You want a gooood Halloween scare? Luckily, a few of B's adventures on this day were captured by the digital camera of one wacky photographer.

Oh goll. I feel almost too tired to type. Almost. Let's go for a little music.

To open this rambling, a choice quote off a cd I acquired recently.

Hehe. Semi spur of the moment plans have been made to do a Q3 match tonight. It all started when Zan Lynx made the proposal on Content Solutions. Bitscape (although that's not his Quake name) responded that he would be interested. A little later, Jaeger decided he was in as well. (Which is a good thing, since he's the one who has historically taken the role of setting up the server.) Who knows, maybe Neelix will join as well! (And the unlikely possibility of anyone else who happens to keep track of up-to-the-minute developments on these pages.) Fun for all.

I think for the first time all week, I actually managed to sleep through the entire night last night. Went to bed at around 2300, and didn't wake up at 0200 to find myself sleepless hours on end for a change. When I opened my eyes, it was 0830 I think. Much better. Took a long shower, read another chapter from my Witchcraft book, and watched a couple songs off the Ozzy video. (The one I bought last month.) Then I drank a glass of orange juice. Now I'm contemplating going right back to bed. lol.

Friday evening begins. Friday evening underway. Contemplations of weekend activity on the brain. Reading? Definitely. 'Twould not be wise to blow off a mentor-assigned study hall at this juncture. ;) A movie or two? Perhaps. It might be a good idea to get the code for my movielog submission system working on Argo, since I still haven't been able to make an entry for last week's movie yet. XWP? Well, of course! Heehee.

This rambling is going to be....

I love this one. Artist: Queensryche. Title: No Sanctuary.

So I lied last night. That wasn't the conclusion of the Mentor Rift rambling series. It continues even now. A few minutes ago, I was thinking I would use the lyrics to chorus of Tori Amos's "Cruel" to opne this rambling. Now, I'm not so sure it fits anymore. Aw, what the hell. Use it anyway.

So a wise man once said. (Except for the "once" part.)

How can I even begin this one? With a cutesy little lyric? With a swear word directed at myself and my own brashness? With a wish that this evil ball of angst that has been residing in my stomach all day would intensify to the point that it envelopes me, my entire consciousness, my physical being, and most of all, my knack for behaving in an INCREDIBLY STUPID manner on certain occassions. But not stupid, because I was fully conscious of my reasoning and actions while they were being performed. "Impulsive" might be a better word. Dangerously so.

Truly rare indeed. Historically, the only time I would be writing a rambling at this time of day would be if I was still awake. Like on a fest or something. Not this time. Well, it's all relative, I suppose.

Alright, I now declare that this chair is officially too comfortable. It's going to be a chore convincing myself to get out of it in a few minutes. Mmmmmm. My whole body says yum.

[Bitscape reclines, soaking in the music of Queensryche through his headphones.]

Given recent topics, some might suspect that the title of this rambling foreshadows that I am about to go into another lengthy spiel on the virtues and drawbacks of one religion versus another. But the faithful Xenites in the audience will almost certainly already know what this one is really about. And it ain't no theological treatise. (Unless, of course, you consider the show itself a religion.)

[Argo tirelessly grabs code from the mozilla.org cvs servers]

As some readers know, Bitscape often entertains himself at the expense of the readers by spouting lyrics on this web page. Tonight will be no exception. However, there's going to be a little twist on it this time.

Holy cow! Nobody is going to believe me when I say this, but I swear it happened. A very, very bizzare undocumented "feature" in M18. But I can't reproduce it. I'm not even sure if I believe myself. But I know it happened. Twice.

Well, I guess I'll start with the sucky news. Yes, the rumors which have been reverberating through certain sectors of meatspace are correct. On Tusday, October 18, at 2205 MDT (according to the official sheet of paper in front of me), Bitscape did indeed receive his first speeding ticket. Yuck.

[Bitscape munches on his KFC wings.] Hrmph. These things suck compared to Safeway's hotwings. But they'll do.

Just got out of a rousing match of Q3 with Jaeger and Neelix. 2 hours never went by quicker. And now, I'm so tired, I'm about to plop.

This is one of those days where one has all sorts of fun with kernel strangeness. It all started after I began implementing the plan as outlined last night. Network card transplant went smoothly. That was the easy part.

Yes, there was once a time when we would often go a week or more without a single rambling, but in this day and age of pervasive content vulturing, a more proactive approach to high yield structural systems management is required. We wouldn't want our incrementally differentiated baseline to be adversely affected by the deployment of the integrated content solutions framework. Uh, yeah. That's my inner pointy hair talking.

Got home from work a little while ago.... that is, if you consider playing video games and hanging out at Dave and Buster's for most of the afternoon "work". ;)

First, I was going to post a rambling tonight. Then, when I sat down, I couldn't think of anything. So I decided to skip. But now, here I am, babbling about how I have nothing to say. I admit it: This rambling thing has become a terrible addiction. Terrible.

First, before I begin the topics at hand, I'd like to make a note or two about last night's review of the Xena Premiere: (a) Obviously, my sometimes-held theory that there are no Xenites in the audience of this web page has been proven wrong, and (b) what fell apart in the fourth act last night was not the show, but Bitscape's brain. A review of the handy tape I made revealed that there was indeed a brief shot showing Gabrielle rescuing Eve from the Amazon encampment. Also, the change in terrain, while quite rapid, was indeed shown as Xena and Ares rode their horses upward into mountains. I'm gonna have to watch the whole thing again, next time with the brain turned on throughout the episode.

No doubt about it. With all these season premieres happenin, the addiction comes back with full force. To believe otherwise would be self-delusion.

Alright, so yes, I did meander in to work for a while today. (In case it wasn't already obvious to everybody; who ARE all these strange characters who keep appearing in the chatter dose anyway? ;)

Natural Born Killers. A movie so vile and debauched in carnage and cynicism that it's easy to see why it has many critics in the more timid, squeamish stomach type of circles. At the same time, one cannot write off such a unique, artfully crafted, and exquisitely filmed piece of work as just some gutter trash. This is great film making!

Great movie. Possibly the worst theatrical viewing conditions seen to date. So hindered was the environment that it's almost not movielog-worthy. But I'll make an attempt.

Ok, now I feel really silly. My DSL line is finally back up. It could've been up for the past several hours, but I didn't even bother to notice until after 2200. I pretty much figured it was a lost cause for the weekend. I had been trying pings from work for most of the day with no success. After the last one at 1900 just before I left, I figured it would be until at least Monday for sure.

I just got a call from the Covad tech. They actually came out and did some tests outdoors before I arrived back. The line is down because of... and I know everybody is going to be sooooo surprised by this shocking revelation...

So yeah, here I am. In the Lair. The Covad tech people could show up in five minutes. Could be four hours. Who knows? In this rainy, foggy weather, I'll just be glad if they show up at all. (Preferably, with an immediate fix to this long outage as well.)

Tonight, while other members of the family chose to watch the National Liars Convention (otherwise known by the term "presidential debate"), Bitscape ventured off to the tv in his parents' room (his own still lacks a broadcast connection; attempts at using rabbit ears have not yielded much success, due most likely to the lower elevation of Bitscape's room), where he watched the all new Buffy.

All I can say: Who needs to watch comedies on tv when you're in the acting class I'm in?

And over the past 24+ hours, Bitscape has spent far more time watching episodes of The X Files than would be physically or mentally healthy for any normal human being. Hahahahahahahahahahah!