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Moving Along The Assembly Line


09 Jul

grillyard

The Grillyard

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Originally posted 7.9.97

Thanks, but no. I've had my fill. Time to coordinate and articulate all those hours I've already spent chasing the images of a 144,000 sloppy but willing . . . and the cage is definitely out of the question. My underwear is caked in blood every morning after a fresh dressing at night. This is not an easy surgery to "put behind one" in the rush back toward the routine of merely sitting and gardening, such is my life as writer and designer.

The 8600 finally arrived in woeful condition. The cardboard box and styrofoam packing both looked as if the world's angriest pit bull had slipped them the big one. The CPU was not even inserted into what was left of the packing. The mouse and powercord were missing, the visibly fatigued cardboard sooted and sullied, loosely retaped with the metallic footprint showing through the three inch gap at the bottom flaps. The floppydrive coverplate was missing one of its two snap-on prongs, the other needed a ninety degree twist back to normal.

Of course, the plate doesn't not stay snapped into place as a result of the missing prong. Apple said there was nothing they could do about it, when Liberty called to report the horrendous UPS service yesterday. Ran her a long line of probable first day on the job bullshit even telling her that Apple could not track the shipment (to verify any details, how long it took to get to us, etc. after telling her it was a money back return deal ONLY in the first seven days AFTER they shipped). Sue defied them in her usual weak way that indeed SHE had tracked the whole shippping path since June 20 (uh, to July 6, considerably longer than a seven day loop) from the UPS website, which she was sure he too could access since it was Apple who had E-mailed us the UPS tracking number (actually my version of the argument is probably more detailed than hers, unfortunately).

Bat criteria? Simple. One that FEELS good and LOOKS good in the hands of the slugger. I’d ramble off a few brandnames and some arcaneia about appropriate lengths and weights to suit the needs and style of the hitter, but the doodads are calling. . .
Back and forth, the adjutant experience of telephone dancestepping was remarkable only in its poverty of polite and accommodating feedback from the once highly touted Apple service side of the equation and the frustratingly weak powers of articulation on the consumer side. I had snapped a photo of the sorry package and was prepared to send it to Apple to document my complaint, whether they accepted it as proof without belonging to an official chain of evidence, or not. Something or someone had banged that box up hard. There were missing parts. What were we as loyal Apple consumers to expect? They finally hung up, nothing resolved except a 90-day warranty which we already came with the purchase. I will fret upon this a few days before deciding whether or not to step into the ring to mandate satisfaction, or else simply let it go by pushing the limits of the machine in the first 90, find some spare parts elsewhere if I need them, and get back to business, challenging myself to never buy directly from Apple ever again (this ain't the first direct buy that's gone sour).

Miraculously, the damned thing booted right up. It's running OS 7.6.1 which we'll upgrade to OS 8.1. Still haven't decided on a server package, but as is my wont, I'll probably settle on the Mac industry leader, spend the bigger bucks on WebStar, and top it all off with the full throttle of nifty add-ons. And soon be competing with the best and the rest, right here from the Dollhouse Studio Z.

Bat criteria? Simple. One that FEELS good and LOOKS good in the hands of the slugger. I'd ramble off a few brandnames and some arcaneia about appropriate lengths and weights to suit the needs and style of the hitter, but the doodads are calling. . . .

Armed Robbery & The Revolutionary Pose


02 Dec

red-meat

Allure Of Red Meat

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Originally posted on December 2, 1996

Well, Peter, I've been busy as a muscle spasm in Tim's backside trying to banish all the unjesus around here organized to a T. A rotting basement door led directly to rat attacks in October. Poison and ingenuity killed three Tim found in the utility room where they came in, and he then buried in the trash. An adult and two ratlings gone gratefully with not too much hassle. Dead carcass under kitchen sink, however changed our lives in a bigger way. A terrific three week odor no human should be forced to abide had us cursing the nature of death.

Maggots emerged, and at the 3-week mark, now fat stupid flies. I've swatted some fifty five flies in four, almost five days. These are dumb easy marks. It doesn't take a solid swap to fell them. And they don't buzz too far away after a miss, and just a little patience leaves me smiling that I've smacked another on the windowpane with only a slight mess. They've been coming out at a rate of ten to twelve a day, for about five days. I take down the ten, and tomorrow another ten replace them. Eventually the carcass will decompose completely, and this crises will be behind us, but geez what a long filthy look at reality in all its amazing distinctions!

Which segues to this armed robbery mess of your own. Tim and I were speculating, but of course were shy of information. Maybe you've written about it already, something you could forward here. All of us care enough to want to know more details.

Just purchased a 200mhz 2.4GB Mac Performa 6400 which crashed hard and died in its very third day, and now a month later parts are still unavailable, motherboard and chassis. Apple is rotting from the core it seems. I also am building an 8500 AV whiz machine, slow going, but most of the hardware is in place. Just a few minor details left. After I finish reading my mail this morning I'll hop on the web to check out your pages and email you from there with a few impressions. I've been taking most of my own web material down in a restructuring and consolidation move as I work this 120 mhz 80 MB RAM 8500 (only a month old as well) into full gear.

control

Taking Back Control

Reorganizing my rather vast Syquest domain to configure with the next wave of GT computing has been eating up most of my time not spent in general housekeeping. But life is feeling pretty good these days. Sorry, you still cannot stomach my existence (according to Tim, and of course I trip on the paraphrase...), but maybe one evening as you look forward to the morning star you'll find yourself sponsoring a vision in some new fashion you can count on, and you won't feel so threatened by my presence, but then again, maybe it is written that you'll always be my adversary.

Thanks for writing. Good luck in your move. Is your "Saint August" AOL address still valid? This address is good and you can reach me at "saintnix@aol.com" also.

For some reason, I am reminded of the time I was held at gun point in the Corpus Christi barrio by a crazed maybe drunk young man maybe in his late twenties or early thirties sitting in the front seat of my Yellow Top cab, while a woman old enough to be his grandmother sat in the backseat. Hell, I was barely twenty-five, looked like John Lennon or Jesus Christ many pointed out at the time, but fearless, such is that youthful faith that being nice and completely dependent on a mountain of words from ancient pious Jews and the open sky solved all problems. After some broken English negotiating back and forth coupled la senora's ra ta tat tat Spanish persuasion, the poor fellow put the gun away, and I proceeded to their requested destination. She paid, and the man said he was sorry.

God was powerful and generous with me back in 1981...must be a Texan since no such killjoy miracles have covered my path since arriving in DC. Or maybe I've just swallowed too much gaff to notice.

Armed robbery & the revolutionary pose,

GT

Early Riser


11 Oct

wesamplex

Originally published on October 11, 1996

Today's Sue's 47th birthday. She's still asleep. I ache all over with a variety of old age outa shape self-abuse seasonal change ailments. Sinus. Pinched nerves. Left earbuzz half death and in a state of perpetual ringing caused at the Zodiac Mindwarp show in London [in '92]. Brain tumors. Colon cancer. The works.

Richard is leaving today on his way to Philadelphia to visit an old friend berfore returning to Georgia. It's been a rather enjoyable three days, but I think we've gone as far as we can go. He'll be seventy in February, has a classical art fetish, and knows little about the 20th century other than what he can remember from yesterday's news, although he has recently redeveloped his fondness for the Beatles. He gave us a nude he painted. The model is a Southern Baptist virgin schoolteacher he likes to tell for the laugh, although he actually paints from pictures in magazines or photographs he has taken. In this case, the former method was used. His style is impressionistic much in the fashion of Renoir, whose works the two of us took in at the Phillips Collection earlier this week.

I'm rather peeved that my fancy monitor hasn't arrived yet. If it doesn't show today, Apple's three week delivery projection will have been proved bogus. Meanwhile, the 8500 just sits on the table unattached. Of course, I recall your PC sat in the box for quite some time before you developed the right combination of enough interest, nerve, and need to string it all together...

Appreciated your last letter as usual. Everybody's beginning to stir, so I 'll sign off and join them...

Love and other short whiffs of similar stench,

Gabriel

S A M P L E X

"Ignorance and virtue suck on the same straw. Souls grow on bones, but die beneath bankers' hours.""


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