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Tom is not my friend

08.29.2006 @ 1:41 AM in Technology
Everytime I get asked this question, I want to kill Tom. "Do you have MySpace?" NO. Fuck You. I don't litter the net. I say I host my own blog. "Oh, me too. On MySpace!" No, you don't. You have an account with the most vile, bloaty, splogoshpere around. You are also owned by ClearChannel.

First taste of Google Maps, Buffawhat Style

08.29.2006 @ 1:08 AM in Technology
Piece by piece, things are slowly coming together for the site. If you notice on the sidebar, there is an extra navigation link called "Buffawhat Maps."
I've taken to testing and working with the Google maps API, or the coded sweetness that runs Google Maps. All I had to get was a developer key, and Google lets me in to play.

Pluto no longer a Planet

08.28.2006 @ 2:37 PM in Technology
Sailor Pluto
Who gets to decide these things, and since when have we ever downgraded a planet before?

Sailors, Starbucks, and Bears, Oh my!

08.27.2006 @ 10:13 PM in Lifestream
Sometimes a weekend just flies by and you don't have time to post about all the hellish things you did. henceforth is the weekend synopsis. Friday Not being a payday, this means I get to watch the last of my money get tossed at meaningless events and occasions. I think buying food costs more money than paying bills. I elect to stop eating all together; a sound financial decision. Brent and I get invited to a wine party by one of his Starbucks partners, Dave. Dave is a super-hot, scruffy, ex-figure skater with a girlfriend. I'd hate to see anything happen to his girlfriend; I hear she is prone to accidents. We almost don't go, but Brent's "Carrie" tells us she is wearing spandex and cowboy boots. We get there at 11:30. About 8 others were there; I was the only non-partner. It didn't really matter, as everyone's Starskills flew out the window soon after midnight. Unfortunately, I have to refrain from posting details of exactly what happened due to all the details being potentially damaging and unLegendary. At some point, Frizzy's became the after party of choice. Six of us head out from Depew to Allentown. Someone paints the interior of her friend's car, and our group drops to four.

Narcissism at its sexiest

08.24.2006 @ 4:14 AM in Lifestream
Sometimes I can't help but look at myself. But really folks, I'm so down to earth. I'm at Brent's working (supposedly) on some custom Google Maps API for the blog. A few cosmopolitans later, I'm in front of the iMac taking pictures of myself eating a pink cupcake.
Cupcake 400 x 300
Cosmos and vanity are so bad for productivity. The cupcakes was really good, too. Flickr'd for your pleasure.

Apple employees canned for touching the Leopard

08.23.2006 @ 2:00 PM in Technology
Five Employee from Apple's retail locations were given the boot after downloading copies of the new OSX 10.5 Leopard. The new OSX was dropped onto the net after developers were given a copy at WWDC06. Sources don't know exactly where they got the copies, but they do know that Apple is not happy with the leak. Many more employees are also expected to be terminated for touching Leopard before Daddy Jobs says OK. The employees are a bit upset at the consequences of their actions, they thought that they could keep their jobs if they fessed up. Remember Apple going all nuts when 10.4 got leaked? I'm suprised they aren't getting sued for violating the NDA act. but then again, it hasn't been that long. From ThinkSecret [tag]Apple, OSX10.5, Leopard, Leak[/tag]

How come I never knew about Writely?

08.22.2006 @ 2:40 PM in Technology
mmm.. Sometimes I get so upset with myself. I thought I was down with all the Google Beta+Lab projects. I use Google Spreadsheets, Page Creator, Personalized Home, etc. I was even rocking Keyhole before it was Google Earth, and Picassa, too. Then I'm looking around one day and someone mentions Writely . I click the link and I immediately see this sexy little "

Madonna-thon at Marcellas a disaster

08.21.2006 @ 1:19 AM in Lifestream
Brent has never been to Marcellas. I told him he wasn't missing anything. I really only go to dance and mess with all the boys that want a chance at me.

Shop Elmwood: Animal Outfitters

08.20.2006 @ 12:30 AM in Buffalo
There are so many places to shop on the Elmwood strip. I've decided to post about some of my favorite places.
Animal Outfitters
Shortly after moving to elmwood+north, I got the urge to step into Animal Outfitters, Inc. Located on Bryant St, near Elmwood and next to Solid Grounds. I was immediately greeted by the owner, Omar Zahzouhi. He was one of the friendliest guys I've met in a while. He wanted to know what pets I had, where I lived, and if I went to school. I felt like he wanted to make a connection with a new customer; he was sincere. I told him I had just moved into a small studio, and that Skylar was a little lonely with me not being home. Omar directed me to a brand of cat food called Solid Gold. He said it was all natural, full of nutrients, and would help Skylar to control his weight, seeing as he wasn't going to be as active anymore being in a small space now. He points to the ingredient list. This stuff has blueberries! I sheepishly tell him I'm feeding him Meow Mix. He shakes his head and hands me samples of the organic cat food and gives me a can of special wet food to try out as well. I didn't buy anything that day, but I took that food home and Skylar inhaled it. I went back a month later; he remembered my name and he wanted to know how I was doing. We got into a playful arguement over the World Cup. I bought a catnip toy. Skylar woke me up at 8:30 this morning; he was freaking out. He always does when he can see the bottom of his food dish. I figured I might as well get him the Solid Gold. I arrived at Animal Outfitters early, he opened at 11 and it was 10:30. There's a park bench in front of his store; it must be for owners that get woken up early to get food for their demanding pets. Omar and his wife, Susana, show up around 11, and they let me in immediately. We talk as they get set up and I grab a bag of Solid gold and another toy. I gave them a picture of Skylar for the pet wall. They gushed over him. I was very proud of my 5 dollar rescue kitty. The store is a nice setup. Its not big, but they have just what they think you need for your pet. If you like to spoil your pet, or like me, buy their affections, this is the place to shop. Thanks, Omar & Susana! Skylar loves his food and the new toy.

Neurotic Laptop PC user of the day.

08.19.2006 @ 10:05 PM in Lifestream
First off, I'm at Starbucks today because of three things: 1. It's been raining all day, and the fair was the last place my ass was going to walk around all wet in. 2. Spot coffee is packed full of Elmies (Elmwood infiltrators) because of the Elmwood Festival of the Arts. 3. My beloved free wireless hotspot is not showing up of late, probably do to the bad weather. So, I'm at Starbucks paying for my internet today. There is a nice free hotspot called "linksys" that you can get while sitting at Starbucks, but bad weather makes the signal weak and intermittant. The T-Mobile hotspot is strong and beefy. $9.99 for a daypass isn't that bad either. Ok... bitch time. I totally thought that a laptop was supposed to be portable. Something about no wires, less hassle, and makes ya look sexy in a coffee shop. I admit to plugging in a few peripherals, the iBook's battery needs to be replaced, so the power adapter is always in. Ok, and I have headphones and a USB mouse going, too. But the guy at Starbucks today, who I'm currently watching, is just ridiculous. Pandora is streaming nice and loud, and I can still here him and his frantic racket. He comes in and plops his bookbag on the table next to me. He starts to unpack. First, he pulls out his Dell lappy and begins to fiddle with the battery. He begins to sigh in a rather bitchy, faux-geek tone. This man is obviously not loved by electronics. After a pointless inspection of his battery, he has come to the conclusion that he must plug it in. That requires using the outlet I am using. I'm a nice guy, but if you get in my space, acknowledge it. The man was 8 feet from the outlet, and I was in his direct path. He proceeds to run his cord under my table, and leans over my messanger bag to plug in. I give him my patented cunty death eyes. He is oblivious, and goes back to trying to turn on his computer. The sighs are still going and the dramaticisms of his movements make me almost sympathetic. Almost. Watching him from the corner of my eye, he spends the next ten minutes attaching his USB mouse, jumbo studio-style headphones. I gather he is trying to find a free wireless network. He sees me on the internet and he becomes frustrated that he is not at successful. He almost opens his mouth four times to ask me something. Meanwhile I think his cellphone is sending him text messages saying he's an idiot. Today, his gadgets must have went on strike. Someone just left. He starts to pack up. Once again, he reaches over my shit and unplugs. But, wait, folks. He has managed to get my power cord caught up in his. Once again, he gets the death look, but he silently and hurriedly untangles, packs everything on top of his Dell, and rushes over to a more prime spot for free internet, I suppose. I can still hear him making racket and whiny noises. Whispered obscenities escape here and there. He moved once more and has now settled into his "prime" spot. I don't think he bought anything at Starbucks, either. I hope his battery blows up. I don't know why I blogged this. [tag]Starbucks, Dell, Apple, Elmwood Ave[/tag]