Vista’s TCP stack is a stack of poo.
I bought a gigabit ethernet switch today for the home office to support file transfers, but despite the bigger pipe, Vista seems to blow at anything TCP/IP. Par for the course with Microsoft. I Google’d it and found several articles where techies would dual-boot into Linux for any file transfers across the network and then reboot into Vista after the deed was done. How fucked up is that?
Umm… I went out tonight. Tonight was “National Night Out” where you are supposed to go out and hang with your neighbors. I did. I met a lot of new people from my immediate section of Suburbia. They were all happy with 2.3 kids and a dog. It was nearly unbearable. I managed though… barely.
I ended up bailing and heading for a tall glass of liquor and a crowded social environment not made up of white-picket-fence-America. I met a lot of people… strangers. I talked to everyone about everything. I met a girl whose ex-boyfriend convinced her that he could pierce her hood. They drove to Walmart to buy needles together to do the job. He succeeded and she showed it all to me in a public crowded place. Vaginas are cool… no doubt about it. The whole thing (people too) was completely reality fucking TV worthy white trash. As an observer, I dig that shit. It’s like I went to an all American pep rally and a circus broke out… clowns and all. They served liquor at both. Several women scribbled their phone numbers down on napkins for me and I never showed interest or asked. It was like the good ‘ole days. I’ll never call any, but it doesn’t make me feel old and fat.
I’m going to bed.
Ha, that reminds me of a party I went to a few years back. A friend had invited his boss. It turned out the boss was a bit of an exhibitionist. Boss-man just had to show everyone his prince albert that night. I think it scarred me a little, hehe.
I’m sorry the neighborhood thingy wasn’t so hot for you, but at least you got to meet some new people both there and the other place. I wish I were more socially adept to do things like that. Maybe one day :)
well, the neighborhood thing was nice overall… just stung a little. I would say I needed to “get some fresh air”, but we were outside already. Hehe.
I saw the neighborhood signs yesterday afternoon but forgot to go out. Plus, my new LOST dvds were screaming my name.
I am always amazed at what people will do in public after a few drinks. At least, I hope that girl was drinking last night AND when her ex pierced her! OUCH!!
OMG I don’t understand piercing THAT! A guy I worked with once had a Prince Albert and I just didn’t think that was very cute at all. Like your friend, he’d just whip it out and show it to anyone in public. Whatever floats your boat, I guess.
I’ve just never felt the overriding need to poke holes in anything on my body other than my ears.
heh. That’s it. Just heh. :-)
HOT!!! Synack… Just HOT is all I can say about you!!!! /wink Psyvah Take care sweety. I think about you all the time.
We all need to be able to say two things:
one) “I’ve been to the opera.”
two) “I’ve been to a truck and tractor pull.”
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