Kahomono - It Means Lucky

Random musings on whatever subject strikes my fancy that day.

Cable Porn (VSFW)

This is one of the finer examples of what is known in some circles of the internet as Cable Porn.

One Very Fine Example

One Very Fine Example

This artistry that some sysadmins take the trouble to create has a practical purpose.  All those delightful colors are probably a way of classifying the cables at a high level.  For example, cables to different floors or parts of the building, or different parts of the data center, might be all of a certain color for each.  And of course, such an immensely orderly arrangement of cabling like this is a heck of a lot easier to troubleshoot, maintain or extend than something like:


– Hey, Joe! Can you check the VOIP connection for room 27-019? They’re having dropouts.
– F*** you! I’m outta here!

The first image is from /r/cableporn/, and the second from /r/cablegore/.  Is it true that for every subreddit, there is an equal and opposite subreddit?


My Old Chromebook

I am about to get a nice new Chromebook. It will replace my old warhorse of an Acer.


So my First World Problem of the day is, some of these stickers are quite difficult to replace.  Especially the Ingress one in the center.

I know, I know.


What I Did Not Know About Idiots

Idiot.  It’s an easy word to pull out, and hurl when someone makes you mad.  It’s pubic-hairthe nuclear option of insults, without having to descend into “Seven Little Words” territory.  (Click that link.  You’re welcome.)

But I recently learned that the word “idiot” has a deeper and more nuanced meaning than just someone who maxes out the Stupid-O-Meter.®

An idiot in Athenian democracy was someone who was characterized by self-centeredness and concerned almost exclusively with private—as opposed to public—affairs.  Idiocy was the natural state of ignorance into which all persons were born and its opposite, citizenship, was effected through formalized education.  In Athenian democracy, idiots were born and citizens were made through education….

It’s interesting to encounter this in the year 2016, as we have a very ripe selection of idiots (classical definition!) doing things like, deciding Trump isn’t so bad because maybe Hillary took some lousy advice about an email server.

So they will vote for an anti-vaxxer or a complete moron.  Thereby helping to elect a racist Nazi to the Presidency of this country.


Metropolitan Life

To put it rather bluntly, I am not the type who wants to go back to the land; I am the type who wants to go back to the hotel.

Fran Lebowitz

When I read that, I said “Ding!”  If anyone is so foolish as to propose camping to DSCN0463me, I remind them that my idea of “roughing it” is only a three-star hotel.

I am a city boy born and raised, and I am not really comfortable if I cannot walk to a street corner in five minutes and find there coffee, a danish, and a newspaper.

Rochester, NY is the smallest place I have ever lived.  I do like it.  But I wish having a car here was less necessary and more ridiculous.  The way having a car in Manhattan is ridiculous.

For Some Reason

Douchebag as a strategy

Douchebaggery as a strategy . .

WSOP 2016 coverage is under way.  ESPN hates poker, and thinks it’s boring and stupid, but they show it anyway.  For some reason.

Only about 4% of the field this year were women, and the announcers were bemoaning that and saying women should be more involved.

For some reason.

In the next minute, they show this hand

This is apparently Kassouf’s entire game: verbally harassing his opponents until they make bad decisions.  What’s hard to imagine, though, is Kassouf getting the pass he gets for this performance from other players and from the announcers, unless he does this to a woman.

Bonus asshole: Alex Keating

If I’m in any kind of minority, especially gender, do I want to dive into this mess?  Hell no.

For some reason.



So of course you know that the Trumplet, Donald Jr., tweeted last night:


So let’s see, we have another lie about refugees, illustrated by a picture taken by a refugee.  Then there’s the fact that this analogy was originated by Julius Streicher. You remember him, the publisher of Der Stürmer, a periodical I am sure much-admired by Trumplings everywhere.  Streicher was hanged for his wildly successful efforts to convince Nazi Germany to exterminate the Jews of Europe.

Today, the double-down


Liberals of course were not at all happy about the latest crimes in New York.  But between a single bomb going off in Manhattan and a neo-Nazi family moving into the White House (heh, get it?  White!)… I know the lesser of two evils when I see it.


I Hate Ads

skipadI do.  I block them online without exception.  If someone asks me for help blocking ads, I will offer it gladly.  If your page has an ad that slides by uBlock Origin’s filters, I will not be able to close that tab fast enough.  If you make that difficult, I promise you: I will reboot my f*ing computer before I will click on your ad.

I have disabled Flash in all of my browsers where that is technically possible.  Any video content that is not available as HTML5… I survived this long without it and I guess I can scrape by a few more years in that same state.

I very nearly have eliminated ads from my TV watching also.  I use the heck out of TiVo’s 30-sec skip and the green ‘D’ button that (in some shows) jumps immediately to the end of the ad break.  And everything I watch goes through my TiVo.  I watch nothing as it’s being broadcast unless absolutely necessary: specifically to avoid having to watch ads.  The occasional sporting event that I watch almost-live will be started from the in-progress recording on my TiVo about an hour after it actually starts, using the backlog as an ad-skipping buffer.  If I “catch up,” then I will take a break and let fresh backlog accumulate.  It’s OK with me if I don’t find out who wins the Masters or the World Series for an entire 40 minutes after the rest of you do.

If someone really wants to sell me something there are still ways to do that.  #1 would be, earn a glowing review from a website or publication I respect. The top ten list of ways to sell me anything, however, do not include showing me ads for it.  Nor even the top 100.  I don’t believe anything in ads once we get past, “this is the product.”  I guess I can trust them to get the product’s name right.  But I seethingly resent having to see them whenever I can’t avoid it.  If you think hatred and anger is good “mind-share” or some other Mad-Men bit of psychobabble  BS you have convinced yourself to believe, all I can say to you is, good luck with that.

But this.  I keep this bookmarked.

This is a work of art that happens to have been made in the service of selling candy.  A candy that I like anyway.

So make of that what you will.

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