OK so it turns out that while Leopard is mighty, it’s not going to rewrite my computing experience. Hmm, how best to put this?

It feels a little half-baked. They had some great ideas to increase usability, but they didn’t really put it through the paces from an end-user’s standpoint. And in other arenas, it would seem that they gave up on increasing usability to add flash. The Dock springs to my mind, though honestly I don’t think that it’s nearly the bother that everyone else makes it out to be; I think by and large there’s a lot of people that are just resistant to change. I kind of like the new looks, honestly, though I would agree they went flash before substance on it.

My biggest complaint is how it connects to other computers on the same network. Wait wiat wait, let me rephrase that: how it doesn’t connect to other machines on a network. Yeah, that’s better.

On our old machines with the older OS, it wasn’t as easy to see other machines on a network, but you could connect to them even if they had firewalls up for safety reasons. In the new OS, even though it’s easier to find the machines to connect to, if they have a firewall up for protection, absolutely cannot connect to them.

Seems Apple farced something up somewhere. To me, that’s kind of a big booboo. We tell people that they should have the firewall to protect themselves on the internet, but then when they set that up, we break functionality they were expecting… They need to fix this!



So, uh, Yeah, got the little beast
Might have forgot to mention it earlier, but I both ordered & received my new laptop. Decided on the black model of the MacBook because I figured it would wear better, as well as have a higher resale value later. They’re fast, they’re sleek, but MAN! Do I wish it was easier to move things over just the way you want. I spent the better part of last night moving everything and making it just the way I wanted – Fresh, but with all my old documents, mail, music, etc.

It seems they make it easy enough to start fresh, and easy enough to keep all your old stuff, but not easy enough to do both.



Almost sold the old Big Beast
So the nice thing about a laptop & wireless internet is that I can go about anywhere to do these things. So last night as I was getting hungry, I decided to drop into The Girl’s work and have her serve me some free food. I do this often.

No point telling you about much else, other than I was computing on newbie, getting it all set up, and The Girl comes and asks how much I want for the old one. Yay, right? Well not really.

The guy who wanted it has a background which I will share a bit of. He’s a freaking drunk (guess he didn’t used to be, but we’re all here & now, baby) bartender, and about 3 weeks ago decided it would be a good idea to stick a finger in MY Fiancé’s mouth. Yeah. So needless to say, once I find this out, the Big Beast is no longer for sale. I’m not one of those people that forgives & forgets. Well, let me clarify: I can forgive & forget, but there needs to be acceptance of wrongdoing and the attempt to make right. This jerkoff has done neither, instead just sort of ignoring his actions. Look, you don’t get to be a freaking prick and then just pretend nothing ever happened, and be all chummy-chummy with the peeps you wronged. Not with me, anyway.

So yeah, I’m not your buddy, I’m not your friend, I’m not going to smile & wave politely, and I’m sure as hell not going to sell you one of my prized possessions, because as far as I’m concerned, your money isn’t worth my toilet paper, shithead. I wouldn’t sell you ice in the desert. I wouldn’t sell you firewood during winter. I, uh… let’s see… I wouldn’t sell you my laptop if you wanted it.

So maybe that title was bit misleading, ‘cuz I guess I wasn’t even close to selling it. Who’d have thunk?



So wait, he did what? And you’ve done…..?
Nothing thus far. See, I’m new here, it’s a small town, and I would like to continue living here. Somehow, I don’t think I could beat up some asswipe on one side of town, and then keep my job smiling at old people on the other side of town. I don’t see it happening, unless properly provoked.

And for those of you that think his actions constitute “properly provoked,” I on one hand agree, but realistically, I can’t just walk in two days later (the next time he worked) and reach across the bar and slap some fool. Well I could, but the cops would scream premeditation, and thus I wouldn’t be keeping my job smiling at old people.

Funny though, last night I had a chance to make him a smear on my tire. As I left, I guess he didn’t get the hint that it wasn’t for sale, and ran outside to try and flag me down.

[cue bad western music]
...and there I was, in an old west-style showdown, me in the 4runner on one side of the row, him in some ugly-ass shoes on the other side, looking like a drunk prick standing on a mountain of Jell-O during an earthquake…. Draw, pardner…
[/bad western music]

But again, I don’t see how I can hit & run a PERSON after the fact, and still keep my job smiling at old peeps.

Damn old peeps….

Peace.

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