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I am a student attending West Virginia University who can have a lot of things on his mind.

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8-26-2006: Oasis

Have you ever heard of the band Oasis?

No, not that Oasis. I'm talking about the other Oasis: A short-lived pop group headed by Peter Skellern that recorded a self-titled album in 1984.

[Oasis (1984) front cover] [Oasis (1984) back cover]

Besides Skellern, the musicians making up this group were Mitch Dalton, Bill Lovelady, Mary Hopkin, and Julian Lloyd Webber (brother of Andrew). To say that this is a slightly obscure recording is to put it mildly: The album was never released in North America, and is to my knowledge out-of-print everywhere.

Musically, the record is a pleasant (if not exactly earth-shattering) set of pop tunes, with an emphasis on the cello. Skellern and Hopkin share the vocal duties, with the album also broken by several instrumentals. "Hold Me" is the only real upbeat tune (with the electric piano at the beginning seemingly lifted from a Supertramp song), with most of the lyrical content straying closer to themes of (to quote a song title) "Loved and Lost."

This interesting comment (and run-on sentence) appears in the CD booklet:

"Recording is never easy but it can be made a pleasurable experience and in this respect my thanks go to everyone concerned in the project and especially to Tony Clark who showed immense patience and understanding and gave me invaluable assistance during the recording of this, our first album" —P.S.

Unfortunately, this would prove to be their only album, and the collective group faded away immediately thereafter without leaving a trace. I never would have known this recording to exist myself if I hadn't seen this page on a website documenting early Warner CD issues.

I found this CD at the Spitalfields Market in London several weeks ago for £4. Not a bad find, if I may say so myself, and an even better conversation piece.

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8-22-2006: Back at WVU, Day 6

Considering that I went from halfway around the world to home and then to my university all in a matter of less than two weeks, it's a wonder I haven't been more frazzled than I have been. Indeed, I'm getting used to the school year again. Today, I had both my Art Theory classes (that look a bit challenging) and what I had personally been looking forward to, my class on the History of the English Language.

My Tuesday-Thursday class schedule turns out to be a bit padded; in other words, I have more time in between classes on the Evansdale campus than I really know what to do with. I ended up filling in some of that time today by eating lunch and giving blood. (Goodness, the Red Cross pops up just about anywhere!)

I had been a bit surprised (though pleasantly so) to see Hatfields switch from disposable to reusable utensils, and I was equally surprised to see that the Towers dining room had swiched from reusables to disposable cups and plates, at least for today. I hadn't had much of any reason to go to Towers since I stopped living there over a year ago, but I could tell that not much else had changed.

Unfortunately, it looks as if I have a minor scheduling conflict between my History of English Language class (which ends at 5:15) and the thankfully-occasional artist lectures at the CAC (which begin, I believe, at 5:00). I'll think of some way of getting around this...somehow!

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8-21-2006: Back at WVU, Day 5 (First day of classes and the actual FallFest)

I started off things this morning by having my routine breakfast at the Hatfields dining room, which to my own pleasant surprise had been renovated over the summer. It looks much neater and nicer than it did last year, and they actually provide reusable dishes, glasses (of real glass!), and silverware now!

My first classes of the semester began today. My Introduction to American Studies and Humanities of Egypt classes both looked promising; my professor in the former class looked like Moby, while the professor in the latter claimed to have been teaching for 200 years. ;-) I love it when instructors have a sense of humor.

Without further ado, however, this evening was the time of this year's FallFest concert. The first artist to go on stage were the Wreckers; a fairly listenable pop/folk band. This time, they turned out to shuffle around the usual concert structure, since the obligatory rap artist this year went on second instead of third. I left during the Roots' overly beat-heavy performance, and came back for Motion City Soundtrack only to leave again after that. Motion City Soundtrack was your typical contemporary-sounding rock band, with layers of distorted guitars. The performance was fairly entertaining, however, and there were enough antics such as crowd surfing going on to give me my fix of visual drama for the night.

I live in Boreman South literally across the street from the concert, and when I'm in my room the music filters in crystal clear while the bass makes the walls and foundation vibrate to a peculiar degree. See you later!

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8-20-2006: Back at WVU, Day 4 (Anticipations about FallFest)

Classes begin tomorrow, and tomorrow is also the day of FallFest: An entertainment extravaganza centered around an outdoor big-name concert, and free to students.

This will mark the fourth "FallFest" I have been to, and in recent years the concerts have almost always been structured in the following way:

I don't expect this year's concert to be any different. The bands and artists about to wreak havoc upon the Mountainlair astroturf this year are:

The last three artists I've never heard of before, but I'm curious to see what material they perform and how well they do so. I hate Staind, so like last year I'll probably have wandered home by the time the headliner goes on stage.

None of the FallFest headliners of the past would top my "favorite artists" list:

Finally, some other FallFest performers from years past that I didn't get to see:

Today as a whole was less eventful than the three days previous. We did have another evening "floor" meeting in which the entire contents of the "Eyes and 'Eers" booklet was reiterated to us, occasionally interrupted by the din of the FallFest preparers testing out the sound equipment nearby by playing songs at earsplitting levels (one of which, curiously, was "I.G.Y." by Donald Fagen).

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8-19-2006: Back at WVU, Day 3 (Plus, a look at The Den)

My day today began with the small comfort of sleeping better and waking up refreshed. I must be getting used to my bed already.

The sights, sounds, and stores in Morgantown don't seem to have changed dramatically since I was last here in May, apart from a little improvement or minor redevelopment here and there. The ground surrounding Oglebay Hall has been thoroughly torn up on all sides, while the work on Brooks Hall is slowly coming along. I was surprised and disappointed, however, to see that Barry's Office Service had gone out of business. That had always been a fun store to visit, and they always had a good selection of art supplies in stock.

The classes I'll be taking in the coming year are as following. Some of the classes I took out of desire, others partially out of necessity after reschedulings forced me to shuffle my schedule at the last minute:

I went shopping at the Book Exchange today. As luck would have it, all of my classes required textbooks this semester, and nearly all of those classes required two or three apiece. English 284 required a strange book that consisted of nothing but photos on the right-hand pages! I shutter to think how much the check I wrote out for the lot was.

After all that, I was ready to do some shopping for myself of a more recreational nature, which is where The Den came in handy.

The Den is the only record store in downtown Morgantown (The Yellow Pages list a few more, but all of the other listings' addresses now correspond with empty storefronts or completely different businesses). For better or for worse, the store has diversified into a virtual convenience store, with half the space devoted to magazines, snacks, incense, and other non-musical items that for the most part I don't care about. That didn't matter the first time I visited the store: It stocked both new and used CDs, with high turnover of the latter and good selection and variety in both. Any store that kept the entire catalog of Peter Gabriel in stock won my respect.

Unfortunately, since then their selection of new CDs has deteriorated to the point of being worse than that of chain stores. To top it off, several months ago they consolidated their inventories of used and new CDs into the same set of racks, making them more difficult to browse and requiring me to double-check to see if an item is used or not.

More nitpicks: Thanks in no small part to the restapled blister packs they keep them in, many of the used CDs have scuffed or cracked cases, and the store places adhesive security tags inside each CD case actually stuck onto the inner face of the inlay card (which requires very careful peeling to remove). If that wasn't bad enough, the store ruins sale items by drawing the words "DEN SALE" over the front paper insert and a big "X" on the back. I would never buy such a defaced CD even if it was free.

That said, when doing my usual browse of the store today, I was pleased to discover what appeared to be the effects of someone selling his entire Genesis collection off. I walked out with Trespass, Nursery Cryme, and Calling All Stations under my arm: Good day.

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8-18-2006: Back at WVU, Day 2

I don't know if anyone else at WVU reads my Web Journal, but don't hesitate to leave a comment if you do!

Meanwhile...I awoke this morning before 7 a.m. after a rather restless night. I didn't feel very comfortable in my bed thanks to a seeming lack of spine support, which is odd because I had the exact same bed last year and didn't mind it at all.

Today I did the actual work as a "Hotshot;" mainly, directing people upon their moving in and helping them unload and carry items from their cars. I was a "Hotshot" two years ago at Bennett Tower, and I don't remember the work then being as hard as it was here this year. Fair enough: Boreman South doesn't have any elevators, and every other person I helped carry items for lived on the topmost fourth or fifth floors: Bummer! My legs were falling off by the end of the third hour. That's all over for now, though.

I used my spare time to finish unpacking at last. We had a (very) brief 'floor' meeting in the late afternoon, in which I discovered (once again) a surprisingly high ratio of freshmen in what was supposedly an upperclass dorm. Most of the freshmen also appeared to be the kind who yell incoherently, use vulgarity often, listen to pirated rap music, and harbor an interest in alcoholic beverages...in other words, the kind that won't last long. Let's wait in here, shall we?

After that, I and several hundred others piled into a series of school buses for a trip out to the recreation center for a dinner of hamburgers, chicken sandwiches, and cookies while student groups distributed literature from their prefabricated tables. I did my best to avoid the "Cru" freaks that were tossing their trinkets out at every turn, got a bite to eat, looked around, and got the hell out of there as fast I could.

I wonder what tomorrow will bring?

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8-17-2006: Back at WVU, Day 1

Today, I packed up my things and moved back to Morgantown for what will (hopefully) prove to be yet another eventful semester at WVU. Unlike last year, I am participating in the "Hotshots" program, so I have the courtesy of moving into ol' Boreman South (same room as before) one day in advance.

The first thing I usually do after situating myself in my dorm room (after moving all the packages in and arranging the sheets and bedspreads) is hooking together my computer. When accessing the university's Ethernet network through a web browser for the first time in a year, you're automatically directed to a series of secure web pages that identify your MAC address and ask you a ton of computer questions along the lines of "What operating system do you use?," "Do you use antivirus software?," "How often does it update itself?," or "How often does it slow your computer down to a crawl and laugh maniacally in your face?." This year, I noticed that the number of questions asked had increased about threefold, and an additional step with a handy-dandy color coded chart of "assessment results" was added. I answered the questions as best I could, skirting or BS'ing if necessary. Some highlights:

"How often does your anti-virus software download virus definition files?" "How often do you scan your computer for viruses?" [Daily] [Weekly] [Monthly] [I'm not sure] Me: "Where's the 'when I want to, at my own discretion' option?"

And get this one: "Which version of Internet Explorer do you use?" [Internet Explorer 5.0x or below] [Internet Explorer 5.5] [Internet Explorer 6] [Internet Explorer 7(?!!)] Me: "Where the hell is 'none?'"

My 'results,' the page of which I subsequently saved to my "c:\humour\" folder: "Overall Score (weighted): 38% FAIL", followed by a lengthy testimonial advising me to load up on permanently-resident antiscumware applications, go overboard on firewalls and routers, and "upgrade" to Windows XP. Thanks but no thanks: I'd put more trust in my brain, my two eyes, and my lack of web-integrated crap to keep me protected from things that go bump in the night, and that's worked well for me so far.

That evening, the Hotshots congregated in the Boreman Bistro to be discussed an overview of the work, presented with the official T-shirts to wear on the job, and eat a (belatedly arriving) dinner of pizza. The shirts themselves are similar to those from two years ago: Bright yellow in scratchy 50% polyester, with the logo at upper-left chest and the word "STAFF" on the back. The styling of the word "STAFF" is the only notable thing that changes from year to year: Two years ago it was in Arial Black (although the crooked ends of the "S" were the only things that gave it away), while last year it was in a serif font. This time, it turned out to be set in sort of a artifically-narrowed Serpentine that looks absolutely awful. But I guess I'm not in the position to complain. ;-)

I nearly always end up forgetting some things when I move in for the year. This year I made sure not to forget any of the items I did last year, but this time I realized that I neglected to bring coathangers, my posters, or my computer CD-ROMs. The first two are of little consequence, while the third means that I'll do without reinstalling Windows or playing Duke Nukem 3D for the next couple months.

Aside from the lesser crowds, one thing I like about moving in early is that for a solitary night, everything in the dorm is (gasp!) QUIET for a change.

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8-14-2006: The Cons of Concord

My hometown of Athens, West Virginia is home to Concord College (or Concord University as they've called themselves since mid-2004). Before I moved to be at West Virginia University for eight months out of the year, I virtually lived across the street from the Concord campus.

Yet I don't attend Concord, and have never even considered going there except for matters of necessity (such as the summer classes I took there a couple years ago) or in desperation. Why?

There's a saying that familiarity breeds contempt, and that could easily hold true for Concord. That college is a place I have been in, out of, and through on an almost-weekly basis since approximately 1987. Both of my parents work or have worked there at one time or another. Virtually half my graduating class from high school (though, interestingly, few of my close friends) go there.

Frankly, I became more familiar with Concord than anyone needs to know well before being old enough to go there, and when examining my post-high school education options, I wanted a new experience and a clean slate. I prefer larger campuses with more facilities, located in communities where there's more to see and do. Both my parents wound up attending the largest universities in their respective states, so perhaps it's not surprising that I close to do the same.

In terms of programs and degrees, Concord is great...if you plan on studying business, education, or some other mundane, ordinary field of study. I've always been attracted to more esoteric majors such as engineering or specialized matters of visual art, and a larger institution such as WVU was imperative for these kinds of interests.

Concord's facilities are a mixed bag, at the very least: There were controversies a few years ago about matters such as the lack of functional computer labs and the lack of a photographic darkroom, to break the tip of the iceberg. They never completed the third floor of the library annex that was planned in 1980, and as far as I know their swimming pool hasn't been upgraded since 1972. While that happens, they botch the 'renovation' of White Hall (by tearing the whole thing down with abandon and putting a generic "technology center" structure in the same poorly-drained place) and plan a mostly-pointless "Concord Pointe" for the far end of the campus. Why, oh why?

Speaking of computers, the situation concerning them is nothing short of chaotic; at least in the aforementioned library. Not only are most of the machines locked down to the point where you can do scarcely more with them than you could with the green-screen terminals they had twenty years earlier, but the entire library was inexplicably switched over from Netscape to Microsoft Internet Explorer at the time (c. 2002) when Netscape/Mozilla regained the technological and performance advantage among web browsers again. You can thank Doug Moore for that, along with other bone-headed decisions such as gleefully downgrading the computers from Windows 95 to Windows ME (Malignant Edition) shortly thereafter.

Finally, a pet peeve of mine has been the signage on the Concord grounds. The powers that be seem to have a love affair with the homely Arial font: They've been using it for parking lot and regulation signs, and even the lettering on a walkway monument they put underneath the bridge between the Admininstration Building and library. Speaking of which, the library is a place where that font has reared its ugly head to the nth degree: It's on all the shelf tags, call number labels, and lately even the "Concord University" stamp inside each book.

At least the maintenance department is no longer putting green "No Parking" signs around campus, as they did for many years. I could never figure that out, even at the age of three.

As the final straw, Concord doesn't even publish a yearbook any more. The last Pine Tree came out in (I think) 1997, and their "substitute" since then has been a ridiculous videotape (!) of random footage. They were cutting corners on the paper volume before then as well, shrinking back the number of pages, use of color, and even neglecting to see if the mascot embossed on the cover was a Concord mountain lion or not.

Concord University (formerly College) may well be the most compelling college to attend for some students, but I'm not among them.

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8-11-2006: Home Again!

Three days ago, my three-week trip to the UK came to a close, and I safely arrived home.

I had quite the time while I was there. Now that I'm home (and got my pictures developed) and am able to do so, I added an extensive write-up about the trip to my website. You can see it here:

Travels to the United Kingdom and Beyond.

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7-15-2006: United Kingdom

Here's some news: In two days, I'll be setting out on a trip overseas to the United Kingdom for three weeks.

The trip itself is an educationally-themed excursion sponsored by Concord University (née college), and arranged by Dr. White and Dr. Manzo of the political science and geography departments, respectively. According to the itinerary, I will be staying most of the time in London at Schiller International University. There is much more to the UK than just the streets of London, of course, and the itinerary also allows for excursions and options of traveling to Stonehenge, Salisbury, Bath, Hapton Court, Edinburgh, (tentatively) Oxford, (tentatively) Dover, and parts of Wales as well. The three-day Edinburgh side trip I particularly look forward to, having always been interested in Scotland.

I've always enjoyed travel, but have rarely had the opportunity to do much of the matter before; my travel options limited to where my parents were willing to take me and never venturing out of the U.S. and Canada in my life. I certainly look forward to attending this trip, and the many sights and experiences I will encounter. In fact, the trip isn't even strictly limited to the United Kingdom alone. During the last weekend, participants will have the option of crossing the channel and briefly exploring the continent with the "Paris option" that I'm certainly going to take advantage of.

I don't expect to have the time or means to update this site while I'm there, but you can expect a series of interesting accounts of my travels when I get home.

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7-10-2006: Shirts No One Would Understand

For a change of pace today, why don't we take a look at some of the goods for sale by Don's favorite clothier, ThinkGeek?

[No, I will not fix your computer.] (Left:) "No, I will not fix your computer." What a classic message.

This shirt would obviously come in handy whenever I visit relatives, to say the least. I don't know about you, but when I go on vacation and see relatives in the process, I prefer to get away from computers and any and all associated problems for the time being! It must be a popular item if it's available in both black and ugly white. Ooh!

[PEBKAC] (Right:) The cryptic initialism "PEBKAC," accompanied by a picture of a stick figure strangled by his own phone cord. What can be made of that?

This is a design I rather like but would be highly reluctant to wear. The initials allegedly stand for "Problem Exists Between Keyboard And Chair," although I'm sure absolutely no one in the general populace would figure out what they mean.

[LINUX] (Left:) Linux. This one speaks for itself.

Got to love that yellow-accented "X" in the middle. Unfortunately, there's a major impediment to my endorsement of this T-shirt, and that is the fact that I don't use Linux on a regular basis. Oops. Now, if repartitioning a hard drive and adding a second OS were a simple task that might not be the case, and that may well be the inevitable consequence as Windows 95 declines in viability over time. But enough of that!

[Ray warning] (Right:) Warning!

It's probably too small to make out here, but the cautionary message next to the pictographic icon on this design is the following: "Rays cast from this shirt TRAVEL AT OVER 670,000,000 MPH." Food for thought, eh? I can only imagine the strange stares this would attract from people on the street. Coincidentally, this is my favorite shirt of the lot.

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6-27-2006: The Ideal Scenario?

It's obvious that I don't find a lot to like about many aspects of modern computer technology, if my various ramblings of a cynical nature are any indication. But what would things in the PC/compatible world be like if they were made to my own model of what a computer should or should not be?

Windows 98, ME, and XP would never have existed. In the place of the former two, Microsoft would have released Windows 95d: Implementing full USB support, fixing previously overlooked faults such as the lack of an uninstall option for Internet Explorer, and sold in retail stores. Windows 2000 would have fulfilled its original premise of "merging" the consumer and business-oriented OS lines together, and would have maintained the exact user interface from Windows 95 and NT 4.0 with no web integration or unremovable accessories whatsoever. Exclusive OS-bundling stipulations would not exist, and many OEMs would allow the sale of computers with OS/2, or a Linux distribution, or nothing at all in lieu of Microsoft Windows.

The premise of pre-installing web browsers would be left to the computer manufacturer, along with all other considerations of bundled software. OEMs would have the option of pre-installing Mozilla Firefox, or Internet Explorer, or both, or neither, or something else, at their own discretion. Mozilla Firefox would maintain the majority of user share, and would probably still be called Netscape Navigator given the different circumstances leading up.

In terms of hardware, all cases and associated components would conform to standardized form factors. Nearly all conventional PCs would be available in the choice of both desktop and tower cases with identical expansion capabilities. All cases would have a reset button. Most computer manufacturers based in North America would base their support and assembly operations in North America as well.

Traditional parallel, serial, and PS/2-type connectors would remain standard on all PCs for the connections of indispensible devices such as keyboards, mice, and printers. The USB standard would be reserved for specific uses where it has a compelling advantage, such as flash memory devices and simple webcams. Computer manufacturers would strive to include a built-in SCSI port for the connection of scanners, external storage devices, and other high-speed accessories, just like on Macintosh computers. All desktop PC keyboards would have 101 full-sized keys.

Computers of both the desktop and laptop varieties from all major OEMs would be made of quality components and routinely last for a decade with no need for service. If and when a hardware-related fault arises, an advanced computer user would always be able to fix it on his or her own.

If at least some of those things were true, I'd be a little bit happier and more enthusiastic about computer technology today.

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6-17-2006: Radio, pt. 1

*ahem* Now, for something entirely different.

My introduction to radio as a means of entertainment was unique and marked by circumstances that formed a rather sporadic experience over the years.

I listened to radio at an early age...there was typically a small set on in some room of the house, tuned to either a local public or commercial music station. These qualify mostly as inadvertent bursts of experiences, however, and there are few things I distinctly remember hearing in this period except for the "All Things Considered" theme, that attracted me to the radio in the same way a can opener attracts a cat. Experience to radio was also hampered by the fact that the '84 Ford Escort that once qualified as the family car was equipped with a junky AM tuner that didn't even begin to pick any signal up unless we drove 50 miles into Ohio. Radio was to me always something associated with the FM dial...AM never provided anything more than unintelligible bits of static, raging lunatics spouting hot air, and other unmusical airwave filler, even when it was audible.

In the early '90s, my interest in radio and (dare I say) music in general waned...either I had become annoyed by hearing a small subset of clichéd or mind-numbing songs, popular and otherwise, too many times ("Achy Breaky Heart"...AAAAAA!), or I was simply attracted to other means of entertainment. I discovered my dad's horde of scratchy classical and cast album records of the '50s and '60s around this time too, which helped to further relegate any interest in radio and current, popular music to the back burner.

This began to change in the mid '90s for a variety of disconnected reasons. I began to get a keen interest in electronics and broadcasting technologies, so I naturally turned back to radio as a means of experiencing this. I began to be intrigued by the stations and signals I could pull in on the FM dial. With my musical preferences still largely a clean slate, I began to spend bits of free time trying out the "oldies" and country (blech) stations and even pulling in the soundtrack from Channel 6 television in the low end of the dial. I remember that some days in seventh grade upon coming home from school, I could go to my room and listen to the second half of Another World, the Ricki Lake Show, and the beginning of Oprah before my parents came home.

Needless to say, I quickly got tired of this and began to look for more. This proved to be my big break: In the summer of 1998, I attended the Wesleyan Summer Gifted Program at West Virginia Wesleyan University for two weeks. I socialized with other attendees and enjoyed a lot of the music they listened to, along with that of my cousins whom I visited and camped with a month later that summer. The airwaves were dominated at the time by Green Day, Barenaked Ladies, Third Eye Blind, Harvey Danger, Fastball, Marcy Playground, and others. My interest in current music and radio was largely rejuvenated, and I began to spend my free time listening in earnest (although I intentionally remained modest in stating my preferences or engaging others).

For a year and a half, the radio served as my primary venue to listen to music. My initial enthusiasm was short-lived, however, and I began to lose interest in a good portion of modern popular music and the viability of radio as the most convenient means of listening to it around that time. When waiting to hear my favorite songs became a guessing game, I started buying compact discs, my collection of which increased dramatically in the next few years.

What happened after that was simple: My interest in popular radio and top-forty crap virtually decreased to nil and my CD collection essentially replaced radio as the means by which I listen to music, making the story come full circle in some sense of the term.

By early 2003, the only thing I listened to on a commercial radio station was a syndicated show of '80s and early '90s singles that had otherwise evaded airplay, and when I went off to college later that year even that was removed from my attention. Since then, I've turned to recorded music (whether in the form of CDs, LPs, or other media) and computer-based venues exclusively, don't even have the FM antenna attached to my stereo any more, and would rather listen to silence in the car than the mediocre radio stations that "plague" our area.

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6-8-2006: From the Pent Up Frustration and Rant Dept.

Why the hell is this too much to ask for? Without further ado, the sentiment I've been wanting to scream out for eight years straight:

[Keep your 'e' out of my Windows!]

"Web integration" is a disgrace. Has everyone else forgotten how much faster, less gimmicky, more intuitive, more secure, and more modular user interfaces were before IE 4/Windows 98 came along and sent every vestige of usability on a road to destruction? Yes, this is old news, but I still don't like it one bit!

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6-4-2006: New Slashdot Layout

This is definitely something that doesn't happen too often. You can view it here. I think the graphics look good, but there's so much ugly narrow-spaced Tahoma text that I get a headache reading through comments and end up skimming over them instead...perhaps that was their intention all along?

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