Monthly Archive for August, 2005

R.I.P. Bay City HoJo

Learned from RoadsideFans.com today that the Howard Johnson’s off I-75 in Bay City recently closed. Glad I made it up there for lunch once. Debra Jane notes that the official reason is “for renovations,” but for HoJo fans, renovations are nearly always harbingers of doom.

Apparently the Times Square HoJo also closed this year. Oh well. The closing of one door means the opening of TATO SKINS AND BLOOMIN’ ONIONS! HEY EVERYBODY LET’S GET BREWSKIS AT A CHAIN RESTAURANT WITH A ROWBOAT NAILED TO THE WALL AND A GIANT PORTRAIT OF LEANN RIMES WHOSE EYES FOLLOW YOU ALL AROUND THE DINING ROOM!!!! WE CAN GO TO TIMES SQUARE AND PRETEND WE’RE IN FARMINGTON HILLS!!! BEST. FRIDAY NIGHT. EVAR!!!!!!11!!!1!

[I'm serious about the LeAnn Rimes portrait. Every Applebee's used to have one, usually in the same place.]

Penn Jillette used to lead a Times Square film society similar in spirit to Sepatown. I don’t know where they go to dinner now, but I vote for Lawry’s The Prime Rib.

One ninety-nine, are you out of your mind?

OSX86Project price the commodity parts to build a box that boots Tiger for less than two hundred dollars. I close my eyes and imagine Apple repair shops around the world debating whether even to accpt money to try to troubleshoot these things. Also I get nervous thinking about buying anything from a store called “eWiz.” Was “Cyber-Pee” taken?

MIDI ringers directory

I can’t guarantee how long this will stay up — an open directory of midi files, perfect for uploading to your phone with the Rumkin.com uploader or something like it. Most modern phones can handle MIDI ringers just fine, even the ones that can’t do “real music” ringers, and some of these rival the quality of most “real music” ringers I’ve heard. Listen before you buy, but then again, what are you complaining about? It’s free. You can caveat all you want, but it’s not like you’re really an emptor.

I particularly recommend the haunting “Love Theme from The Commodore 64 Version of Commando” ["Commando-HighScore.mid"]. A little long for a ringer, but still just the right melancholy for your next 8-bit retro chill out mix CD. Commando really deserves its own post.

What is it with Florida and planned cities?

I guess it’s the weather. Nobody plans for their perfect town to be rainy four out of five days, or snowy for months at a time. Apparently the threat of hurricanes and tropical storms are not enough to stop developers from dreaming. [Admittedly, they are less dangerous an hour inland in a place like Celebration.]

Anyway, Tom Monaghan is a former giant of Ann Arbor — founder and owner of Domino’s Pizza and host of many many petting farm guests. Back in the late-80s-early-90s, he decided his faith demanded a casting aside of his material possessions. He abandoned plans to build a skyscraper with a Gangsta Lean on the Domino’s HQ site, sold all his classic cars, and ultimately sold Domino’s, too [to an investment group who distanced the corporation from his pro-life stance].

He devoted his fortune to his faith, most visibly in the area founding a Catholic law school. I saw a blurb about him in the coming-up-next on one of the local newscasts but didn’t have time to sit and wait for the report, so I googled his name and found this lengthy article from oneathose alternative newsweeklies in Boston. Why Boston, I’m not sure, because it deals with Monaghan’s latest and most ambitious project — he’s trying to found a Catholic-friendly, if not exclusive, community adjacent to the Florida campus of his college [in Naples]. [WARNING, F'REAL DOE: The article was written for an alternative newsweekly. If you've come here from Victor's et cetera, you may find the article's tone less than reverent. Then again, if you've come from etc. and read half the stuff on this site, you probably have a pretty thick skin.]

I met Mr. Monaghan once or twice during the height of his debauchery [and by debauchery, I mean that he built a vacation resort for his family and his employees off the coast of the U.P. and the cooler in the main lodge was always stocked with cans of soda -- not exactly Pat-O'Brien-and-Betsy-level shenanigans]. He seemed like a nice guy, and for having all that land and all the trappings, he didn’t come off like a jerk. Then again, I was, like, ten years old and starstruck.

Believe me, I looked for a concept drawing or a photo of the scale model of the Leaning Tower of Pizza, my GooFu failed me.

Memory Stick Pro Duo Price Plummeting.

The PSP homebrew gang are all aflutter at SanDisk prices dropping at some Chinese outfitter. Little do they dream that you can get a 1 Gig Duo card for eighty clams. [I am not an eCost affiliate or paid shill or anything, just looking out for t3h ch34pn355.]

Let’s Go To The Hop [sital].

Tonight, we toured the Birthing Center at our chosen hospital. It’s a really handsome hospital in general — I especially like the Orchard Entrance, which has a fiber-optic arch stretching across the outdoor overhang and into the lobby, and it changes colors in that smooth, charming way that other fiber-optic lighting effects do [like those flower room decorations and the walkway tiles at Epcot].

Inside the birthing center there’s a lot of dark wood in the rooms — cherry, I think? I don’t know. It’s dark wood. The instructor chose me to sit on the mother’s bed. I didn’t volunteer, she just chose me, either because I’m Not A Small Man and she wanted to demonstrate how stable the bed was even under a heavy load, or because I’m kind of a ham and not at all afraid to sit on a birthing bed. Anyway, the beds are crazy adjustable, like The Craft-Matic II. As for the daddy’s bedchair, well, I never would’ve guessed those little armchairs popped out into such a long, flat bed. I don’t know how comfortable it will be, because frankly, I was too comfortable on the mommy bed to test out the daddy bed. I made a lame “Who’s The Father?” joke. It was embarrassing, but secretly I think everyone else was jealous.

As HVSH.org notes, there is a fancy little flat-panel monitor that floats over the bed that the wife can use to surf the web, get hospital information, or watch television. There is also a slightly larger TV set into the wall with a VCR. It doesn’t tune in TV channels, it just plays the VCR’s signal, but I think with minimal work I will have that thing playing Dynasty Warriors 5 off the Xbox. Please don’t tell the hospital.

Wi-Fi Speed Spray: Full Coverage

Wi-Fi Speed Spray is finally available on eBay. Next stop, Walgreens!

The official site, with endorsement by Art Linkletter.

A helpful anonymous reply notes, “It’s a Bullshit! Read well!”

MozCorp’s Biz Plan Explained

I have been kicking around The Internets ever since Vint Cerf and Al Gore built the original, wooden-cabinet one in their garage in 1978. They made an arrangement with Deutsche Telekom to set one up at a place called The Star-Bucks’ Coffee Corner. It ran on quarters, which collected in a repurposed milk jug, and when it started acting funny about six hours after they plugged it in, we came back and opened it up and the jug was OVERFLOWING with quarters. I tell you this story to indicate that I am way back — like, old school, as in the Apache bongo break beat and Joe Logon’s Platonic Friends Home Page — and I know where this is going.

The Mozilla Corporation has been founded as a taxable company able to raise money to finance the further development of Firefox through corporate ways. But only I and a select few others [like you, when you get to the end of this] know their secret endgame.

As the Firefox browser’s popularity continues to grow, you will eventually begin to see it in more places — in films and TV, on computer magazine pack-in discs, and eventually it will be become ubiquitous when MozCorp partners with a major online service. Let’s suppose, for the purpose of this post, that its name sounds like “PlanetChain.”

Microsoft, meanwhile, is already leaking betas of Internet Explorter 7 and Windows Vista [formerly "Longhorn" formerly "The One That Just Might Not Suck"]. Rest assured, their developers are bringing their A-game, and although Firefox will continue to enjoy a passionate following, Microsoft will come back on top by sheer force. They may make IE 7 or a derivative the default browser of an online service like their WebTV set-top box service, or possibly partner with their archrival AOL. The Mozilla Corporation will need to closely align themselves with a strategic partner. Let’s say again, for the purpose of this post, the wholly hypothetical “PlanetChain.”

“PlanetChain” will acquire the MozCorp, possibly repurposing some of the dozens of anti-spam and pro-blocking-popups engineers from their wholly hypothetical TV campaigns to continue to enhance Firefox, Thunderbird, and Tsunamifrog [I can say only two things further: calendar, and somehow there's a wiki in there. um... let's forget I mentioned that last one until the "PlanetChain" ad immediately before the halftime presentation of Super Bowl XL.].

Sometime after “PlanetChain” acquires Google but before the Comcast/Sony three-way merger, active development of Mozilla apps will fall by the wayside. Finally, a crusty band of Lynx hackers will get through to “PlanetChain” and persuade them to release the code, because what else are they doing with it? Yes, I said it and you heard it here first, by about 2010 we will have OPEN-SOURCE FIREFOX.

While I’m spoiling things, I may as well reveal the Super Bowl halftime — in a return from SB XVI, it’s Up With People in “Way North of Dallas, Way Below Forty.”

R.I.P. Peter Jennings

Google Video provides coverage of Charles Gibson’s announcement of Peter Jennings’ passing.

I just want to say that Peter Jennings has been a great guidance in my life! I know he didn’t like playing him in the Star Wars Films, which truly breaks my heart to hear that. The Jedi Force is with him always. His body is gone now, but his Blue Jedi Spirit will be with us all because he has now become ONE WITH THE FORCE! I Love you Peter, and thank you for being such a Magical and Spiritual teacher for me! I will always stay in the Light Side of life because of you and Sam Donaldson.
Britain W., America

Return to Loathing

Nicki reminded me this weekend at the Party in Love that I hadn’t been to Kingdom of Loathing in a while — like, since the first time I signed up. [I went in that first night and played for, like, half an hour, said "man, I could get hooked on this crap" and therefore didn't go back.] So I went back tonight and kicked some more Knob Goblin keister and made Level 3 ["Frog Director"].

I think part of what makes KoL so much fun is how quick it is. Pretty much everything is a mouse click or two away.