Description
This is the first screenshot I took after getting my first Mac, a loaded 15-inch PowerBook G4 and the last of the Titanium PowerBooks. It would seem I was just playing around with various applications. Sherlock can do some pretty neat stuff. For example, you can look up a store in the Yellow Pages channel in then get directions from your home to the store. It’s the little things in life.
Credits
- Theme - Aqua Blue (OS X default)
- Desktop Picture - Where Are You Going by americanpsycho
Getting up when darkness hangs over the land is a feeling akin to being dragged from the warmth and safety of the mother’s womb. It’s too early. It’s not your time. Regardless, you aren’t given a say in the matter, so you emerge into that cold, unwelcome new world and curse whatever reason you have for being up at that ungodly hour.
I ended up dropping HTS in favor of an ECE course focusing on embedded programming so I got up at 6:00 AM today to get ready for school. Michael and I carpooled since he’s also an early riser on the odd days of the week. Luckily, finding a parking space at 8:00 AM is trivial compared to mid-day. The embedded design teacher is promising if initial impressions will serve. He seems a bit animated and referred to himself in the third person at several points. He even let out a passionate “Damn!” at one point when he found a small error in one of his slides. After the last of my early classes I headed over to the embedded lab to catch up with the projects that had already been assigned this week. Michael gave me a quick tutorial of the software and I was underway. An hour later I had one project down and a teammate for the rest of the projects to come.
Titus prepared shrimp alfredo for dinner so it seemed as good a time as any for culinary bonding. I fixed up a dish called “Charlie’s Enchilada Casserole” that my mother found. It consists of chili, enchilada sauce, tomato sauce, crushed Doritos and cheese. It was quite different but quite good nonetheless. I think it was a hit with my roommates too.
Description
My earliest published desktop from the Blackbox era. I hunted around for various skins and themes for my applications that would complement each other and this is what I eventually came up with. This approach differs in that most of my schemes consist of a bunch of skins that were meant to go together. All told I think it’s quite nice. I don’t think I would ever have found a way to use the desktop otherwise.
Credits
- Wallpaper - Memai by aelentel
- Visual Style - Prolix by arhra
- Blackbox - Guardian by dreamer
- Winamp - iTuned by osmolar
- Trillian - e-Platino by honz
So today wasn’t a particularly good day. Things got off to a bad start when the time came to leave for school. Nicky and I were going to carpool and Nicky was still asleep. Okay, so I wake Nicky up. We get underway and a few miles down the road traffic is backed up past the bridge. That’s the worst I’ve seen it. Regardless, I arrived at the biology lecture ten minutes late and consequently didn’t get to sit with Titus. Some chick had the honor instead. Well, damn. My first three classes were uneventful at least. I’m seriously thinking of dropping my 11:00 HTS (History, Technology & Science) course in favor of another course within my major.
Wednesday is my ECE lab day and the first week is no exception apparently. Well, going in I had convinced myself that we couldn’t possibly be doing anything that would require my breadboard and parts so I left them at home. Well, I would be wrong. We did have a real lab and we did need all our stuff. I talked to the teacher and related my plight. He didn’t strike me as terribly sympathetic and he said I could go buy the necessary items at the bookstore or come back and do the lab with another section. Since I had to wait on Nicky until 4:00 p.m. anyway, I decided I would run back home and pick up my stuff and come back. All told I ended up borrowing some of Titus’s parts and getting started on the lab after about half the period had expired. I eventually did finish although it required carrying over my time into the next lab section. I personally turned in my lab to the teacher; it turned out it wasn’t a TA who was administering my section. I’m imagining what kind of horrible impressions I left.
Nicky and I shopped for groceries at Publix and ordered carryout from Pizza Hut on the way home. When we did get home the electronic gate didn’t work the way I remembered and I had to get out of the car and swipe the card while half a dozen angry drivers waited behind me.
I received my license for RaidenFTPD with SSL today. It cost a one-time fee of $20, which seems reasonable for this kind of server software. Note that this is only the second time I’ve ever paid for shareware, with the first being Gamespy 3D back during the golden age of QuakeWorld. Good times.
As a collective household, nothing went right today. Nicky got in a wreck and his car is damaged sufficiently that he can’t turn left. Titus and Nicky were going to pick up tickets for all of us to go see 3 Doors Down but the show was sold out. Also, Tracy didn’t stop by to visit us as she had indicated she might. As for myself, my day came and went rather uneventfully. The drive to school was a little more hectic than usual, complicated by the fact that I’m driving my mother’s car, which I’m not entirely comfortable with yet.
Classes were a middle-of-the-road affair. The biology professor strikes me as an eccentric old man with some unidentified accent. He actually seemed funny at moments. My computer architecture teacher seems cool, though he puts more emphasis on class participation than I would like. Finally, my sociology teacher is somewhat of a radical as far as Tech professors go. At one point he said something to the effect of, “These assignments will require you to use something that this school usually has you leave at the door: your brains.” Different to be sure. Still, this is the class I’m the least certain that I want to take. I just added it to my schedule on a whim. It fit the time slot I wanted and I barely even noted what the course was about.
