Given the lackluster history of recent Star Trek films (and my own eye rolling disdain for anything 'New Generation') I sneered when I first heard they were making a new film - this one set when Jim & the crew were but at the Academy. This news reached me during the height of my 'this-six-degrees-of-separation-in-every-television-show-is-bullshit' phase, which I further projected onto this movie, possibly unfairly (though the director of the film is responsible for my feelings on the subject what with his television shows I based my ire upon).
And while I still don't know anything about the movie plot-wise, and the news snippets announcing which up-and-coming actor was going to play which character well...I don't really know any of these guys so wasn't motivated by the news. But when I ran across these pics, I couldn't help but think they were pulling out all the stops. Even assuming asininity is at the core of getting excited over promo pics, for the first time since the 1979 Motion Picture, I'm excited about seeing a Star Trek movie. I'm going to listen to Battlestations when I get home today.
Spock reminds me of
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Nextel had just released their first-gen "push-to-talk" phones and Space and Naval Warfare Command had passed them out to us. These were the models before today's "Alert" function which allow you to accept an incoming transmission. Remember those? Anyone could press their walkie-talkie button and begin speaking out of your phone.
As it turns out, I spent most of my day that day in the server room, so my phone was turned all the way up. My wife and I were walking, it was a bright, still evening and the weather was perfect. Now, had the Stennis or Kitty Hawk had a problem, I'd have been ok. But no. We were directly in front of a large family enjoying a cookout at one of the nearby pavilions when the Nextel announces at full volume, "ERIC, THERE'S A PROBLEM ON THE USS ENTERPRISE, PLEASE REPORT IN."
Yeah, the entire pavilion went quiet and they all stared at me.
They thought I was playing Star Trek.

My guys are getting really tired of me treating the office as the bridge of a federation starship (yes, they call me, "Captain" well...everyone but Carla) so this morning I was going to call in on my drive and have them put me on speakerphone so I could announce, "Hello Angles." in my best 'Charlie' voice. I think I'll put the whole Star Trek thing on hold for awhile and take on the Charles Townsend Agency persona.
Even with "Moderate Safe search On" it is not a good idea to search for "Rob Lowe" even if you're innocently searching for "Number 2" pics of a young Robert Wagner. That is, unless you want to see his crank. Trust me on this.
Edited another Wikipedia entry this morning.
WSUS is Microsoft's proprietary patch management & deployment system. However Microsoft does not release all of their patches to be WSUS compliant. I don't understand that.
You would think that if the State government required liability insurance on vehicles, they would be prepared to provide said insurance.
I have a lot to say on a subject, and I had a screen capture to prove it, which I have since lost. My arch-nemesis over at xanaga, TheTheologiansCafe has recently had a hate campaign start against him. These morons, who are apparently upset at his rein of xanga's "Featured Content" (which appears based upon eProps and number of comments) have been spamming the everliving shit out of his site with rude comments. Whereas he normally gets just over 200 comments a post, he now has thousands of comments per post - Their excessive behavior is actually driving the site to the goal they wish to rid it of! I find that fascinating.
I am also ready to reveal my opinion on net-neutrailty:
If money-making corporations are to compensate ISP's for providing internet, we might as well...
- Pay aircraft manufacturers for any profit rec'd overseas if a salesman uses their transportation to seal the deal in person by flying there.
- Pay clothing designers and manufactures for business contracts won based even if just loosely based in part because they looked professional.
- Pay computer manufacturers proceeds from stock due to high-uptimes and no missed SLA's.
- Pay colleges for high-profit inventions by former students they may accomplish later in life.
- Pay handgun manufacturers a portion of profit from crimes involving money when a handgun was used in a robbery.
- Pay telecom's a portion of any multi-billion dollar deal sealed over the phone...oh yeah, that exactly what they're trying to do!

Got
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Eric Howton --
[adjective]:
Pretentiously academian
'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com
heh.
I so love gin & dry vermouth in tonic...AND I DON'T KNOW WHY!
So, we're not allowed to wear any denimn items. I wore a denim shirt once, with a tie, under my jacket. Word spread like wildfire. Were I still a surly sysadmin, I would wear a denim tie just to mix it up a bit. We're not allowed to wear work clothes even when moving computers. So, there I was in coat, tie, and slacks moving a 22" monitor onto a cart, when the large, metal base it was sitting on became unstuck and damaged my toe. Ouch. I'm going to try and find some steel-toed loafers. Do they even make such a thing???
Watching "A Life Less Ordinary." It's fantastic so far, but I'm only 24 minutes into it. I expect good things.
Created my wife her own bookmark section on http://quark.darkvoyager.com
After two days, successfully compiled rot13 and elinks on my Solaris server. --disable-nls was the kicker.
5|45hd07: |\|3w5 f0r n3rd5, 57uff 7h47 m4773r5 <-- Tony playing with his new Mozilla plugin.
Captain, U.S.S. Maverick

WARNING - SPOILERS!
( Season 2, Episode 8: Final Cut )
( Season 2, Episode 9: Flight of the Phoenix )
( Season 2, Episode 10: Pegasus )
I just discovered that the soundtrack to BSG Season One has been released. I'm leaving right now to pick it up.
It is quiet here again...painfully so.
Watched a few more episodes of Voyager, Season 5 to pass the time while I alternated beer and Scooby-Snack. Without my family here, I have lost my desire.
Decided to learn bind. I've discovered that learning bind on someone else's DNS server is considered rude. So I'm going to build my own. I have three boxes to choose from, my new FreeBSD box, quark, and teh max0r. I settled on quark which required an upgrade of OpenSSL. I chose instead to follow a mass package upgrade path. This usually takes awhile, and user interaction. Maybe that's how these things happen? They just grow off each other as you require them? We'll see how it goes. I tried this once before, and it took three full hours to compile bind onto belanna, my HP/UX box. A pre-compiled blastwave package will do just fine in this case.
unrar for unix rox0rs. I wish everything were command line. All that point and click makes me nauseous.
I love my SPARC Rave box so much, I think I'll sell my E250. Anyone want it?
Filled up secondary storage (st0rage) on teh max0r so had to do some housecleaning earlier. It might be time for a high-capacity external USB drive.
Updated quark, installed bind, cleaned out iTunes and downloaded some album art.
Lethargy overtaking me again...back to Voyager.

That makes for a very long weekend indeed.
Drank G&T's all day Saturday, drank water all day Sunday. Doing nothing can be exhausting.
I was able to sleep quite a bit, which was more a necessity than a luxury. Of course that may have had to do with the amount of gin.
Met one of Lori's cousins's who live in St. Louis for lunch and a game at Buffalo Wild Wings Saturday. It was a nice time and went quite well seeing as we had never before met. They told me about the St. Charles Oktoberfest on Friday that Lori and I will probably attend.
Sat in my room all day Saturday after lunch and Sunday watching Star Trek Voyager episodes. Got a call about 1700, two servers were down at the Woodlands office. I drove over there, wound my way around the dark corridors, and opened the server room door. A rush of heat assaulted me. It felt upwards of 120 degrees in there. I reset the A/C and power-cycled the two boxes which were bouncing, then called Operations. I was connected to a conference. After 18 hours inundated with Starfleet colloquialisms, I just couldn't get it out of my system.
"What happened?" Someone asked.
"Environmental systems were offline." I responded.
"Did you bring the servers back up?" They asked.
"System reinitialization is now in progress." I told them.
What a GEEK!
There is SO MUCH going on here today and this week, that I'm sure my posts will be brief and infrequent. My wife is also coming down this week, not the best week to do so, but I'll take what I can get.
I started dismantling unused servers at the ADC today. Of course the trash was in the way, so I bundled up all that and took it out. Then I got hungry and had to hunt some food. After that my headache was worse, so I made a pot of coffee. Sat down to drink the cup and starting adding album art to iTunes. Needless to say, I haven't actually dismantled anything yet.
David came over last night and we played a few rounds of Holomatch before organizing the pictures of his last 3 years at the Star Trek convention in Vegas. while I cleaned out my desk. I used to like the one-on-one hunt, but we've been playing massive maps against as many bots as I can fit in. It's been a lot of fun.
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All patches run and blastwave packages updated. quark is back online! I also managed to stack some unused boxes for relocation.
Ok, so I admit it's sometimes hard for me to delete entire soundtracks that are in my iTunes database. But there I was, innocently listening to music and updating album art, information, etc, when I run across "All About the Benjamins" <-- the entire album! So I think, "WTF?" Now, I must admit that I had already assumed what type of music was going to be there, and as I previewed each song, I had to admit it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, but I had to ask myself, "Will I EVER sit and listen to this crap?" So I deleted it. I'd rather listen to Tony's entire collection of Blood Hound Gang than spare the disk sectors on...oh who am I kidding. I'd keep 50 copies of "All About the Benjamins" on spinning disc before I listened to any BHG.
Had a FANTASTIC time at David and Wendy's playing games. We started the weekend at MAIN EVENT playing Texas Hold'em. Wendy, Tony and myself sat down at a table with about four other people and a rookie dealer. Most of the players there were berating her for her inexperience, but I found her alluring. I probably thought this because she was cute and unsure of herself, which reminded me of my wife. Seriously, when you've been married as long as I have, you don't even look at other women except in the context of how they remind you of your own woman. But I digress. When I went out I joined David for an Elite Force II holomatch. It was at this point that I was going to link holomatch to it's article in Wikipedia, but there isn't one. So I will author that first chance I get, or during one of my stretches of not sleeping. I'd do it now, but I'm a bit of a perfectionist and I'm at work so it would ultimately just frustrate me. Anyway, Tony joined us when they closed his game, and we were up until 0700 gaming.
**Wikipedia article written for 'Holomatch'**
I dealt the tournament the next evening at Dave and Wendy's. My first. There's a whole hell of lot to keep up with in doing so, and I don't know the game nearly as well as Wendy. She knows every course of action for every incident. I accidentally flipped a card up early in the game during it being dealt. I pankied. She didn't. There's a scenario for handling that. Wendy even split the side bets for the poor girl dealing the night before. Wendy rox0rs.
drax0r's recount of the evening can be found here!
Woke up this morning humming "What Would Brian Boitano Do?" from Southpark the movie, which I haven't seen since 1999 I think, so I think this sleep thing is really fecking me up. Started whistling "The Internet is for Porn." from Avenue Q once I got to work though, without any reason why.
If you're working in Windows XP and you right-click 'My Computer' and select 'Properties' you can click the 'Advanced' tab to bring you to performance settings. In the 'Visual Effects' tab you are given 4 options:
Because the 'Luna' interface drains precious system resources, you have the option of turning them all off (if you have a slower system), keeping them all on (if you have a super-fast box with plenty of memory), or picking and choosing with the "Custom" tab (I like "Smooth edges of screen fonts" and "Use drop shadows for icon labels on the desktop"). The 4th option is "Let Windows choose what's best for my computer." I like that. It's a computer, right? It can think faster than we can and perform complex algorithm's in the time it took me to type the word. Here's a fun experiment to try at home. Make that your selection (it's the default) and remove sticks of RAM from you computer one at a time between reboots, checking at each interval to see which system-sapping resources Windows has chosen to disable as you slowly decrease system memory. Isn't it amazing?
Even at the minimum supported processor speed and RAM configuration, Window's 'choice' of visual effects for optimal performace is to turn every single one of them on!
Dumbasses.
James Doohan
March 3, 1920 - July 20, 2005
Actor who achieved immortality as Scotty in Star Trek
THE actor James Doohan achieved cult status as the chief engineer “Scotty” in Star Trek, the 1960s TV series.
Although the famous order, “Beam me up, Scotty”, was never given on the show, Doohan’s character, Montgomery Scott, became one of the most familiar, and most parodied, characters in TV history.
Whenever the USS Enterprise was pushed to the limits, he would famously cry: “The engines canna’ take it.” Reliable to the end, however, he ensured that they actually could take it.
Fearless, loyal and industrious as engineer of the USS Enterprise, Scotty was meant to be the stereotypical Scotsman. However, as a Canadian by birth and Irish by descent, Doohan elicited mockery from genuine Scots for his attempt at mimickry, and not least his unlikely phrases, such as “Have a bonny trip!” and “That’ll put the haggis in the fire!”
James Montgomery Doohan was born in 1920 in Vancouver, the youngest of four children of William Doohan, a veterinarian, pharmacist and dentist. He displayed an early interest in acting, playing Robin Hood in a school production, but the outbreak of war took him to the Royal Canadian Artillery, with which he served gallantly on D-Day.
On June 6, 1944, Lieutenant Doohan of the Winnipeg Rifles, 13th Field Regiment, took part in D Company’s landing on Juno beach. The company disembarked from landing craft at 7.30am, and dashed through rifle and machinegun fire to reach the shelter of the sand dunes. Doohan silenced a German machinegun post with a few shots but was wounded later that day. He was hit eight times, four times in his left leg, and one round hit him in the chest — only the cigarette case in his breast pocket saved him from a mortal wound.
Otherwise, his company came off fairly lightly. The middle finger from his right hand had to be amputated, and whenever there were close-up shots of Scotty operating the transporter in Star Trek, a “stunt hand” was employed.
After the war Doohan began acting in earnest. He spent two years at the Neighbourhood Playhouse in New York. He made his TV debut as a detective on the show Martin Kane, Private Eye, and went on to do many voiceovers on radio.
He returned to Canada in 1953 and spent the next eight years in Toronto, appearing on television, film, stage and radio productions. In the early 1960s he moved to Hollywood and concentrated on TV work, appearing in such shows as Bonanza, Blue Light, The Gallant Man and The Virginian.
In 1965 he auditioned for Gene Roddenberry’s intergalactic adventure, Star Trek. Being a renowned mimic, he auditioned for the part of the ship’s engineer in eight different accents. Roddenberry was particularly impressed with his Scottish brogue, and Doohan was given the part — and the luxury of choosing his character’s name. “I named him Montgomery Scott, right off the top of my head,” Doohan said, “in honour of my grandfather, my mother’s father, James Montgomery.”
Star Trek first appeared on US TV screens in 1966. As the engineer from the 23rd century, Doohan appeared in 79 episodes in the TV series, and later in seven full-length films. But NBC was not satisfied with audience ratings, and Star Trek’s warp-busting, infinitive-splitting adventures were put to an end in 1969. Yet this seemed merely to increase its popularity, and when it was syndicated around the world in 1972, it became one of the world’s best-loved sci-fi series.
Television audiences became fond of William Shatner’s hammy portrayal of Captain Kirk, Leonard Nimoy’s phlegmatic Vulcan, Mr Spock, and the USS Enterprise’s tempestuous doctor, DeForest Kelley’s “Bones” McCoy. Throughout their bold exploration of strange new worlds populated by exotic creatures who lived in unrealistic scenery, they could always rely on the man in the transporter room who, with a shake of his head and anguished look on his face, would holler through the intercom: “A’m tellin’ ya cap’n! A’ve got nay more power!” Such was the appeal of his character that when Elvis Presley once drove past him, the King leaned out of the window and said: “Beam me up, Scotty!” A meeting with Groucho Marx elicited the same words.
In life Doohan was less keen on serving his screen superior. As with so many of those who worked on the original Star Trek series, he found Shatner a difficult colleague. Doohan regarded him as self-centred and condescending. “I wanted to thump him on more than one occasion,” he recalled. “He believes the world orbits him.”
In 1974, when Star Trek was redone as a cartoon series, Doohan did the voiceover for Scotty and for many other of the characters. Thereafter he did other work in animation, before resuming his role as Montgomery Scott in Star Trek: The Motion Picture (1979).
He is also credited with devising the Klingon language that featured in that film. Although Klingon was later refined by Marc Okrand, Doohan can be credited with formulating the world’s most popular artificial language — Shakespeare and parts of the Bible have been translated into it.
Doohan appeared in the subsequent five films featuring the original cast, and in the series Star Trek: The Next Generation — his hair greyer and his waistline larger on each occasion.
From the 1970s he was a familiar presence at Star Trek conventions; by 1994 he was attending 35 a year, and earning £5,000 for an appearance.
Ill-health — a heart attack in the 1980s, followed by Parkinson’s disease, diabetes and Alzheimer’s — prompted him to make an official farewell to his fans in September 2004 in a ceremony at which he received a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
The ravages of time did not totally wither him, however — in April 2000, at the age of 80, his seventh child was born.
His autobiography, Beam Me Up, Scotty: Star Trek’s Scotty in His Own Words, was published in 1996.
He married Janet Young in 1949. They had four children before they were divorced in 1964. He is survived by his second wife, Wende, whom he married in 1975, and by their two sons and a daughter.
James Doohan, Star Trek actor, was born on March 3, 1920. He died on July 20, 2005, aged 85.


At the conclusion of every evening, I tell my son and daughter, "Go pick out a book for daddy to read for bedtime." At this my son always replies, "One or two books?" I provide my answer based on the time. However, as last night was the last night I would see them both for two weeks, I told him, "Daddy will read as many books as you want tonight." They each brought me sixteen books! So, I read 32 books last night, putting the children down at an unprecedented 2330. Riveting titles such as, Hop on Pop, One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish, and Bears on Wheels. They fell right asleep at the conclusion of storytime.
I had a 1968 Dodge Coronet 440 which had a 20 gallon gas tank. In 1988 gas was $.88 a gallon and I could fill it for under $20. Today, it cost me $30 to fill the micro-tank on my Cavalier. Perhaps I'll try to keep the vehicle under 80mph for awhile and see if this helps alleviate the strain of the cost of gas. At least I don't live in California!
Finished part two of the Star Trek: Voyager book Homecoming, this one entitled, The Farther Shore. I don't know how Christie Golden does it. The characters are exactly like they were in the series. Picked up another Voyager book, this will be my first non-Christ Golden book, Section 31, but first I must read Old Wounds and Enemy of my Enemy which have been in my car forever awaiting the conclusion of Homecoming.
Dad playing around with the kids:
More nonsense here: darkvoyager.com/gallery
Looked at houses Saturday in the Crowley/Burleson area. It's hard to downsize.