (I think!) the D-Link hub I’m using… communications are wonky between the computers in this room and the device. So the update aborted, leaving the device utterly useless. (My suspicion is that the cheap-assed D-Link doesn’t like having mixed 10-mbit and 100-mbit devices.)

    A flash of inspiration struck, leading me to haul the device into the other bedroom to see if it would behave better on the other room’s hub. And it did! I was able to use Wendi’s computer to successfully update… once I could get the software transferred to her computer.

    You see, her computer could no longer see the server. And copying the file to a floppy? No good, her floppy drive’s not hooked up (!). So I had to burn a CD-ROM (!!) just to get the updater onto her computer.

    But wait, there’s more! I tried doing the simple FTP-based update. Nope. I ran Intel’s updater, and it seemed to be stuck in a loop so I (being the idiot I am) decided to abort the run once I thought (!) that it had already successfully updated the software.

    Finally I just launched the updater, grabbed a book, and wandered off to read until the updater itself decided it was done. At which point things started going my way. Except for the part where the D-Link hub in here is so discombobulated by having a 10-mbit device attached that (get this) I can’t get machines to see each other anymore.

    I’m online through the device right now, but only on the server. The other computers can’t see the device at all, let alone use it to surf the ‘net. As it is, my connection is kind of… intermittent.

    The upshot is: IF IT AIN’T BROKE DON’T FIX IT!

    So now I just need to beg Wendi to run me down to the station to swap out the hub. Oh yeah: Peter David’s “Knight Life” is an entertaining little read. Hey, it got me through the afternoon of waiting for progress indicators and blinking lights…

  • We are a “go” for Blogathon. Go, go, go!

    Greetings from not-yet-sunny Portland, Oregon where it’s 58-F outside with a good chance of hitting something in the mid-80s by some time in the afternoon. Or late morning, for that matter. I’ve mentioned before how I feel about summer, but that’s not really pertinent here and now.

    This entry commences my Blogathon participation for 2003, my first ever. For the next 24 hours I will post at least one entry during every half-hour timeslot. Yes, I really will. If I managed to wake up this morning to start, I can stay up long enough to finish.

    Let the fun and games commence. Welcome to the Blogathon.

    (Cute, cuddly bunny pictures to follow in the next half-hour’s posting. Be patient, folks.)

  • A bit o’ chat to start the day.

    So what do I do, instead of finding breakfast or showering or loading bunny pictures? I get into the Blogathon IRC chat and hang out.

    There’ll be plenty of time for that other stuff, right?

    Okay, okay. I’m firing up the other computer now so I can hook up the camera. Sorry. There’ll be bunny pics next time, and more will be taken during the day. It’s amazing how quickly half an hour can pass you by, isn’t it?

  • Starter Bunnies

    So last night, realizing I didn’t want to roust the kids at 6am to help take bunny pictures, I snapped a couple of pics while Erica was doing her “tending the bunnies” evening routine.


    Ah, how easy it is to crank out an entry. All I had to do was plan ahead, fire up another computer, offload the camera, resize the images, upload to my Gallery…

    Oh, heck. This is going to be work? What the hell was I thinking?…