i am with great satisfaction watching the extremely slow-ass pxe-booting of a server off the suse install server i’ve got on my workstation.
i will never manually swap CDs again! also, beer and watching soccer is conducive to setting up linux install servers. i’m just sayin’.
it’s been a very long time since i’ve been arsed to do a blog quiz/meme/whatever the hell. so, in honor of that, this, gacked from the lovely and talented 
candyaddicted:
okay. i admit i’ve kinda contributed to the whining all season long myself, as brandon’s sort of been my pet rookie (oh, c’mon, pixie ears!), the starting rotation has been sort of hit or miss (…putting it mildly), brandon was stunning last year at the end of the regular season and in the postseason, and he’s been very good this year on several occasions — and also i just really like the funny very tall man, but jesus h. bob the management has said and said and said they’re not moving him into the regular starting rotation and if i log on to another damn whitesox forum and see people screeching about putting mccarthy in the rotation now i’m going to start kneecapping me some fanboys. dude, they said no, now let’s move on with our lives and get back to bitching about javy vasquez and the fact that freddy was robbed last night and how the twins are going down, all right?
my sympathy is with Scott Merkin on this one.
dear sabrina:
when bill calls you up and demands to know if you are watching the sox game, and you put it on and learn that freddy garcia is in the process of throwing what will turn out to be seven and two thirds perfect innings, do not think to yourself, “this would be a good time to get in some knitting,” because what happens is you lose track of what the hell you’re supposed to be doing and have to laboriously tink back two rows of really persnickety mohair-esque yarn because you really, really can’t knit even ridiculously simple lace (by “lace” i mean it has a few yarnovers and a couple of ssks) and watch baseball at the same time.
even if the sox are taking the angels to school.
love,
–sabrina.
or the fact that i got up at oh god thirty in the morning to get to work for an 0600 shift, or my coworkers’ interest infecting me by osmosis, but i find myself more than regularly interested in the soccer game on television. (yes, folks, we’ve discovered what justifies turning off cnbc for the workday: championship football. er, soccer. hey, dammit, all the announcers are saying football, it seeps in, okay? besides, it’s not like i like (american) football, anyways.)
the only problem is i cannot choose which team out of this matchup to support. all my typical determinants in sports matches where i have no compelling reason to support either side are evenly matched: pop culture (doctor who nine wanted to play for man united and i really like “life on mars,” which is set in manchester; but doctor who ten is from scotland and is arguably my favorite doctor of the two), beverages (england has beer but scotland has scotch! pick just one?! i can’t do it!), or personal experience (i like glasgow and glaswegians, but i’m entertained by a lot of mancunians and plan to visit there as well one of these days). even watching the players for klutzy moves and mocking them isn’t helping me out, since apparently the pitch is wet because they keep slipping and falling all over the place, and they all appear to be rather good players. i think maybe i’ll just cheer for everybody. yay! you scored on a penalty shot! yay! you got a yellow card! yay, you fell on your ass! YAAAAAAAY! (hey, at least i’m not singing any football songs.) ((yet.)) ETA: bill mocks me for supporting man u at all. it is “like rooting for the house in blackjack.” but the glaswegians had stupid uniforms!
