Month: March 2007

  • Nintendo DS current consumption – hahd numbahs

    Background story So I was busy homebrewing on my NDS, even bought myself a DSerial board to use it as an ultraportable serial/debug console. I had a few ideas for the much faster, native parallel interface too, so when we were sending out boards at work, I threw my own “DParallel” onto the layout. The…

  • Odds & ends

    fr33 mp3z d00dz Here’s a kickass site I found: Jamendo. Download and share mp3s, free & legal, without worrying about keeping the RIAA out of your cornhole. All albums released under a Creative Commons license. (And they’re actually pretty good!) Sync on Green, or something to that effect I’ve long been bothered by an unparseable…

  • Ya, I was bored yesterday…

    So I took stuff apart. Here is some more on my cry for help unusual fascination with small display devices – a teardown of a cheap, undocumented LCD to figure out how to make it work, and document it for everyone else out there on teh internets who wants to use this display in some…

  • Belated St. Paddy’s post

    Not much to say, but nothin’ says St. Patricks like a good old-fashioned piss-up. So I took a break last saturday night from reading about Paypal shopping cart integration APIs (you can’t set different shipping rates for Boston and Botswana? Gimme a friggin’ break!) to find out what some buds were doing. “Hey, we’re down…

  • SpaceAliens and ponies

    Not a rant on politics (and indeed, I’m not stating a position), but a rant on language. At one point when I was a young ‘un, there was this high-sugar kids’ cereal commercial (I think it was for Cap’n Crunch) where one of the characters was rattling off a long list of those who couldn’t…

  • Warning to bachelors: bleach eats clothes

    I always thought bleach was used for getting unwanted colors out of clothing. Like, say, coffee colors. So I tried this the other day – it worked great! Kind of like cutting around the stained part and throwing it away, but the bleach method saves the trouble of finding scissors.

  • Category: Things heard while coming out of sleep (hey FCC, do your job!)

    For suitably large values of emo singer, “inside of me” and “in sodomy” sound exactly alike.

  • Ice cream the geek-fashioned way

    My lab had this huge tank of liquid nitrogen left over from an experiment, with a little bit left in it, just kind of waiting for it to all boil off so we could return the tank (or so I presume). So instead I rounded up a posse and we used it to make ice…

  • Abracadavra

    My office is at the front of the building, with a large picture window overlooking a stunning view (okay, overlooking the Fire Lane and 2-story parking lot). So the building’s comings and goings occasionally catch my attention. In a span of 3 days, I’ve seen two ambulances quietly show up (no flashing lights, no sirens,…

  • Yep, it’s finally come to pass…

    It’s official, I peddle adult toys on the internet. My folks would be so proud. (*Yes, I still have a day job. Hopefully I’ll still have it if this ever gets around the office ;-)

  • Wicked Smaht(tm) idea of the week

    My dishwasher is running. There are knives in it. With wooden handles. Back home, this would have been a good way to get howled at. Or possibly get one’s hide tanned. Apparently dishwashers are bad for wooden silverware. Now, being an old-fartass adult, I have a better solution to this quandary. Put the wood-handled knives,…

  • Skiing at Smuggler’s Notch in VT!

    Pictures here Three days of skiing, 2 nights of our own lodge, Real Fire, marshmallows and roastin’ sticks, hot chocolate with Bailey’s, pool and jacuzzi across the street, kickass food, and zero Ski Patrol involvement this time ;-) Oh, and we found GJM’s long-lost babymaker.

  • Asshole Mirror (drivers piss me off)

    A road-doofus encountered on the way back from skiing reminded me of this old newsgroup post I made somewhere, so I dug it up: I want an automatically-actuated “asshole mirror”. I keep one in the center console for those special occasions, but it just isn’t the same. It’s for that asshole, you know the one,…