Author: Wil

Big news coming to this space, in the next 24 hours.
Update: . . . and deal.
This is so awesome, and I’m so excited, I don’t know where to begin. I’ll have to write more about it tomorrow, though. I’ve been writing without a break for almost twelve hours, and I seriously need to get away from the damn computer.

Back when I installed Debian, I backed up my entire old /home directory into /home/oldmachine/ and promised myself I’d get to it later.
Well, today, apparently, was later. I cleaned up a ton of duplicate and out-dated files (I had WWdN backed up in four different places. Yeah, that makes sense . . . thank god I know how to use diff) and felt very satisfied when I was done. I suddenly found myself with a nice, organized filesystem. No more chasing those goddamn rabbits with locate for me, George!
I guess it felt really good to clean up the virtual workspace, because before I even realized I was doing it, I had pulled four of my five desk drawers out, and started cleaning them up. Holy crap, did I have a lot of stuff in there that I don’t even know why I saved . . . there were a few bittersweet items in there, which I will hopefully be able to turn into a nice bit of writing.
In my second drawer, all the way in the back beneath a stack of Obey Giant stickers, I found one of those two-sided CD sleeves, and it had three CDs in it: on one side, I had an early draft of Just A Geek in .sxw format, and in the other side I had Bob Marley’s Exodus and Primus’ Pork Soda.
Though it’s been all REM all the time for the last 36 hours, I’ve been listening to Pork Soda today . . . and I forgot what a fucking brilliant album this is. Now I have to go dig through all my CDs (I never get rid of them, so I’ve accumulated about 10,000 since I bought Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me back in the 1990) and find Sailing the Seas of Cheese. Man, Primus sucks!

Perhaps we’ll have some fun tonight so stick around and take a bite of life
We don’t need feebleness in this proximity . . .

Anne is spending the day with her friend and her friend’s daughter, out at some health club that’s allegedly got a really nice set of swimming pools. She just called me and said, “I know you’re writing, but I just had to tell you — I’m sitting here between a little kid pool, and the regular pool, and there are these two little girls in the little kid pool. One of them just said to the other, ‘Well, I don’t want to pee in this pool. Let’s go into the big people pool.’ And they did.”
“So I guess you’re not swimming today?” I said.
“Probably not.” She said.
“Unless you go in the little kid ool,” I said. “I hear that there’s no ‘P’ in it.”
“You did not just say that,” She said.
“Hey, they don’t swim in your toilet . . .”
“I’m hanging up now,” she said. I could hear a smile in her voice. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”

All you Family Guy fans, get ready to have a sexy party:

LOS ANGELES (Hollywood Reporter) – “Family Guy” creator Seth MacFarlane is preparing his long-awaited direct-to-DVD movie based on the exploits of his cartoon clan for a Sept. 27 release.
“It’s been an enormous undertaking to juggle this with doing 35 new episodes of the show, but we think it turned out great,” MacFarlane said of the film, his first full-length feature, and the first direct-to-video ever made off a television franchise.
The 83-minute, unrated “Family Guy Presents Stewie Griffin: The Untold Story” ($29.98) is based on the animated series MacFarlane created for Fox Television in the late 1990s. The irreverent series, aimed at adults rather than kids, went on the air in early 1999 and was canceled in 2003, only to be resurrected last month after an overwhelming demand for the show on DVD.

I’d like to take a moment on this beautiful Sunday morning to wish my dad a Happy Father’s Day. I love you, Dad.
And a Happy Father’s Day to all you other dads out there, especially my fellow stepdads. I don’t know what it’s like for you guys, but Father’s Day always feels a little weird for me, because it’s the only day in the entire year that I really feel like I’m just the backup goalie.
So, from one stepdad to another, I salute you, my brothers. 🙂