Latest posts

Hey Sprint: It’s the Network, Stupid!

So, after the Sprint Nextel Merger is all tidied up and signed, sealed and delivered, we get to see the ugly downside of wireless consolidation: a cut of a single fiber optic cable disables service for both the the former Sprint and Nextel networks throuoghout the west coast, in addition to Sprint-served wireline, internet and long distance service. Isn’t consolidation fun?!:

The problems began about 3:30 p.m. ET and affected wireless phones on the Sprint PCS and Nextel networks, as well as landline service, said John Taylor, Sprint’s manager of public affairs.

Internet service on Sprint Nextel phones was also delayed, the company said.

“A fiber-optic cable was cut between Phoenix [Arizona] and Palm Springs, California,” said Taylor.

The outage was made worse due to inopportune timing: according to the article, a number of other routes had been shut down for maintenance, forcing even more traffic than normal onto the cut route and magnifying the severity of the resulting outage.

Further, while Sprint claims the outage affected customers only on the west coast, users were reporting outages and network busies from places as far-flung as Wisconsin, Minnesota and Texas.
Fantastic, Sprint!

Angels say

I’m mapping out my ending,
It’s never gonna happen now
These things are condescending
With everybody backing down.

You pray to angels that they can help you get by,
And all at once you forget to try…

I’d go there if you let me;
They’re never gonna find me now.
My life is always empty,
and in and out of doubt.

But you’re not coming back for me, these things they will never be,
I’m so used to being wrong, so put me where I belong.

I get back to you,
God knows I try,
But I still lose
And I get back to you;
These days run by,
But I still lose.

Angels say they can make you suffer,
They give and take like a vicious lover.

When all this loses meaning,
You’ll never want it back somehow.
Awake but still I’m dreaming;
And never waking up
Alone…Where I’m not alone.

Your not coming back for me, these things they will never be,
I’m so used to being wrong, so put me where I belong.

I get back to you,
God knows I try,
But I still lose
And I get back to you,
These days run by,
But I still lose…

“Mama, don’t let your babies grow up to use Premium…”

BioWillie

Willie Nelson drives a Mercedes. And instead of using that super duper high-octane stuff at the pump, he uses an alternative fuel. Namely, used french fry oil. He’s even marketing the stuff, and it has a brand name, too: BioWillie.

BioWillie is a type of biodiesel, a fuel that can be made from any number of crops and run in a normal diesel engine. If it sounds like a joke, a number of businesses, as well as city and state and county governments, have been switching their transportation fleets to biodiesel blends over the last year. The rationale is that it is a domestic fuel that can provide profit to farmers and that it will help the environment, though environmentalists are not universally enthusiastic about it.

“I knew we needed to have something that would keep us from being so dependent on foreign oil, and when I heard about biodiesel, a light come on, and I said, ‘Hey, here’s the future for the farmers, the future for the environment, the future for the truckers,” Mr. Nelson said in an interview this month. “It seems like that’s good for the whole world if we can start growing our own fuel instead of starting wars over it.”

Biodiesel sounds great! Imagine: instead of filling your tank at $2.20 a gallon (or whatever high price the oil companies want to charge today), you can pull into the back of your favorite McDonald’s, White Castle or MexiFry, and load up on Fryer Vat Leavins. Don’t restaruants normally have to pay some waste disposal company to cart off all the cooking oil they’ve used at the end of the day? You would think they’d LOVE to let someone load up their VW bug or other Diesel machine for free.

Actually, it looks like someone has already beaten me (and Willy) to the Fryer Vat Leavins idea.

Lessons learned from Holiday Family Trip 2005

sneeze

Lesson #1: If you visit relatives you haven’t seen in almost two decades, and your sweet dear grandmother says something like “I’m sorry your grandfather and uncle aren’t here, but they just went to the emergency room because they’ve been suffering from this horrible cold…” then you should immediately do the following:

1. Peel off your skin, and incinerate it immediately.

2. Soak the remainder of your body in a vat of chlorine bleach for 1 hour to disinfect, and

3. Drain the vat, fill it with pure Lysol, and soak in that for one more hour to finish disinfecting.

If you don’t do this (you poor, poor bastard) then the remaining lessons you’re about to learn are going to be, well, a bit unpleasant.

Lesson #2: Three days of sleep deprivation caused by the symptoms of the uber-cold you experience as a result of not heeding the warnings of Lesson #1 are so much fun. This won’t be a wimpy avian flu thing, no sir! What you will experience is a full-blown upper respiratory extravanganza. You won’t have time to sleep when your body is demanding to cough, sneeze, refuse the clear fluids you try to ingest and expel as many fluids as possible, all simultaneously, 24/7.

Sleep deprivation due to illness really does do wonders to your attitude, outlook on life, and psyche. And it makes you such a joy to be around, too! Especially during the holidays. Only a skinless, Clorox-and-Lysol-bathed You will be far more personable and approachable.

Lesson #3: Drug makers love acetaminophen. If they could put it in candy and sell it to kids on the street, they would. And they sure as hell throw it into every conceivable cold remedy you can buy. Therefore, if you want to experience any relief from your cold whatsoever, be resigned to the fact that you will unintentionally overdose on this drug, even if you had no intentions whatsoever of taking acetaminophen at all. The only way to avoid it is to simply follow the decontamination procedure outlined in Lesson1, or suffer the symptoms of your uber-cold. I assure you that you will wish you had picked decontamination.

Lesson #4: If you’re sick, just don’t fly. No really, don’t, even if it’s the only way to get back home. And I’m not saying this because flying while ill with a contagious uber-cold is inconsiderate and will likely spread the same cold to everyone on the flight (au contraire, you will be feeling so miserable by now that you’ll consider 100+ people being forced to experience your misery in the near future a bonus). No, I’m saying this because Airplane Ear is by far the most excruciating, insanity-causing, agonizing pain you will ever experience. It will make any misery you’ve experienced thus far seem like a walk in the park… assuming the pain allows you to remember what a walk in the park entails. Seriously, you WILL want to stab knives into your ears and carve them out of your head, and if you happen to catch brain matter too, well, so much the better.

And that’s only the ascent portion of the flight. The descent portion, now, that’s where the fun begins. You know how every so often, someone will mysteriously go bezerk during a flight in an “air rage” incident, and an air marshall will be forced to gun them down? I swear, the real cause of all of these incidents has to be the severe, insanity-causing pain of Airplane Ear. Especially since airline pilots like to spend a good hour descending their planes, bringing them down eeeever so slowly and gently, causing you to scream in agony as you feel every millimeter of cabin pressure change.

And don’t assume the fun stops there! You’ll still have lingering hearing loss and ear pressure issues you’ll have to deal with once you’ve managed to finally kill the pain. You will know how entertaining it is for a doctor to look into your ears, startle, and then have to scream at the top of his lungs “SIR, IT LOOKS LIKE YOU BURST SOME CAPILLARIES AND BLED INTO YOUR INNER EAR!!” while you hear nothing and the ringing in your ears drives you crazy.

Fortunately, if you actually survive the ordeal and make it to the ground, you can go into any airport gift shop and easily overdose on acetaminophen (see Lesson #3). The loss of hearing should subside in a week or two, and giant horsepills you have to take to try and force a reset of your ear pressure (I’ll take photos as soon as I can) are mildly amusing.


The Most Important Lesson of All
: All you had to do to avoid this was burn your skin and bathe in caustic chemicals. But nooo, you had to do this the hard way, didnt’t you?