December 17, 1999

I got my webcam software to work again, but I can't get it to upload files automatically. No bother, as I don't use it for that very often. I mostly just use it to take pictures for my journal, as you know. They changed the software since I last downloaded it, so I was confused. But I figured it out, don't worry.

I'm doing this entry very late because frankly, I couldn't think of anything to write about. And I still can't really. But I wanted to put up an entry anyway, so I'll think of something.

One is, I wanted to tell you about the guy at the bar the other night. The bar, Clark's, is modeled after an English pub. So it has cheese plates, and lots of pints of different kinds of ale, and pub games to play and all that. As I was waiting at the bar for my roast beef sandwich, some wanker (it was an English pub, so I'm using English slang) came up and wanted to converse with the bartenders about beer. Now, there's nothing wrong with being a beer connisseur. I have friends who are beer snobs. I am not one, but whatever floats your boat. But being a beer snob does not mean that you need to lord your knowledge over all and sundry, especially when you are wrong. So the wanker walks up and says, "I can't believe you don't have [insert name of some sort of rare beer here]." Now Clark's has a pretty good selection, I think. They brew their own. They don't have as many different kinds as this bar we went to in Ann Arbor, called Ashley's, that had something like 200 beers on tap, but they have a lot. And they are not a brew pub, that advertises themselves as having lots of beers on tap. Anyway, the bartender says something like, "No, we don't have that." And the wanker says, "And you call yourselves an Irish pub." (No, the unavailable beer was not Guinness. Even I know that one.) The bartender just said, "Actually, we're an English pub." Ha! I laughed at that, to myself. Go, bartender! But what a wanker. Everytime I type wanker, I say in my head "Bloody wank-uh" just like Dom from Real World L.A.

The other thing that has been bugging me lately is the commercial for the WebPC by some computer company. They advertise it as all the PC you need to get on the web, and it costs $999. First of all, if you just want to use your computer to get on the web, you don't need to spend that much money. And second of all, they have this girl at the end who says something like "I want to web." Web is not a verb! No one says that. No one should say that. Everytime the commercial comes on, I get mad. Hey, look, I'm webbing. Want to web? See how stupid it is? The people who created that commercial should be shot.

Oh yeah, some of you also read Gwen's site, and it moved. Here is the new URL: http://users.ev1.net/~cujo2/gwen/. She moved hosts before she was able to post something on her old site to forward people to the new site, so I'm just trying to do a public service because she's hilarious. I know I tried to go to the old site only to find it missing. She also writes hilarious recaps at Mighty Big TV. You should check them out. Have a good weekend!

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I gotta get me a PVR. A what, you ask? Read the story. I think TiVo is going to win out, not because it is necessarily a better service (in fact, I hate the monthly charge) but because they have better marketing.

Domain names can now be 67 characters long. I hate typing in anything more than about 10 letters, so I'm not sure how 67 is a good idea.

I hope I get to recap this show for MBTV.

From Brig: Simply Modern has some cool home and office type accessories.

Prince is going to retire "1999" one year too late.

I really hate Marilyn Manson.

So I wanted to like this Make Us An Offer site, but the prices are ridiculous.

The video reviews on this site are a bit dated, but still funny.

I used to love my Etch-a-Sketch.