Author: sean

So, I’m back in suburban Poquoson for the first time in about two months. I just kind of fell into my bed and it’s like…..ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
Why am I here? A few reasons…..
1. I forgot a cable I need later on today when I’m going to be working on the new mail server at work (FreeBSD+Exim4+Exiscan+ClamAV+SpamAssassin, y’all).
2. Dogs. Beauregard tried to block my path to the door when I left last night.
3. This fucking mouse who’s decided he wants to live with me. I suppose I should relate the saga…..
It must have been Monday. I was having trouble sleeping, so I was messing around in the living room. I put my glasses and my watch inside my cap, and put the cap on the bar separating the kitchen and the living room. Went, and sat back down on the couch. A bit later, I heard something in that general area. I see something run around, down the hall, and into the bathroom. I explored the bathroom pretty thoroughly, and didn’t see anything. I looked around to see if I could see any mouse turds or anything, and didn’t see anything. Went to work Monday Night, and everything was fine.
Tuesday morning, came home, no sign of mouse. So I’m thinking that perhaps in my alcohol-induced state, I was hallucinating. Went to sleep, and slept fine…didn’t hear anything all day. Got up, started getting ready for work, sitting on the can…..and the little fucker shoots out from underneath the sink and out the door. He ran under the washer this time. So, I finished up and went to work.
On the way home, I stopped at Wal-Mart, and bought a mouse disposal kit. Included were pellets, two mechanical traps, and two glue traps. I set out a mechanical trap in the general area where I’d seen the little bastard the most, with some of the pellets on the foot. Again, during the day, nothing. So, I went to work.
When I got home, the trap hadn’t tripped, but all the pellets were gone. Now I’m thinking, “shit, fucker is going to up and die inside the wall.” I reloaded the trap and went to bed. While I was sleeping yesterday, I kept hearing sounds coming from near the window in the bedroom. When I got up, I showered, and as I’m getting dressed, I see the fucker scamper behind a comforter that’s stowed in the corner of the room. Behind the comforter is a hole that Drew cut while he was running CAT-5 through the place. Now, it’s on bitch. Before I left for the peninsula, I set a glue trap up underneath the hole. The hole is a good three inches up the wall from the baseboard, so if it’s coming out there, there’s really no way it can avoid the trap underneath.
When I got back, the trap was moved a good foot away, and, of course, no mouse inside said trap. So I spackled the hole. I knew he was inside the wall. Went into the computer room, and started messing around. After a few hours, I hear things behind the wall……hmmmph. Okay, maybe I’ve trapped him and he’s looking for a way out. He found a way out — where the CAT-5 exits in the closet. I had the broom with me, and when the little fucker got sight of me, he ran back into the closet and into the hole.
I stuck the glue trap under there, and came home. We shall see who wins this one.
I do have a few questions about it though…..where the fuck did he get in, and how the hell can I get rid of him.

I posted the following on /.
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Agnostics are intellectual cowards. Reason tells you that there is no god.
Take evolution for example….
If you’ve ever taken a college biology class, you would be able to see that evolution occurs. Comparative Morphology, predictible genetic mutation, etc. etc. It’s backed by years of scientific research.
Then you have the Genesis Myth. God created the earth in seven days, and the whole thing is ohh, about six thousand years old.
The agnostic, by his refusal to choose, gives each equal creedance. It’s insanity, really. But it’s a convienient position for armchair philosophers to take, because it placates people. Think of it as the John Kerry position.
I am an atheist. Period. To steal a phrase, I want to believe. A mountain of evidence prevents me from doing so. Douglas Adams had a rather compelling piece on it in his final book. Some of Ayn Rand’s writings on the subject are also interesting.
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I’m sure life would be easier for me, perhaps more pleasent, if I could believe. I know people of faith derive a great amount of comfort from it. I just can’t make that leap.
I think often atheism gets a bad name because some atheists have been immoral, irrational people. Oh, Stalin would be a good example. The Cold War took on an aspect of free nations of faith against godless statism. That was fine for the time perhaps, and useful, because it pointed to one of the fallacies of Soviet docterine. Nobody should be executed for believing things that are wrong. There are people who believe that we didn’t land on the moon… There are people who believe that LBJ shot JFK… There are people who believe a plane didn’t hit the Pentagon on 9/11… There are even people who believe that humans were created when aliens came to earth, then they fucked monkeys to make worker drones to mine gold, and we are those drones… And that’s oooookay. No reason to off those people.
There are also those who believe that by not adopting a religious code, you’re free to commit the seven deadly sins at will…
There are still many good moral teachings in religion. I tend to think that leading a life where you place restrictions on your behavior is ultimately a good thing. Right and Wrong are pretty easy to define, but again, you have to have the courage to do it, then adhere to it.

“Besides,” he continued, “when I read the list of people who are supporting Kerry, if I wasn’t already a Bush supporter, I would have immediately switched. Linda Ronstadt? Don Henley? Geez, that’s a good reason right there to vote for Bush.”
Full story here. Bwahaha.

Bush daughters……

So, I’m insomniac again, and don’t know what to do about it. I need a nagging wife or something who’ll put me to sleep.
I should go grocery shopping. Might do that if I’m still awake in half an hour.

I’m going to go out on a limb here, as I polish off my last beer before I sleep, and guess that John Kerry wouldn’t drink a PBR.
He’d want something like a Belgian White to go with his Philly Cheesesteak made with Swiss Cheese. Heh.
John Edwards, maybe.
And we know dubya drank too much, so he doesn’t anymore. But I bet his daughters would. Jenna, Barb……stop by anytime. I got cold ones in the fridge.

So, is it confirmation that you didn’t get a job you interviewed for when you see it advertised again in the newspaper?
I’m really glad I didn’t send an ass-kissing thank-you letter.
I should go work for Clear Channel.

Nuance is important to those who don’t understand, or don’t care about the larger issue.
(Ex. The Washington Redskins were 5 – 11 last year because they wore white jerseys and white pants at home, instead of the customary white jerseys and red pants.)

Ain’t much to say, really. Bizzored out of my mind. Broke. Lonely. Normal shit. This guy is a real dipshit. 🙂 Oh well, whatever floats his boat, I guess. He ain’t gotten shot in the head yet, so if it works for him.
Users gets like 3% of its hits from people looking for the Allison Williams video. That’s funny. Hey, Allison, you can have a users account anytime you’d like.
H07713.

Ain’t much to say, really. Bizzored out of my mind. Broke. Lonely. Normal shit. This guy is a real dipshit. 🙂 Oh well, whatever floats his boat, I guess. He ain’t gotten shot in the head yet, so if it works for him.
Users gets like 3% of its hits from people looking for the Allison Williams video. That’s funny. Hey, Allison, you can have a users account anytime you’d like.
H07713.