Just say “no” to fish

To the person who found my site by searching for “addiction to raw salmon“: I hope you find help soon.

They say that salmon is a gateway fish to other raw seafoods. You see them every day down on East Hastings Street… the sea urchin addicts and octopus junkies. The worst are the ones who stumble around looking for the next hit of mackerel. It is a very sad thing.

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“Please sit back and relax…”

“… while Windows 98 installs on your computer.” Huh. The Linux installer didn’t want me to relax.

On the other hand, I’d hate to guess how many times I’ve seen these annoyingly-friendly screens. I think I’ve installed Windows (of any version) close to a hundred times. Literally.

I think of these installer sreens as an exercise in patience. It’s a chance to pause and reflect on things. Very zen.

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7:45 – Why am I doing this?

Many people would have given up long ago. But no. I’m still here, despite the fact that Linux is a big pile of steaming poo.

After reinstalling and choosing the graphical interface and standard VGA 640×480, it boots to the console prompt. Typing xstart launches the GUI in a weird video mode still. Considering the window option. That is, heaving the effing machine out of.

6:00 – “Run, runner!”

The continuing story of my Linux installation…

In desperation (and ignorance), I’m restarting the installation. AGAIN!

To pass the time, I’m playing my Logan’s Run DVD. Wow. It’s been a year since my palm started flashing. I keep looking over my shoulder to see if Michael York is after me.

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