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It’s raining poo!

Lincoln Adams | July 25, 2007 @ 12:33 am

“We’re getting new computers!” Mick rubbed his hands together, barely able to contain his boyish glee.

“It’s about fricking time,” I said. We had been due for a major revamp of our network for the longest time now. In fact we were still using terminals that were older than me for our work here. The new network though promised to bring us brand spankin’ new computers, consolidate all our antiquated databases, and eliminate at least half of our workload. It was the kind of thing we could have only dreamt about, but it looked like it was finally going to become reality.

Several tech guys showed up with cables, and one of them discussed the new setup with Mick.

“Yeah we’re gonna replace these two terminals here, should happen in a couple of weeks or so.”

“Don’t forget we need an extra computer too. We have five guys here and four computers. That’s just not gonna work.”

The tech guy just ignored me and continued chatting with Mick. I seem to be getting a lot of that lately. Am I dead or something?

The tech guys started removing shingles to wire some cables through in preparation for our upgrade. One of them removed a shingle over the desk behind me….

And a flood of mouse droppings came pouring down.

“Sh–!!!”

It was everywhere. On our fax machine, the computer, court papers, the keyboard… just… everywhere.

We had a problem with this before, and basically nothing had been done about it. But now we were approaching critical mass. I mean seriously, does someone need to drop dead from mice poisoning here before people start to give a flying leap?

What truly depressed me though was the look on my coworkers’ faces. This look of defeatism, the sad reality that nothing they said would ever make a difference. They just stood there, shrugging their shoulders while the sky rained its pellet sized crap on us. Their tired eyes revealed virtually no will to fight.

Screw that. These bastards are gonna get a war from me. Let the poo fly, cuz it… is… ON.

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I just wanna feel validated

Lincoln Adams | July 8, 2007 @ 5:16 pm

I recently noticed Windows Live Writer evidently doesn’t give two flying leaps about XHTML validation, judging by the code it’s been outputting every time I write a post. (Ironically enough I’m writing this post using Live Writer as well.)

Really, is it too much to ask that the break tag be outputted as “
” instead of “
“? I mean seriously, is that just too @#$% much to ask???

All the blog experts tell me how important it is to validate your posts. Validation will make it easier for search engines to crawl my site. Validation will lighten server load and make my blog run faster. Validation will make all the ubergeeks running Konquerer on their Linux boxes smile. Validation will clear the skies and bring out the sunshine. Validation will cure cancer and find me the girl of my dreams.

Screw this.

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One Man Blogging Show

Lincoln Adams | June 12, 2007 @ 10:13 pm

As I travel around the blogosphere, I’ve come across numerous tips and advice on how to successfully blog and develop a strong readership. Some of it involves developing a community of friends on social networks that could potentially bring an onslaught of massive traffic to your site. This can be done once you establish a mini-network of friends who can collectively Digg, Stumble or Reddit your blogging content, with you of course agreeing to do the same for them in return (sort of a you scratch my back, I’ll shave yours arrangement).

Some people can be really good at this for whatever reason. Me on the other hand… I can’t make friends in real life, I’m supposed to do it on here? My ass. I begged just ONE acquaintance of mine to stumble my blog so I could get a boost in traffic and of course I got blown off. Obviously this isn’t going to be a winning strategy for me right now. Ahhhhh, if only I were a hot babe, how easier this would all be…..

But anyway…

A few of the blogging experts I’ve encountered also recommended getting an outside web designer to develop the look of your blog for you (and also assist in optimizing it for search engines). Look, I don’t want no designer touching my private goomie gammies, capice? The thought of a third party having access to my code like that just doesn’t give me any warm and fuzzy thoughts, ya know?

But I can understand the rationale behind it. Blogging, or rather, professional blogging is HARD work. You’re basically doing the work of three people largely because it’s a three pronged process: promotion, maintenance and content building, all of which can be full time jobs unto themselves. And because I spent so much time on the former two for the past couple of weeks, I left myself little time for the latter.

Obviously, that will have to change as I try to find a way to balance these three aspects to blogging. But now I’m sorely tempted to just say “You know what? Screw it, it’s time I started BLOGGING, PERIOD.” It doesn’t matter that I still don’t really know who I am as a person, much less what the hell my niche should be. I think I need to just get up and go, and let the words flo’. Maybe this way I’ll somehow be able to create something coherent and interesting enough to attract a readership larger than the 5 people who regularly visit the NPR website.

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Up Yours, Google!

Lincoln Adams | May 12, 2007 @ 9:30 pm

So… you took a recent look at my blog and decided I was unworthy of your attention and love by reducing my PageRank to a mere “2.” And why? Because I don’t blog 50 posts a day? Because I’m not spending every waking minute keeping my site fresh with new content so your finicky little bots can all have a little something tasty to chomp on? Well screw you.

Lemme tell you something Big Boy: maybe I was a little busy a’ight? Maybe I wanted to take a short hiatus while I focused on real life before I got back to blogging. Did you ever think of that, huh?? Noooooo, all you care about is what’s HIP and happening, and if I ain’t all that with some brand new bling bling you ain’t never seen before, then you won’t even look at me cross eyed.

You think you alllllllll that, just cuz everyone loooooves to Google, and no one can find nuttin’ unless you tells them where to look. Well I got news for you buddy boy! I don’t need your stinking love. I can spread the word about my home on the web other ways. I got connections, bro. People in high places. You can’t keep me down forever, cause I am OUT THERE and there is no putting me back. Deal with THAT, you skanky ho bag excuse for a search engine. I am DONE with you.

Now if you’ll pardon me, I need to go check my Gmail.

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