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Throw back to the days when men were men and women wore aprons, the fellas would normally be found congregating at someone's garage on the weekend. Usually they'd be hovering around a vehicle, with beer in one hand, and a wrench in the other. The good ol' boys would have a fix for everything. Fan belt broke? Steal a nylon stocking from the misses and use that. Tire leaking? Dunk it in a tub of water and watch for the air bubbles, then a little tar and chewing gum would plug that hole.

Yup, back in the hayday of the handyman, if you nor Bubba could fix it, then it's junk. Everyone worked on their cars, or at least pretended to. How many times have you seen your Dad use a screwdriver for something OTHER than on a screw. Well, I done seen plenty.

A full day's work of tinkering ain't called that until your hands are so covered in grease it becomes a new skin tone. Like the wives who'd bask out in the sun for a tan, the men would soak their hands in motor grease, motor oil, and/or penetrating goo, what have you, until they're rightly dirty. If you don't reek of WD-40, well shoot, best run home and hide under your mamma's skirt.

So here I was this afternoon at 4pm, cold, shivering, hands greased and fingernails properly dirtied, trying to change my regular shifter into a short shifter for my car.....

Having figured out how to remove the airbox (which for me deserves some kind of a trophy), I couldn't figure out how to remove one of the ballpoint joints (there are two). After a good 10 minutes of knuckle scraping, jaw clenching pulls on the stupid knob, I give up in fustration. Man was I upset.

I relented and went to the computer, finally deciding to look for proper instructions. In mere seconds, I find the info I need, "13mm socket wrench". Ahhh....

Which means what? Well, that if I could fix my car as well as I can navigate electronic information, shoot, I'd be building my own cars. Instead, all I can muster up these days is assembling a PC and now starting to write rudamentary code.

....maybe in the new digital age, a guy who can network his computer and replace a broken HDD is the new man.

posted by losir at 6:32 PM

oh um, more photos.

....have fun. Let's kick a little sum'in for the G's posted by losir at 1:31 PM

I don't know how long I can last using Yahoo. My main account (that stores the blog pages) are 66.3% used. I could always move some pix to another account, but that would require more time and effort than I'm willing to invest in. Who am I kidding, I've wasted countless hours just redoing this site.

I got some fresh new graphics for my main site, but I don't think you kiddies deserve the new little icons I've drawn up. Heck, maybe, just maybe I'll spring it up on y'all foo's later on this weekend. Let's see if I can give you a li'l some'in sum'in in the near future, ya heard?

....why the ebonics? I dunno, maybe working out to BET isn't such a good thing? posted by losir at 5:39 PM

One of my favorite old post. Dated 1/15/2001

This is going to sound really bad. I already know what people will think after they read this. And maybe after a while, I'll decide this post is inappropriate, and remove it. (Although frankly, that'd be unlikely, as I have an unwritten rule about sticking to your guns, be they blanks or otherwise.) But in the heat of the moment, I just can't help but to post these 2 remarks:

"There are no stupid questions, only stupid people."
"Life is pretty hard. It's harder if you're dumb."


I know it's pretty mean, but I can't help it. My job is extremely fustrating. Firstly, I know I'm not the smartest crumb in the cookie jar. I have accepted that. Still, it's infuriating when you talk to someone, and their blank stares remind you of that armoire Aunt Bea has sitting in her dining room.


Look, I don't work in a rocket science lab. I know my place in this company is but a small effort in the collective whole. But if I ask you to do something that I don't think is all that hard, then I expect results. I'm sure world leaders don't ask an aid to fix him/her coffee, and worry that s/he doesn't understand the difference between 1 lump or 2. When Bill or Jean snaps their worldly fingers, the ant colony scurries to fill their work order. "Ten Hut!"


I *know* I'm not "the man", nor do I have the airs to pretend I'm one. I'm only trying to help out my manager, and in turn the company. So don't think I'm snobby. Everyone knows the first person I laugh at each morning is the guy who smirks from the mirror. Maybe it's my fault for not explaining tasks properly. Afterall, I've been doing the same job for almost 3 yrs. EGADS!


What I'm trying to say is this. When you're in charge of people, you care about their performance, because it reflects on the (acting) leader. If the guys can do a menial task quickly, then it means they're probably capable of more. If they can't, then their stock falls, and the whole market may have an economic slowdown (not recession... hehem <- how's that for real world relevence?!)


A friend once said "Don't tell me the problem, give me a solution." must have been in one meeting too many. When the guys you work with asks you every other second for a task you told them to handle, and you yourself is swamped with work, then the last thing you want to do is spoon feed him/her. Instead, you'd wish for a fork in place of that spoon, so you can goose him and call it a prick. :) How drool, how very drool.


I'd wanna be humble than be a jerk. Lord, make this my prayer. "I'd rather be the guy who fell out the window, then the one upstairs who pushed."

posted by losir at 9:07 PM

...sometimes, I do have some good one liners. posted by losir at 2:38 PM

Wow, this page has been more than a year old, and it's still alive. Gash dang it! Who woulda thunk?

Don't believe me? READ the first week entry, dated 01/08/2001.

I can't fathom it myself. When I wrote those first few lines, I was just awed that I could string several near-coherent sentences together and place them on the web. Neat-o.

Through it all, you have been with me.... awwwww. I feel loved. (right.)

Anyway, here's the the future in year 2.

....go on, click on the link, you know you want to.
posted by losir at 2:13 PM

'Sup Kiddies. Picture time.

The Art of Leaning, by "The Game". Use the SlideShow, as the frames are in sequence! Read caption below. Boing!

...sometimes I crack myself up. posted by losir at 8:51 PM

As you can see, I've onced again restructured my page. New colours certainly, but you'll notice I've finally reduced my Blog entry table size. I don't know if this is better or worse, b/c frankly, I like reading long lines. But I've had people complain about getting lost when the lines get too long....

Also the fonts got smaller. I caved in to internet peer pressure, and went to a smaller font size for that more "professional" look. Professional because everyone and their bifocal uncles seem to have puny fonts. I'll give it a whirl. At 1280x1024 on a 19" monitor, it looks awful small (for me at least) but it's still legible.

Re-enabled my Flash banner.

....fun. posted by losir at 3:36 PM

[EDITOR NOTE: LINK WORKS NOW!]

Hi all,

My great buddy mute is quite the photographer. With his permission, I am allowed to link his photos to this here blog. First let's do with some extremely artistic pix. Hopefully, it's working for ya.

Secondly, I stole some of his other pix, and threw them on my site. muhaha.

...all hail mute, who's photographs really speak for themselves. posted by losir at 2:36 PM

This is how sad your losir has become....

Origami penguin using the ketchup packets!

.... Great, an all time low.

posted by losir at 11:34 PM

I saw this on a CBR929RR chat forum, and HAD to quote it.

"My wife told me once that if I buy another bike, she'll leave me. Boy, do I miss her! "

....Bravo! posted by losir at 4:13 PM

Please have no preconception of me before reading any further.

Okay? Okay.

So my cube-mate BiggyJ has turned into a moron. More specifically, a gibbering moron. Harsh, I know.

I guess that's what happens when you have a child, and it gets on the phone. You really can't talk to it in sentences, so you end up speaking gobbledygook. It's odd how a little baby can turn a thirty-something into sounding like Pebbles from the Flintstones.

Actually it's kinda cute in a warped sort of way. That's what fatherly love is all about. Willingly to be made into a fool by your little girl.

BigJ, I feel for you man. You're too nice of a guy, and you're gonna spoil her rotten. It's not a bad thing really. Everyone needs to be spoiled now and again.

I respect that, I do. No jokes.

See, preconceptions, I can be nice, just not often.

....as long as you don't start talking to me like that when I ask a question, we cool. posted by losir at 2:48 PM

Here's something urks me. Cleaners who are so freaking pro-active, they throw away your water bottle even if it's nowhere near the garbage can.

I admit it, I am cheap. I don't buy bottled water for work, not when there's a water filtration cooler in the kitchenette. I mean, it's safe and free, how can you go wrong?

The problem is that I don't like to drink from the same mug where I have tea. No matter how well you wash the cup, it still has that tea taste/smell. And while it sure is good when I'm drinking it in the morning, water tasting/smelling like it just don't work for me.

So, with my pea brain working overdrive, I thought of using a Powerade bottle to fill up water. But invariably, it always gets tossed by week's end if I leave it on my desk. How disgusting. I had a big 2 litre Gatorade bottle, sitting on my shelf, and guess what? VAMOOSED, that's what.

So maybe the gatorade/powerade bottles weren't Company Spec. I then bought a bottle of water from the Company vending machine, how much more inline can that be, right? Although it held less water, (which means more frequent trips to the kitchenette), at least I was all rah-rah by having a Company subsidized, pre-approved water bottle prominiently displayed on my desk, right?

Nothing doing, buster. That too pulled a Houdini.

So that means either I bring another cup to work just for water (gah!), or I start hiding my bottles in my drawers.

....they'd probably pick the lock just to rub me! posted by losir at 4:00 PM

Found a place where I can upload pix and also link them directly. Wonder how long that will last.

Anyway, word up to FireBlades.org, which would totally be pointless if you don't ride a 929/Fireblade.

... Go baby!

posted by losir at 12:28 PM

With my trusty WinXP CD in hand, I head over to a friend's house, ready to show the wonders of MS. Please, hold your snicker.

I know that Microsoft is nothing but a grubby conglomerate ready to steal your money and first-born, but for a bloated OS that doesn't really know what it's trying to be, it sure looks purdy. With my limited time using the OS so far, I'm absolutely thrilled that something so pretty could be relatively so stable. (Yes, I know I talked about it several weeks ago.)

Anyway, there's a point in all this. Wait, let me look for it, right, found it.

The point is, so here I was over her house, ready to install XP on her Celeron, which I helped her overclock when she first got it. After several false starts with FDisk and Ghost, (not in that order, thank goodness), the WinXP login screen hummed cherrily, with cute little avatars to show just who's allowed in.

Joy, after more fiddling, she and I both were pretty satisfied with what Redmond hath produced. It actually worked.

That is, until the HDD started making this nasty pinging noise, which is its death rattle. Ping once, twice, and thrice! Kapoot. She needs a new HDD.

....Which is just as well, 98SE still gets onto the web, and ain't that good enough? posted by losir at 12:46 AM

So I was mucking around with my animotion pages when I decided to smartly delete my "animals" folder in yahoo. Little did I realize that I needed those pix because they were linked.... Whoops. Anyway, no harmed done, as I already had thumbnailed versions, which were a little smaller in size. So, the new animotion page is just pictures and not links. Which actually looks better, and I just freed up some space on my account. All in all, I lucked out.

It seems all I've been talking about is this redesigned page, and nothing else. Sorry. The kicker is that I'm not even going to change it, at least not until I can bum some free, no advert space. (Didn't I say this already?)

Well I spent several hours on the weekend to try out my new design, looks good, even in 800x600 mode (which is so obsolete), but with that stupid Yahoo banner popping up every which way, it makes the page look oh so ghetto. So for now, I won't touch my pages much, except for maybe a SLIGHT facelift.

....gotta go. posted by losir at 11:19 PM

burp! posted by losir at 5:35 AM