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After a delayed dinner at Black Labrador last night, EL and I went home for some CSI. The entire evening I was either directly working on something from the office or waiting on the call to move to the next testing stage. Workin' for da man sucks. Speaking of suck, my taxes are done. I owe a couple grand thanks to my employer fucking up my W-4 last year and me not finding out until I received my W-2 at the end of the year. So kiddies... make sure your exemptions are correct on your W-4 or it'll bite ya in the ass later. Ugh!! Oh, here's some more terrific news, the lithium ion battery connector in the bottom of my laptop chassis shit the bed and I now my work laptop won't run unless plugged in to the mini brick. Kind of defeats the purpose of a laptop, doesn't it? One of my home systems downloaded the RedHat 9 ISO's yesterday while I was at work. I burned them last night. I want to check it out for curiosities sake, but I'm still headed for Mandrake 9.1 as my new standard at work due to RedHat selling their soul to money. I'm running a Mandrake 9 server at work for a local repository for field security scans and it seems to be all that and a bag of chips barring a few kinks that I haven't had time to work out. I am intrigued by the myriad of distributions out there, but don't have the techie-time to install and evaluate all of them for a wider view of the competition. I've been on the jones for a motorcycle excursion ever since I wrapped up that MSF course I took a couple weeks ago. Actually, on the way into work I thought about how beautiful the day was shaping up to be and how great it would be to have the day off to ride and take pictures... then I remembered my camera was lost and stolen and I didn't own a bike... oh, and I was driving to work. Geez... talk about getting pissed on... ahem... anyhoo, I have my weekly engineering staff meeting in 45 minutes and I need to get some items together for that... I'm sure it's going to be more fun than watching a tasmanian devil try to claw it's way out of a garden tub of midgets and tapioca pudding. Please pass the coffee.