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Pop-cultural anthropology
I was watching an older TV show (read that as: very standard-def) the other night, when an incredibly amusing thought occurred to me.
You know the old pop culture convention where someone makes a phone call on a land line, and someone else quietly listens on another phone on the same line, overhearing everything that’s said, thus introducing some complication to the plot?
Kids who have only ever known cell phones aren’t going to have even the slightest freaking clue as to what that‘s all about. … Read more
I didn’t accumulate much of a stash at OVGE this year, because I was worried about spending too much time away from my table where I hoped to be getting rid of the stash I brought to sell. And the past couple of years have really been a bit of a “break even” proposition, because I sold stuff and then turned around and bought stuff. With me out of work, that just wasn’t in the cards this year. I did some horse trading and landed a copy of Super Mario Bros. Wii for Little E (he’s been begging for it since seeing his cousin’s copy of it), I got 
For many moons I have been searching for a decent arcade emulator for 
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Just a quick note – I may be a little bit scarce on the interwebs in the coming week or two because the last reliable desktop machine in my house went belly-up last night. I’m left with the tablet, the MobilePro, a desktop machine that can’t maintain a network connection for crap, an old laptop that has no battery and requires a second person to stand behind the machine holding the power supply cord in the jack at a very specific awkward angle… oh, and the web browser on the Wii. Yay.
The past 18 months have been really tough on the bevy of computers in this house. The Avid bit it (but is feeling better these days), Zen bit it, a tablet cracked up and then came back good as new, even my wife’s netbook bit it and was returned, zombie-like, from the dead by the manufacturer. It’s not like we’re getting massive, knock-out-Manhattan-Island power surges every twelve minutes or anything… but it does seem like Murphy’s Law is being enforced pretty vigorously upon us of late. Money’s insanely tight right now, and my job prospects are looking… well… clouded. There’s no money to be thrown at the problem.
Dear Laura who presumably lives in Fayetteville,