Monday Blues

I installed the ScribeFire plugin for Firefox. It is pretty neat now, and has lots of bells and whistles. It's pretty much the only way to post now from office considering that SysAdmin does not allowing posting blogs or commenting on them. I can view blogs though.

The only hangup is that this is happening on Windows, which I rarely use. The Firefox on my Linux is a clunky old one. I am using RHL 7.3 fer crissakes. Simply because of compatibility issues. I have also discovered that rpms are not very nice if you are using KPackage. Hopelessly complicated and vexing. The damn thing cannot download dependencies itself and install. And this problem is recursive. I sorely miss my Kubuntu at home. Apt-get is such a breeze despite all it's clunkiness.

If you know of a better way to manage and install packages in RHL 7.3 please let me know.


P.S: Is there any way of changing the font renderer that older versions of Firefox use? The one on my Linux has the shittiest font-renderer. I can't read half the stuff that is on the screen.

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Saturday.

The weekend finally happened. Actually, as I write this, I am half-way through it. And, it was a nice weekend, considering that I closed my first PR on Friday evening and then did my first check-in into the CVS server. It wasn't anything great, but it sure was a good end to a slightly lousy week. I would go into the details, but that is about as interesting as Laloo's nostril hairs. It wouldn't be in the best interests to make a sincere attempt to reduce the already low readership that I seem to attract (or is that 'not attract' - since it's a negative and the negative of a negative in the sense of a positive?).

So, I hooked up with some friends and hit 'Downtown' on Residency road. We had some beers and then we walked it down to Blossom's. I had this irresistible urge to go and buy some graphic novels. The collection there is simple awesome. Specially, the Neil Gaiman Sandman series and the Batman: Return of the Dark Knight (by the maestro himself - Frank Miller). Also on the shelves were Hush and Hush returns. Despite not being as great an aficionado as Bhayak or AK, the shelf there gave me a little orgasm. Add to that a stack of Calvin and Hobbes on the side.

The prices are a little bit of a pinch. Specially, at the end of the month, when you try to figure out where that huge chunk of salary went. You look around - you still wearing the same old clothes that you have always remembered wearing, you still travel by bus, and most importantly, you are still hopelessly single. Where the f*** did all that money go?

The validity or the plausibility of being single and broke may be questioned by many, but I think I have an answer to that. Screw all the bra-burners and all. But, hang on to those tomatoes and eggs and slippers, ladies, at least for the moment - or till my next post.

All, that apart, I am looking for a copy of " Quidditch Through The Ages" or "Fantastic Beasts and where to find them" for my sister. Her birthday is in a few days. And something for my Dad. Suggestions are most welcome. But, please please, where in Bangalore could I possibly find those two books? Blossom's did not have them? Maybe I'll try Landmark or Crossword. If you do know where to find them, leave a comment here or drop me a mail at subbu.ubbus [at] gmail [dot] com. Much obliged.

On an aside, why aren't pretty women attracted to me? If you are the lovely lady with the red handbag/purse who travels each morning by the 8 am 500K Volvo bus, please, I would really like to speak to you over coffee. Or if you know here, tell her that I would like to speak to her over coffee. Much obliged, again.

Hello...Yet again.

As I once again prepare to unleash myself upon the blogosphere, with yet another blog, which I think is the right way to mark every stage in life, I am considering the worth of writing long sentences that border on being nonsensical.

It's been just over a month in the corporate world and specifically in the area of optical communication networks. My dreams, of late, involve successfully debugging embedded software, getting rid of glowing red LEDs and jacking card in and out of slots.

Work isn't bad, but it isn't Woodstock/Pecos either. All in all, the salary at the end of the month seems to make things look a little rosier. Or is it just the bloodshot eyes?

This is a new blog that will (cross fingers) attempt to locate a funny vein in the average techie's life, though at times venturing into regions streaked with a little darkness.

Catch you in a little while.