Upgrade

I finally upgraded my RAM on the home PC.... not sure how I made it this far on ONLY 128 Mb RAM... kinda like limping along on the freeway on the way to the pow wow at 40 mph with 1/16th tank of gas.... not cool.

Anyways, I finally got disgusted with the whole thing and added another 128 Mb... not exactly supersized, but maybe it can qualify as a happy meal in another digital world.

Now don't laugh me out of the house, but here's the rest of the sad story....

I have:

Model: Compaq Presarrio - wrong b/c it's proprietary vs. open standards.
Processor: Intel 1.2 Ghz Celeron - wrong b/c I should have a Pentium
RAM: 256 Mb (after upgrading) - wrong b/c I need at least a gig.
OS: XP Home - wrong b/c it's Windows vs. Open Source

*Sigh*

I guess if there is any good news, I at least have a T-1 and a Cisco Router to keep me connected to the world at 1.5 Mbps.

WTF?

Somebody please tell me it's not just me... somebody, anybody, tell me that the urge to go online is normal. I mean look at me. I have not been home for more than an hour and here I am.

They say the first step to recovery is admission. Ok, so I admit it. I am powerless over technology. Now what?

Technology Jones

Haha... check this out. My horoscope for today.... too funny after yesterday's blog!

"Some quality time alone with yourself, or, if you're attached, with your one and only, is definitely in order. That means you need to do something to start with that's particularly tough for you: disconnecting the electronic devices -- including, but not limited to the pager, the cell phone, the Blackberry, the beeper and even the landline. After all, if someone you love needs you, you know they'll leave a message. And if worse comes to worst, you'll find out later."

I guess that means no blogging today.... after this. Dammit! If I start Jonesin' I may need some help to get through this...

Suggestions anyone?

;o)
Y/T, Rezilla

Freeka Geek

Ok... I will confess.. I am a geek. Not a descendant of a geek. Not a half breed, one of my parents was really cool kinda geek. But a full-blooded laptop carrying, MCP certified geek.

I used to tell people I'm not really a geek, I just play one at work.... because that's what they pay me to do.

Call it denial or whatever you will, but I never wanted to admit to myself or any other human being my technology habits .

I wanted to believe that I was really this cool person after hours when they weren't paying me to do geeky things, think geeky thoughts.

I wanted to think that I'm no different than the average Joe... the one who clocks out, goes home, eats dinner, and, uh... does whatever average Joe does after hours. That's the person I imagined myself to be. That's the person I wanted you to believe I was...

But truth be known, I am not the average Joe... even when I am off the clock, I find that somewhere down in my little digital heart my mind is never too far from technology... dying to check my e-mail, update my website, text message someone, write in my blog, blah blah blah..... there is no end to my digital mind.

I can't say for sure how it all began, but I'm almost certain it's roots can be traced back to my high school days... and the day I did all my tattoos.... in the dorm room... during study hour... because I didn't need to study... because I always made the honor roll anyway.... because I was bored and my idle brains needed something to do... and besides, everyone else was doing it.... well not everyone else, but at least two other people so that made it ok.

It started because they were making all these cool little tattoos with their sweeties names inside of crooked hearts... and I wanted to fit in... so I made some tattoos of my own.... and not knowing what to do next after writing my name I simply made dots. Dots for every one of my fingers..... and one of my wrists, finishing with a little "o" on my left arm.

It's strange to think how this could all be connected to the person I am today, but knowing what I know now, I can almost be sure the url's and e-mail addresses were sure to come....

If only study hour would have been an hour longer.

NDN Soap

Friday night, November 4th, 2005
10:38 pm Tulsa time... 8:39 pm rez time

Yes... I blog on Friday nights. No... I'm not drunk blogging. Yes... I'm that damn techie. Oh yeah... I'm also just feeling that damn lazy too. It's my gift to myself after having another long week of being on travel.

I just got back from Tulsa for those of you who didn't see me there. You know, for the NCAI annual convention...

Some people think it's cool all the traveling I do, but for me the best day is always coming home. I don't know about anyone else, but I can never sleep in hotel rooms. The beds are always too hard, rooms too cold, and the coffee never fails to suck. Not to mention every airport, hotel, and rental car begins to look the same after a while.

There really is no place like the HUD. Where else are you going to find cozy worn out furniture that only matches because of the kool-aid stains? Where else do you get visitors all day long who don't really come to visit, but are only interested in
using the phone, the computer, or grabbing some food and pepsi from the fridge? Where else do you get to have 10 dogs roaming in your yard at any given time, when you actually only own two? Where else you going to find pendleton blankets
hanging in half the windows in the neighborhood cuz curtains were too expensive or got torn down? Yes, people... strange as it sounds... the HUD has it all.

So you might ask yourself why I would ever want to leave.... ha ha, question I ask myself all the time. Well, it has something to do with my enthusiasm for communication technology. You see, I'm not really a geek or anything, but since they pay me to do it I try my best to play the part. Sometimes all I ever want to travel for is that great new pair of sunglasses in the hotel gift shop. You know, the pink ones I always manage to buy. OOOPS... I gave away a trade secret... now you know why council members travel so much. That and all the travel size soaps and shampoos they get to put in their pow wow bags.

Yes, it's all about the soap.... NDN soap that is! Where else but in today's modern age do you get to argue with your own tribal members one day, hop on a plane, go to a conference, meet with a national committee and aruge that day with numerous
different other tribal members over things that non-techies couldn't even dream of? It's a modern age, it's a digital age, and yet we haven't forgotten how to simply "argue." We haven't shed the "drama," despite the lies we tell our hotel mirrors.

We simply pack it up nice and neatly next to all our minature soaps, shampoos, and funky sunglasses and haul it to the next meeting in some far away state--to pull it out at the next Telecom meeting. Funny thing is, we never use the soaps or
shampoos. We will, however, use the funky sunglasses when we fly to the next argument, I mean "meeting." And when its all done and over with, we'll all take pictures with each other smiling for our camera phones showing off our best IHS dental work to make up for all the stuff that really doesn't add up to the price of NDN relations.

Yes... It's good to be a geek or techie or a digital NDN, and I wouldn't trade it for all the shampoos in my pow wow bag! Afterall, techies are people too, you know. We aren't all just 0's and 1's. We do have feelings, some more tender than others.

Besides, I'm not mean; you're just a sissy!

Chips Ahoy!