Dream Academy

Here’s one I had which woke me up early this morning. Don’t do an analysis on this one. She’s not in it. Or if she was I am trying not to remember. Anyway it is more of a strange dream. I don’t know what it means.

I’m back in school at the U for only one class and all my favorite peopele are in it. There’s the gang from Shore Studios. There’s my cousin who’s also my roomate. There’s the hot Jamaican chinese girl. THere’s some others.

The class is some kind of writing class or a literature class.

THe first class goes by. We have a discussion. I take notes on the back of a receipt.

I am sitting in the back. At the end of the class we get to order food and drinks.

I am going to the next class following some frat guys with no shoes. I wonder why they think themselves to be cool without any shoes on.

The next class I want to get close to the hot Jamaican chinese girl so I sit up front. I place my notebook on my desk to save it and go out to the bathroom. I follow the hot Jamaincan chinese girl in. She takes my spot. So I sit by my friends from shore studios. A sits with her husband I think. W sits behind. The class starts and again I try to take notes on a receipt the same receipt from the last class. I have to turn it over because I am running out of space. I finally remember my notebook.

The instructor then puts on a movie for us to watch. It’s terrible. I put my head down to go to sleep, but in minutes the movie’s over.

The instructor passes back homework and receipts from the last class.

We have some time left in the class so we have discussion time. The instructor asks if anyone has been divorced. A raises her hands and asks back, “What kind of question is that/”. The instructor asked this question because he’s in the middle of one which is making him sad.

The class is over. W and I go out. I am ask him why we do comm more. He wonders the same about A.

Don’t Listen

You’ll be hearing this all day. Plus you’ll pull the DVD (the original not the elaborate version) from your library and watch it again. All 3 hours. Good luck on that.

What’s in a name?

With the acquisition of the big ass hard drive and of Margaux’s new Mac Book, it’s time to think about computer naming conventions.

You just can’t let the hardware use the default name, because it’ll look funny on the network. For instance, I have named the big ass hard drive Gondolin. As you can tell (or can’t) this is a name from Tolkien. Yes it’s geeky. Doubly so.

All the computers that I have owned have names derived from Tolkien. Let’s see. My PowerBook 190 was Luthien. My Win95 box was Beren. My wifi network is Nargothrond. The MacMini PPC is Dorthonion. The TiBook is Doriath. The Airport Express is Finrod. My shuffle is even named Tinuviel. They’re all from Tolkien, the First Age, and The Silmarillion. Told ya it was geeky.

Anyway, the only issue is how to name these computing equipment. I had tried to stick with place names for most of my Apple computers. The older stuff though took the names of my favorite characters from the Silmarillion. I should standardize it where computers are places and peripherals people, but it’s so far served me good. But at least sticking within in this naming scheme I won’t run out of names to use and it evokes some rather cool imagery of my network.

I should just name all my computers after the 12 dwarf companions of Bilbo from The Hobbit.

More Room Than All My Drives Combined

Looking for storage solutions for my computers at home, I settled on this external hard drive. 500 GB of space! Like the title suggests, this drive is more space than all the computers sitting in my house currently have combined!

What to do?

Partition it? Should I break it down into smaller logical spaces? Most of my computers are already partitioned. I’m afraid that I may need to save a 300 GB file.

Start back ups? Eh. I’m not too worried about losing data. Yet.

Re-install Tiger, 10.4? Booting off the fire wire would be cool. But why?

It’s a lot, but I really would’ve liked to put this on the network as a network drive. The solution to that would be this, but that’s another expense. I tried looking at this, but it would’ve forced me to use a weird PC file system. Complicated.

Freedom Writers

Freedom Writers is an inspirational movie. Aren’t they all? You could’ve probably guessed the plot for this one. Take one beleagured teacher. In this case Hilary Swank is the new teacher in town who has to salvage a school in the throes of integration after the LA riots. Add in an underachieving class. The freshmen english Swank has to teach is filled with the bused in kids from the projects. Get them to perform past their capabilities. The class writes to the lady who hid Anne Francke and she visits to inspire them. Don’t forget the indifferent school administration. And the struggle on the home front for the teacher.

Yeah, you could’ve written it. Although it does inspire you. Plus some early 90s hip-hop. Good and solid.

3 of 5 stars.

15-6

That’s the first time I have ever seen a Raven lay an egg. What a pathetic performance!

When I had walked into work on Friday, people were accosting me about why I wasn’t wearing purple. Now the Ravens are not my first team. I’ll support them because they are the home team. Yet, the level of haughtiness shown by assuming that this wold’ve been a win was unpleasant.