Patrick Says

I listen to a couple of podcasts. One of them is a daily podcast called ‘Tech News Today’. It’s a round-up of tech stories for the day and a good way to keep up with what’s going on in technology, even if I don’t actually have a tech blog.

Anyway, the host, Tom Merritt, mentioned during one of the shows that he named his laptop Martha Jones, after Freema Agyeman’s character from the ‘Doctor Who’ series. I thought this was cool. Of course, if I named my phone, I’d go with Rose Tyler.

Back to Tom. Apparently, he names all his gadgets.

Ziggy - The Original Android Phone

Okay, back to naming gadgets. Martha Jones isn’t that great a name for a gadget, is it? For that matter, neither is Rose Tyler. Because the Doctor’s companions aren’t really the brains in the operation. My phone can navigate places, tell me any piece of information, entertain me, allow me constant contact with anyone. Seems like if anything, Ziggy from ‘Quantum Leap’ would be a better choice. (See picture at right.)

It doesn’t take an expert in customer service jobs to figure this out. You want to use the brainy names for your brainy devices. So, good Android phone names would be HAL, Dr. Theopolis or the best name for a device ever, R2-D2.

Why do I blog? Why does anybody blog?

It’s one of those questions I ask myself about three times a year. Mostly, it’s when I’m in a rut (like now) and the posts aren’t all that funny or informative or any kind of good. I worry about why you read this at all. I sometimes post polls to try and figure it out. But really, I’m missing the point.

The reason I blog is me.

I think people blog because deep down, they feel like they need to tell the world something, even if that ‘world’ is a blog no one reads. It’s about putting it out there even if just to see it for yourself. ‘They’ say that people that talk to themselves are mental. If that’s true, then I’m mental because I have always talked to myself. Some of the best discussions I’ve ever had were with me. I think that’s healthy. Sometimes, just giving a real voice to an idea can help you flush out whether it’s valid or just crap.

So, I will blog. And eventually, they’ll stop beating s**t posts and start being informative or funny or whatever works for this site. Just hang tight…

Sometimes, writing a blog post can seem like a monumental task. Lately, it’s been like that for me. I’m not sure why. I want to write. I just seem to be running low on the motivation to sit down and write.

I did get all the plugins set up for Dragonfly Porno. No actual porno. It’s just my writing blog. I have no real content there yet, but it is ready to go once the inspiration hits.

Otherwise, I guess it’s up to me. Write or be forgotten. So I need to put down the laundry, stop reading reviews of compact digital cameras, move over to the keyboard and get it started.

Ready…Set…GO!

Time for a quick lunchtime post? Sure! Why not!

I think George Lucas hates fat people. Which is weird because he’s not exactly thin by any stretch of the imagination. So, what got me to this conclusion? Too much Adapexin-P? Nope. Here’s what. In ‘Return of The Jedi’, Luke takes off Anakin’s headpiece so Anakin can ‘look on you with my own eyes’. Luke pops the clips and takes off half the helmet.

Fat people (especially me) can develop something called sleep apnea. As I understand it, my fatness pushes down my breathing airway when I lay down and I stop breathing repeatedly while I sleep. There is a machine that can help fix that. And guess who you look kind of like when you’re wearing the headpiece?

See what I mean? Thanks, George!

I realize I owe you people a real post.

Lately, it’s been a lot of quick video embeds or a funny picture and I’d like to apologize, but I can’t. Because real life has gotten in the way. And real life always trumps the blog. The Wife has been home for quite a bit of time now. It’s a lot of work keeping her home, but the boys need this to happen. So, that’s good.

I did my taxes and was exhilirated at the amount of my refund. I’m not going to run out and buy waffle irons or lingerie, but I can definitely pay off some bills. Which is good, because the stupid cars are breaking down left and right. We need a new car, but just can’t swing much of a monthly payment and no bank is going to loan my broke ass any money. So, one of my cars will be perpetually parked at Camdup Racing (for all your domestic automotive needs).

That’s about it for now. Let’s see how long it takes me to go insane.