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  • Word of the Day: Cementery

    Wife asked me to spell a word for her. The word was “Cementery”. Not Cemetery. So I looked it up:

    cementery

    [sem-in-ter-ee]

    Noun, plural – cementeries

    An area set apart for or containing the remains of outdoor home remodeling projects such as driveways, patios, pools, retaining walls.
    Who-da-thunk it!
    Wife has a habit of mis-pronouncing words. Like Gastroeterologist.

  • Stuff in General

    Well, life’s been busy here, but I figured I’d drop in for a moment and throw some thoughts your way.

    First, it was pointed out on another blog (that I cannot find again) why our current DoJ is in a HUGE conundrum about bringing charges against Hillary Clinton. In 1999, Loretta Lynch was appointed to the position of US Attorney for the Eastern District of New York. She left the position after two years to work for a law firm, and at the same time served on the board of the Federal Reserve Bank of New York. In 2010, she was re-appointed to the  position as US Attorney for Eastern NY. In 2014, she was appointed to the position of Attorney General of the US as the replacement for Eric Holder.

    Her 1999 appointment to US Attorney for East NY was done by then President Bill Clinton. The subsequent reappointment to US Attorney for East NY was done by President (gah) Obama, who then made her Attorney General in 2014.

    Soooo, who’s side is she more beholden to, the Clintons who got her the cherry position the first time, or Obama, who put her back in that position and pushed her higher in the food chain. Maybe that’s why it’s so hard to decide if she’s going to prosecute her former benefactor.

    The above info can be found on Wikipedia.

    Another ugly thought: My current position is as BlackBerry Server God, or at least Chief Minion for the BlackBerry Servers. In the business setting, BlackBerry servers connect to the Exchange email servers to receive and sent emails. But BlackBerry Enterprise Servers (BES) do not send the email directly to the BlackBerry phone, iPhone, or Android phone, we should be so lucky. BES servers int eh office send the emails to the BlackBerry system in Canada, where the email/calendar/messaging traffic is then routed to the appropriate cell service provider for the user’s BlackBerry. Which means that Hillary Clinton, the same one running as the (barely leading) Democratic Candidate for President, her unclassified and classified email traffic left her unsecured server in the bathroom, traveled to the BES server in an unknown location, thence to the BlackBerry Enterprise system in Canada, and finally to the BlackBerry device pictured here:

    hillary_blackberry_4

    Here:

    hillary_blackberry_3

    Here:

    hillary_blackberry_2

    Here:

    hillary_blackberry_1

    And a few hundred other places. Same blue BlackBerry. CrackBerry, as they are know. Trust BlackBerry’s encryption? I don’t. That’s why Another Agency souped one up to handle anything above Unclassified. I’ve seen and used a Secure BB in another life.And the little blue BB is NOT a secure BB by any stretch of the imagination. Wonder who built and maintained her BlackBerry Enterprise Server, and where it was secured. And if the BlackBerry Enterprise servers in Canada were secured…

     

    On the other hand, this giggle was stolen from The Lonely Libertarian:

    giveafucks

    More another day. It’s been car-crazy here.


  • A Public Fisking – Er, Frisking

    Relative to the previous posting (Not Sure of Problem)…

    Last weekend Wife and I made a quick trip from the East coast to the West coast to attend a family member’s wedding and reception. Very short three days, not much of a vacation, but good to see her family and meet more of the members.

    The wedding and receptions were both in downtown L.A. and I stood out like a Token Gringo, which I am one of a few in her family. Wife’s family is Mexican from several generations back. No issues there fortunately. But the area that the events were held were the Hispanic Ghetto, a.k.a. barrio. Lots of small houses with barred windows, messy yards, etc.

    The wedding had some Aztec prayers, then mostly Christian ceremony done in a mix of English and Spanish.

    But the highlight of the events? Getting frisked as a condition of entry into the reception hall. All of the men were patted-down, women had bags opened and inspected. I guess that there’s been problems either at that venue or in that area in general. Didn’t have any issues with the families but we didn’t stay around for the drinking and dancing part, we were pretty badly time-zone shifted.

    Getting frisked for a wedding reception. That’s a first in my book.


  • Thought for the Day

    Busy changing the plugs in buddy’s Kia Sedona. Which requires pulling the top half of the intake manifold. Not hard, just complicated, takes time and patience. Especially if you’ve never worked on a Kia or have the service manuals. Heh.

    So I leave you with this geeky thought: “Cloud computing is an amorphous concept”. Discuss amongst your selves. And help yourself to the beer, just don’t give any to the cats, they get a little weird. Evil Cats


  • Need a GIF…

    Anyone good at graphics? I need a graphic that could be shared.

    The setup: Anyone who has read Larry Corriea’s Monster Hunter series, especially the second book, Monster Hunter Vendetta, knows about the Internet Troll. They’re everywhere, just darn hard to capture and destroy. So why worry about destroying them.

    The pitch: If you are using CB, Ham, or other radio systems, you usually have a squelch setting. This changes your signal-to-noise of the receiver circuit, killing the noise while allowing (semi)clear voice to pass through.

    The swing: Someone needs to develop an “Internet Troll Squelch Control ™”. A filter, or squelch control, that the moderator can set which will filter out the trolls but allowing unfettered commenting by the “normal” folks. Something easier than “I’m not a robot” or those terrible “type in the numbers that appear above”. Terrible if you’re hungry or color-blind. If nobody can come up with the proper software to accomplish this, we at least need a graphic to represent our efforts.

    Anyone want to take up the effort? Intended for public release with proper attribution.

     

    UPDATE: Threw this together as a though:

    Internet Troll Squelch

    Although Veeshir sent me this from his blog: Gary Busey troll


  • Cinco de Mayo

    As promised yesterday…

    Most people think Cinco de Mayo exists as a Mexican holiday celebrating a victory over a French invading army. Or at least that’s what the media want you to believe.

    But now, the rest of the story:

    Most people don’t know that back in 1912, Hellmann’s mayonnaise was manufactured in England.  In fact, the Titanic was carrying 12,000 jars of the condiment scheduled for delivery in Vera Cruz, Mexico, which was to be the next port of call for the great ship after its stop in New York.

    This would have been the largest single shipment of mayonnaise ever delivered to Mexico…. But as we know….the great ship did not make it to New York….The ship hit an iceberg and sank …. and the cargo was forever lost….

    The people of Mexico, who were crazy about mayonnaise, and were eagerly awaiting its delivery …. were disconsolate at the loss….

    Their anguish was so great, that they declared a National Day of Mourning which they still observe to this day…. The National Day of Mourning occurs each year on May 5th…. and is known….of course….as Sinko de Mayo….

    Grabbed from here: http://www.guy-sports.com/humor/saints/cinco_de_mayo.htm

    Thanks for visiting, try the veal, and don’t forget to tip your wait-staff…


  • May the Fourth Be With You

    Happpy May the 4th, and let the Fourth be with You. Sorry, no pictures. Check out some of the other bloggers out there, there’s some great visuals. I’ll steal them another time.

    Yeah, terrible pun. But there’s something to be said about bad, or good, puns. Real groaners, knee-slapping sharp puns. Unlike jokes, puns tend to require thought and understanding. So, expect a pun or three here on occasion. Like when my addled brains can remember and regurgitate it accurately.

    Stand by for tomorrow’s pun. With all due respect to my wife’s sensibilities and cooking skills…