Rightous Anger – Page 4

Radio Dramas:

Smokler on March 4, 2005

I seem to have spoken too soon. On Tuesday, I programmed Radio Time to record 12 different shows. As of this morning, after seven failures, it successfully recorded one. Among the many excuses it gave me were…

1. "Radio Time Does Not Recognize this File Format" (A Windows Media file).

2. "User Stopped Recording" (User stopped the strem from KTUI in Missouri after it had played for 2:45 minutes to record Marketplace, a 30 minute show).

3. "Incomplete Recording" (?)

Also Radio Time does not recognize my login name and password when I use a Safari or Firefox broswer. Further, even though I’ve checked "quiet record" as a setting, it still turned itself on this morning at 9 to record "This American Life," waking both Suzan and I as well as the cat.

I put all these grievances in an email to Radio Time and set it off. I heard back from them this morning asking for my login name and password which just seemed weird. Should they begin with some more elemental questions like "What operating system are you using?" or "Is the computer parked next to a space heater? And because I get obsessive about nonsense like this, I called their support line. It rang and rang until the operator told me that if I’d like to make a call, I should hang up and try again. After I did that, she had a beach in Idaho to sell me.

Did I mention that the first line of text on the support page is "Support for Radio Time is easy"? Perhaps I should have.

Calling all Bay Area Photographers:

Smokler on February 14, 2005

SFist reports that recently a Bay Area photographer was arrested for taking pictures inside MUNI, our local subway system. The photographer was violating precisely zero laws and since the the MUNI is city property, the taking of pictures is protected by the First Amendment.

In protest, SFist’s editor Jackson West is organizing a “Shoot In” this Saturday at noon at the Emarcadero station. Be there with camera and Muni fare in hand. Details here.

Sick, Sad, CNN:

Smokler on December 28, 2004

In an absolutely disguisting display of what news companies think they have to do for a fresh headline, CNN has decided to cover how the tsumani in Southeast Asia had ruined vacations for celebrities. Ruined vacations for celebrities. 59,000 people are dead and this is where CNN devotes their resources.

Repulsive (via Waxy.org).

Gay Marriage Amendment Defeated:

Smokler on July 14, 2004

Thank God.

Rude Welcoming:

Smokler on June 8, 2004

I arrived home yesterday to discover that my laptop (Apple iBook G4) will power up but the screen stays completely black. Before I take it to the Apple store in Union Square or hurl it from the roof, does anyone have a solution to this?

Update: Went to the Apple Store who cleaned out my VRAM, updated the firmware and solved the problem in five minutes. Now that’s what I call service.

Burning Somewhere Else:

Smokler on June 12, 2003

I’m missing Burning Man this year, for my younger brother’s wedding. No real regrets but good bloggers like the kids at Boing Boing keep rubbing it in. Grrrrr.

Waiting…

Smokler on June 9, 2003

I have a lot to say. I’m just not ready to say it yet. Hold on a sec…

It. Is. Done.

Smokler on April 13, 2003

The CD’s are put away, snoozing happily in their wall unit. The undesirables have been squirreled away in a cabinet. I’m now listening to CD #1 in the alphabetical, a .38 Special greatest hits album. Numbers come before letters.

Stop laughing.

So it only took 36 hours. And hopefully I won’t have to do it again until the next earthquake.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled life.

“T” is for Tail (as in chasing it…)

Smokler on April 13, 2003

I just approached letter “T” while listening to myself on the radio. The self-indulgance is stupifying.

E is for Exhaustion…

Smokler on April 13, 2003

I just got home from a party where I ran into my friend Tantek who warned me that “organizing your CD’s is not a one-day project.” I opened the front door when I got home and prompty put away the letter “E.” Since I’m clearly insane, I’m now going to bed.