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Quest For Fire Wire

Tuesday, Nov. 30, 2004 - 6:37 a.m.

So the other day, my Apple Titanium Powerbook gets cranky. I'm using System 9.2 at the moment because I just don't have the nerve to install System 10. I also can't afford the new software. :-)

Anyway, for the last couple of days, this Ti Book has been having itself a tantrum.

Macintoshes are an awful lot like people, memory and organizationwise.

If there's a lot of stuff around, the stuff tends to get stored in random piles. And after awhile, if it's not labeled or seen, the stored stuff gets forgotten.

That's essentially what happened to my Ti Book; it forgot where things were stored, and refused to save anything else to the hard drive until what was here was dealt with.

The B Tree Catalog was royally fucked. Disk First Aid refused to fix it. Nick The Mac Guy replied to my panicked email and said that I had to slave it with a FireWire to John's G4 and fix it that way. Dismount the hard drive so it was free to be fixed.

Anyway, we didn't have a FireWire, so off we went to the Stonestown Galleria to pick one up at the Apple Store. We found a six-pin male-male FireWire for the fuckyou price of twenty dollars. This would have been ten at a CompUSA, but oh well.

We just followed the brightly-lit Apple icon once we got into the mall.

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Holy shit, six pin male male FireWires are SKINNY now!

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Retail therapy news -- there's now a Torrid store at the Stonestown Galleria! O Frabjous Day!

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It's time to bring this out for a shake!...

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And the newest star on the Walk Of Fame...

LOS ANGELES (AP) - Godzilla received a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame on Monday, 50 years after he stomped onto movie screens and hours before the premiere of his latest film, ``Godzilla: Final Wars.''

Producer Shogo Tomiyama appeared at a ceremony outside Grauman's Chinese Theatre, where the 2,271st star is located.

``I'm here representing Godzilla. Unfortunately, he cannot speak English,'' he said. ``We're very excited he is being honored in America.''

On screen, the fire-breathing sea creature was spawned by nuclear weapons testing. He made his appearance in Japanese theaters in November 1954 - while the United States was conducting nuclear tests in the South Pacific.

A version starring Raymond Burr made it to theaters in the United States two years later.

History shows again and again how nature points out the folly of man... :-)

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By the way, persistent but unsubstantiated rumors have it that tonight is the final appearance for Jeopardy! contestant Ken Jennings. I'm going to tune in just to see how he decides to end his run, if in fact tonight is the night.

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Finally, an update on yesterday's story about the inflatable Spongebob Squarepants kidnapping spree: Apparently one of the ransom notes left behind demanded Crabby Patties and fries.

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