Posted on October 13, 2013
Man, this is sad, but it’s time to toss a few of the ol’ Halloween props. RIP electric chair, cut-in-half-and-nailed-to-the-wall-guy, and missing-legs-but-still-capable-of-crawling-skeletal-creature! Your valuable bits have been harvested, and you have moved on to the that big haunted house in the sky!
Halloween props come, and Halloween props go, but the scars they inflict on the impressionable are forever.Leave a Comment
Posted on September 5, 2013
And what hurts is the steadily diminishing humanity of those fighting to hold jobs they don’t want but fear the alternative worse. People simply empty out. They are bodies with fearful and obedient minds. The color leaves the eye. The voice becomes ugly. And the body. The hair. The fingernails. The shoes. Everything does.
So, the luck I finally had in getting out of those places, no matter how long it took, has given me a kind of joy, the jolly joy of the miracle. I now write from an old mind and an old body, long beyond the time when most men would ever think of continuing such a thing, but since I started so late I owe it to myself to continue, and when the words begin to falter and I must be helped up stairways and I can no longer tell a bluebird from a paperclip, I still feel that something in me is going to remember (no matter how far I’m gone) how I’ve come through the murder and the mess and the moil, to at least a generous way to die.
To not to have entirely wasted one’s life seems to be a worthy accomplishment, if only for myself.
Posted on July 12, 2013
About a year ago, a permanent fatal error befell my trusty Macbook Core 2 Duo. It all happened so fast. He was taken from me too soon. I chose not to dwell on his death, but celebrate his life and, in doing so, reflect on how I may better my own. I thought to myself “what would my inanimate, disc-chewing, tupperware-mimicking, calcula-box do if I suddenly crapped out?” Duh. He’d gut me and absorb what analytical knowledge he could pry from my cold, dead corpse.
So, I decided to rip him apart. I mean, he was just sitting there yellowing on a shelf, anyway.
Using the handy-dandy iFixit dissection kit, I went at it, tearing apart my old companion bit by plasticy bit. I amazed by how thin the screen components are, even though he was an older model. The wifi antennas and iSight were all crammed towards the top of the monitor with data cables running down the bezel to the lifeless motherboard. I was surprised by the unexpectedly large inverter located in the “hinge” of the laptop. I guess some things just don’t shrink with Moore’s Law.
I think I may harvest his organs..ahem, screen since it was in working order at the time of passing. Finding the right IO for the display data cable and inverter may be a bit of an issue. I’ll try to Frankenstein something through a USB 3.0 port, but I’m open to suggestions! Bonus points to anyone who can recommend how to get the iSight camera and mic hooked up through the same USB plug.