Friday, February 24, 2006
Looks like I was onto something with 10.4.5 after all. I've been told that the Intel version of the 10.4.5 updater is more than one hundred megabytes, while the PowerPC version is barely six. What does it signify? Not a lot. That there was more to clean up in the first publicly released Intel version of Tiger than in the fifth PPC version of Tiger? Means nothing to the end user. Which is what I initially found amusing about the whole thing: all this behind the scenes action, hundred megabytes of whatever, simultaneous releases of separate operating systems, and yet for all of it, the end user won't know the difference unless they check their "About" menu. Pretty cool, actually.
Been a long week. It never seems to fail that any time you've got a week where major things are going on that need all of your brain's attention, any number of peripheral things will automatically spring up out of nowhere in an ill-timed attempt to vie for your attention. Which is a rather long-winded way of saying what I've already said: it's been a long week. I don't have the time right now to wonder why cell phone reception in my office has gone from pretty good to completely non-existent in the span of less than a month, or for that matter, why my new cell carrier thought significantly overbilling me would be a good way to start off our relationship. I don't have the brain cells to devote to pondering how on earth the freeze plugs on my car's engine could possibly be rusted out, or whose fault that could possibly be (knowing me and cars, probably somehow mine). Ah well, can't let the peripheral nonsense bog you down. In a less busy week, some of it might even have been seen as humorous distraction. Some of it, anyway. Still, these are exciting times and this is going to be a fun year. But it's Friday and my brain is shot, and right now I can't think that far ahead.
Eh, screw it. I'm going to Disney World.
Been a long week. It never seems to fail that any time you've got a week where major things are going on that need all of your brain's attention, any number of peripheral things will automatically spring up out of nowhere in an ill-timed attempt to vie for your attention. Which is a rather long-winded way of saying what I've already said: it's been a long week. I don't have the time right now to wonder why cell phone reception in my office has gone from pretty good to completely non-existent in the span of less than a month, or for that matter, why my new cell carrier thought significantly overbilling me would be a good way to start off our relationship. I don't have the brain cells to devote to pondering how on earth the freeze plugs on my car's engine could possibly be rusted out, or whose fault that could possibly be (knowing me and cars, probably somehow mine). Ah well, can't let the peripheral nonsense bog you down. In a less busy week, some of it might even have been seen as humorous distraction. Some of it, anyway. Still, these are exciting times and this is going to be a fun year. But it's Friday and my brain is shot, and right now I can't think that far ahead.
Eh, screw it. I'm going to Disney World.
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