The Caffeinated Penguin

musings of a crackpot hacker

Well, it finally happened…

Posted By on June 6, 2011

I showed my Shadowrun book to a guy at work, and even let him borrow it for a couple of days.

He returned it, and asked me “But what about all those people who take it too seriously and hanged themselves when their character died”.

Dude? Really? You play guitar in a rock band – do you really believe Alice Cooper or Ozzy Osbourne made kids do bad things?

However, he got me thinking – I know the origin of the tale is the Jack Chick “Dark Dungeons” tract, and there is a Tom Hanks movie “Mazes and Monsters”, but are there any ACTUAL documented cases of folks taking it too far?

So, it’s been a bit

Posted By on May 30, 2011

And I’ve been busy with real life, and perhaps I’ll write about all of that later. (Nothing bad, just busy – garden, house, etc.).

Anyway, I did feel the need to post about my birthday (well, several birthdays, anniversaries and Christmases and such) present which was delivered a couple weeks ago. Liz put this all together herself, and gave me one of the accessories as a present after she had paid the deposit. The present is a Geek Chic spartan table, like I blogged about here.

And so, it arrived…

Back from an unscheduled trip to Rhode Island

Posted By on April 16, 2011

Not posted before or during the trip, obviously, for reasons of operational security.

My grandfather passed away last Monday night. The wake was well attended. The funeral was on a clear, crisp spring day. Some of the local CMA chapter showed up, in support of my father and uncle who are members, and of my grandfather, who was a veteran of WWII and Korea. The processional was long – about a dozen motorcycles, glimmering in the sun with their chrome, the lead one trailing a large American flag.

We passed by the family farm, where the funeral director placed a white rose on the front steps, before we continued on to St. Theresa’s church, where the funeral was held. We then proceeded to St. Theresa’s cemetery up the street, where some naval personnel were waiting for us.

Some folks from the Navy were there, and he was laid to rest by his parish priest who was a fellow navy man himself, with military honors. (I was doing well until taps.. that always gets me).

I was going to write a little more about his life, but my father did a better job than I could in his eulogy, which I have included in its entirety below the cut.
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Glad I’m not…

Posted By on March 30, 2011

A character in a Joss Whedon series.

Angel is the vampire with a soul, loses his soul, gets his soul back, then gets killed by Buffy.

Buffy has to be the slayer, kill Angel, explain everything to her mom – and then her mom flips and she has to go off on her own for a bit.

(And that’s as far as I’ve gotten in that).

In practically every episode, one of the crew of Serenity gets landed in the infirmary.. and then two of them get killed in the feature.

Productive weekend

Posted By on March 27, 2011

Kind of a lazy about the house weekend, but with us, that doesn’t mean nonproductive:

  1. Got the oil changed on my car, the inspection sticker affixed, and some misc detail repair (the 1 to 4 power adapter is remounted, etc.).
  2. While the oil was draining, I tidied up the garage a bit.
  3. Got the seed order squared away
  4. Emptied the compost buckets
  5. Played with dog
  6. Posted the generator instructions
  7. Made bread (maple oatmeal)
  8. Cleaned up and stowed the beer equipment in the basement
  9. Cleaned up the furnace room a bit (still needs more, and I need to add some more light fixtures back there)
  10. Assembled some more minis (Behemoth, Drago, Skarre)
  11. Made chicken and dumplings
  12. Watered the plants

I think that about covers it.

Hey, Mike Rowe and Ford…

Posted By on March 26, 2011

If you want to come by and try to get me to trade in my Golf, I’m more than willing to take one of the Fords for a test drive. I mean, Ford has a whole line of nifty diesel engines and they would definitely be competitive with the Golf….

if, you know, they were sold in the US…

Icky snow

Posted By on March 7, 2011

Half inch of sleety slush, topped by an inch of slush, topped by four inches of heavy, wet snow. The tractor worked fine, but got stuck several times, even with the chains and wheel weights. In some cases, I was blowing slushy mud.

The roads aren’t much better – there’s about half an inch of slush, kept liquid only by salt. So, they’re passable, but not really good.

Snow day

Posted By on March 7, 2011

There’s half an inch of ice, topped by about four inches of snow, and coming down at a rate of an inch or two an hour. Nothing is moving, and I figured it best to stay home. Hopefully, this will be the last of it. Two days of melt and rain turn into over a foot of snow.

I’m watching Defiance, and painting minis.

This weekend was relaxing. We bottled the last of the beer – a chocolate porter, played with dog, did some electrical work (split some of the basement lights on to another switch, so they don’t all need to be on at once, and then added a couple of pot lights to another area of the basement) which I’ve been wanting to get to for awhile. The lights are now laid out correctly for the new gaming table and beer draught system (not that we have these yet, but they will come). I am also going to add another light in my office, and a couple more in the back room, so as to have more light by which to work (in both places).

On Americans and our leisure time

Posted By on February 27, 2011

I’ve been following cnn.com because of the interesting goings-on in the middle east and north Africa, an I noticed this article on why Americans don’t travel abroad. One of the things they mention is:

“There are some differences in terms of vacation time that are hugely influential,” Byrne said. Workers in mainland Europe receive between six and eight weeks of vacation, while Americans average about 16.6 paid vacation days as of 2005, according to the Families and Work Institute. Thirty-six percent of those surveyed didn’t plan to use their full vacation.

Now, I do tend to use my full vacation, but I don’t tend to travel much. Ultimately, if I did have more vacation time, I’d tend to do such things as work on my house. Take two weeks, rip out and remodel the master bathroom. Take another two weeks, add a fireplace, etc. Given more than a few days of idleness, and I get bored – I start looking for things to do. Even more than a couple days at the same “have a look at this place” and I get bored – a couple of days at Disney, and it wears off. Even more than a couple of days at a gaming convention, and I’m ready to be done and back home. The only vacation I can recall of which this didn’t set in for quite awhile was my honeymoon with Liz – and that was likely because it was varied enough to keep me from getting bored. Each day was a new town, and a different activity – hiking and exploring one day, horseback riding another, fishing at a third.

Further, the difference between work and play for me is subtle – play is painting miniatures, reading books, working on cars or in the garden, playing with dog, or cooking food – all activities involving the doing of things. Even recreation, I’d be happy to go hunting or fishing – and since I live in a place where people from downstate come to do this, I’d just coordinate my vacation with a friend who has a boat, or buy myself some kayaks or whatnot – if you’re assuming a transatlantic flight + vacation for two, buying a couple of kayaks and getting some fishing licenses seems a bargain in comparison. For that matter, if we wanted to “get away from it all”, it’s easy enough to pitch a tent down by our creek – it’s not like you can see the house from there anyway.

I’d be curious to know how many people are like this, and I wouldn’t be surprised if it is quite a few. Perhaps the difference between Americans and mainland Europe is that a larger proportion of Americans own houses and adjacent property, so they tend to take the time to work on them.

All that said, I wouldn’t complain of a couple more weeks of vacation time. Indeed, that was one of my populist ideas to stimulate the economy. Rather than paying for people’s unemployment, etc. if you mandate something like 40 days of vacation time (double for most of us – my company gives 18 days PTO. This includes holidays, sick time, etc.), it forces companies to hire more people to take up the slack. Now, I’m not certain if this is actually a good idea, it’s just an idea.

Living with choices

Posted By on February 20, 2011

Watched a documentary called Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room. Now, even though I was alive during the Enron scandal, I was not really affected by it, as I was still in college and didn’t have much in the way of assets, so the depths to which these guys had gone was really surprising. I mean, I always knew it was like a real life Wall Street, but I didn’t realize they took it to the level of market manipulation. Electricity prices too low? Call up a powerplant and ask them nicely to have an “unscheduled maintenance” outage for a couple of hours.

Now, all that said, that wasn’t what really struck me. What struck me was:

  1. These guys were doing for real what my D&D group joked about. See, we were a bunch of scientists, engineers and math majors – with a couple of history, politics, and business guys thrown in for good measure. Together, we cooked up this interesting thought experiment where we would:
    1. Get a job at some big megacorp.
    2. Run it in to the ground, while stashing a pile of money in offshore accounts, untouchable by US authorities, all before you’re 30.
    3. Go to prison for 10-20 years
    4. Retire at 50 with all the money you stashed away.
    5. (This is, of course, the general object of Crunch.
  2. However, the real thing which hit me was the suicide of Cliff Baxter. Basically, the guy couldn’t live with what he’d done and all the scrutiny, so he shot himself in his car. The discussion on the documentary was that he had seen his life’s work destroyed and couldn’t live with it. This bit really hits home, for a couple of reasons.
    1. Firstly, it just strikes me as all his priorities are messed up. I simply don’t hang that much stake on my career. I put it in my craft, certainly, but it’s not the same. Further, my life is my home, my family, etc.
    2. Secondly, it is a reminder that you need to be able to live with yourself and the choices you make. It really doesn’t matter how “successful” you are if you end up eating your own gun. This is why I keep asking hard questions at places I’ve worked. Someone needs to ask them, and there are just too many yes-men these days.