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Hardware
Posted on May 29, 2003 by Ching under Toys.
The Ching-cam is up again thanks to Brian! I don’t know what I would do without my wonderful hubby. Nothing exciting on it really — except yesterday when we left both of our cams (yes, Brian’s too) on almost all day. For the newest pics, check out the fotolog. Or if you’re more interested in the webcam, you can see the last six cam captures here.
By the way, speaking of hardware.. We now have two printers connected to the network. Ashley just bought a brand-new Canon photo printer. She showed us some pictures that she printed on it today and they look like they were developed at the store. It was amazing! Anyway, since she has the new printer, she decided to sell the old Epson on Amazon. She was only selling it for $30 so Brian ended up making an offer. So now we’ve got Ashley’s old printer as our second printer. It’s cool because Brian hooked it up to his computer but I can still access it through the network. What we’ve done is designated the old Canon printer (which isn’t capable of photo-quality printing) we have that is connected to my computer as the printer to use for regular documents and then the Epson for photos.
It too bad that we didn’t have Ashley’s old printer when I was blowing up this picture of Chris for Tita Mercy because the printout would’ve come out way better. Oh, well. They were on a tight deadline.
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My New Camera
Posted on May 15, 2003 by Ching under Toys, Wishlist.
I haven’t been blogging because my Canon Powershot G3 arrived on Tuesday and I’ve been busy playing with it ever since. The other night Brian and I set it on a table and played with the wireless controller. It’s so cool because the wireless controller not only gives the ability to remote detonate ..err, snap pictures.. It actually gives you the ability to zoom in and out, and also navigates the various pictures stored in the camera like if you had the camera connected to a TV (it came w/ A/V cables) so you can show pictuers one at a time before moving on. The camera itself has a slideshow option but we’re just talking about the wireless controller right now.
You wanna know something stupid? Dell carries the G3 now. They’re a little late because I’d already bought it! I was just telling Pia last night (she’s thinking of buying a new desktop from Dell) of how much I love that company (their tech support is crap but that’s besides the point, they have good deals). Almost everything that we’ve got is through them. Brian’s desktop, my desktop, the cd burner I bought for Brian’s computer, my QuickCam Pro 4000 (which incidentally I had bought when it was still $99.99 and now it’s on sale everywhere you go — probably because the new QuickCam Cordless is now available — I want that one next) etc etc. Anyway I told her that I would have bought the G3 from Dell had they offered it but I didn’t see it on any of their catalogs or website. Now, after the fact, it’s there.
So last night I was tinkering with my computer as I was chatting with Pia on Y!M. I decided that I didn’t need some of the software bundled with my webcam so I uninstalled them from my computer (being careful not to uninstall the driver along with it). What followed next was a rigorous test of almost everything that I use with my webcam on a semi-regular basis. Webcam32 and the webcam option on Y!M still worked. I wanted to make sure that my Logitech IM Video Companion (which works with AIM and MSN Messenger) thing still worked. I signed onto AIM to see if there was anyone available who could test it with me and, lo and behold, a Ritchie sighting! We never run into each other online!
Pia doesn’t have AIM but she had MSN so we switched to MSN so the three of us could chat together. I needed to test it with MSN anyhow. I couldn’t get it to work for the life of me! I don’t know what the deal is. Crazy chat program! The good news is, after I got off chat with Ritchie and Pia, I had Brian log onto AIM on his computer and test it with me. He says that when I send him the view my webcam link it takes him to a page to install the program needed and then after it’s installed it works. He could see me. So the Logitech IM Video Companion works. The problem lies with MSN Messenger which I can understand because it’s one of the newer instant messenging programs so the could still be some bugs that need to be worked out.
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Slumber Party
Posted on January 14, 2003 by Ching under Sex, Toys.
We had such a fun time at the “slumber party” last Friday! I didn’t realize how kooky some of my co-workers are. What’s funniest is that Jen didn’t even want any part of it, but yet she was the one who spent the most money! Boo-yeah! Since Katie was a no-show, Sarah was the only one who ended up spending the night. I’m glad that she did, because she really was in no condition to drive. We played DDR until 3AM — can you say addicted? Anyway, it was past 4AM when we finally when to sleep (that’s when Stacy and her sister left, they were the last people to go — Sarah was actually surprised that they were able to stay so late). I slept on the floor downstairs to keep Sarah company because I didn’t want her to be by herself. It was the least I could. She helped me pick up and straighten out the house and everything which she didn’t even have to do. We woke up the following day at around 9AM. Jen is ka-thump-ka-thumping, rushing to get ready for work. Her alarm went off at 6:30-ish but it didn’t wake her. She was running awfully late. I felt bad for waking Sarah so early — she was really hung over — but I had to go to the vet and pick up Felix (we took him to the vet the day before to be neutered) before they closed at noon. Sarah and I left and at around 11AM she called me. She arrived home safely, but I was still at the vet waiting for Felix to be released. They finally release him and it’s almost noon when I arrive home. Brian and I go back to sleep and don’t wake up until 5:30ish! Can you believe it? That’s what I call zonking out! At anyrate, here are some more pictures of our Christmas loot!
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Things I Learned Today
Posted on January 5, 2003 by Ching under Movies, Toys.
THINGS I LEARNED TODAY: (1) The Dixie Chicks did a remake of my all-time favorite Fleetwood Mac song “Landslide” 
and it is absolutely awful! It has now officially joined the ranks of the most re-made songs of all time. I like the original. I love the Smashing Pumpkins version in the Pisces Iscariot CD.. But I hate the Dixie Chicks version of the song. Gag! I heard it for the first time on the way to Derby this morning. I made the mistake of tuning to 107.3 KKRD at just exactly the wrong moment. I am scarred for life! Kidding aside, I had to freaking drive all the way to Derby to return Jen’s car keys which I accidentally picked up along with my bundle of keys on my way to get Brian from work last night. I didn’t realize it until after we got back in the car after stopping at Hollywood to pick up some two for $20 DVDs (our booty? A Beautiful Mind, The Time Machine, Zoolander and Black Hawk Down — not bad for a meager $40 bucks). Anyway, it was almost midnight and I was yet to cook dinner. Brian and I were both starving, but I decided to call her anyway and let her know that I had her keys. I call her up and ask her what she’s doing the following day. She’s like, “I don’t know. Why?” I tell her what happened and she demands that I return the keys right then. I’m like, “No! It’s late. We haven’t eaten. I can bring them back to you tomorrow.” She wasn’t doing anything anyway! She just wanted to be difficult. I told her I could bring them back after 2PM (because Brian’s dad was coming over to help hang the potrack from Pier 1 that they had given us for Christmas). She tells me that she had errands to run that she wouldn’t be able to do during the week. I was all, “Oh, yeah? Like what?” She’s like, “I wanted to get my nails done!” I go, “You can get that done after two when I bring your keys back.” She promptly threatens to call dad and tell on me (which I knew she was bluffing, because I know Dad and he will be royally pissed for getting bothered by an overseas, long-distance phone call over a stupid tiff). You know the saying “don’t shoot the messenger”?! Well, that’s exactly what dad would have done to her! So I knew she wouldn’t do it. So you know what I did? I go, “You’re such a bitch!” and hang up on her. She tries to call back, but I decline the call and promptly turned my phone off after that. She is so spoiled, I swear! She doesn’t know how to be nice to people! I tell Brian, she can’t yell at me and tell me that I have to drive all the way over there just to return her car keys which she doesn’t even need (not until Monday anyway). Besides, she could have been nicer about it. I would have taken a reasonable request a lot better. As I told her on the phone, at least I had the decency to call her and tell her exactly what happened. If I hadn’t called, she wouldn’t have known any better. She justs fires off a rude, “So you called.. So what? You want a cookie?” That’s really what threw me over the edge. Just because she can talk to mom like that, doesn’t mean she can do the same to me. I told Brian that I was bringing Jen her car keys tomorrow as I told her on the phone and not any sooner despite what she says. She’ll get them back when I feel like bringing them back! She needed to learn her lesson and be put in her place! Lucky for her Felix, pissed on the duvet. Brian was really peeved, but it worked in Jen’s favor because I ended up going over there first thing when I woke up at 10AM. I figured I was going to be up washing the duvet at the laundromat anyway, I might as well go over there and bring her the car keys. So 2PM became 10AM and she could go get her nails done or whatever she wanted to do, although I seriously doubt that she really had to go anywhere. Even though I really didn’t want to bring the car keys back (because of how bratty she is) or bring them later in the day (at least 2PM or later even), I am –after all– a practical person. Sorry for getting off track, (2) they have Galaga at the laundromat! I love Galaga! It’s one of my favorite arcade games of all time. I actually have to fight the crowd at the game room at 13th Avenue Warren (the only other place that I’ve seen the game at). If I ever find it on eBay, I’d probably have to eat my words (I swore I’d never buy anything off eBay). That’s how much I love that game! The one at the laundromat is an older unit with a smaller screen, but it has an outstanding fire button. The one at the Warren, you have to keep tapping the fire button super-fast because if you just press on it and don’t let go it fires really slow. The one at the laundromat –I found out several stages into my first quarter– you can just keep the fire button pressed and it keeps firing rapidly. So cool! It makes the game so much easier to play. My second try yielded better results and, even though I know that I am not the best Galaga player the world has ever seen, I’m proud to say that I have the highest score of all the people who have ever played Galaga at that laundromat! I got to stage sixteen, past the 4th challenging stage — something that I’d hadn’t done since I was ten years old (I used to play Galaga on our Nintendo Family Computer, the Philippine-slash-cheaper version of the then-popular NES). I’m going to drag Brian back there one day, so he can try and beat my score! The last thing I learned today, (3) Brian was the one who let out that stinky fart in Eli’s apartment. We went over there to return his Requiem for a Dream and Pi DVDs, which we’ve had for almost two months now (maybe longer). Anyway the fart was an SBD (silent but deadly) variety. I smelled it and thought it was Eli who farted, but –he being our host– I didn’t want to say anything. As we were leaving, Brian goes “I had to get out of there because I let out this really stinky fart!” So there you have it! It was Brian all along! I should have known. He is the king of SBDs!
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More Christmas Loot
Posted on January 3, 2003 by Ching under Family, Toys.
This really has been a bad week for my stomach. First I have that weird stomach flu then I have a major puking binge. New Year’s even would have been great had I not decided to drink an entire bottle of Tropico by myself. I was well on my way to to drinking the whole one liter bottle. Brian, amazingly enough, drank three of those big Bud Light bottles. This is amazing because he is allergic to alcohol and usually drinks only twice a year (and even just one beer at that). Anyway, everyone left and it was time for bed — it was “puky” time. God, it was awful! I ended up puking up Tropico and Chili-Cheese Fritos. After a good fifteen minutes of vomitting into the toilet, I felt I was done so Brian and I retired to the spare bedroom. Everything seemed under control — for a while — until Brian woke me up because I had apparently barfed into his armpit. He tries to get me to get up and go to the bathroom to puke some more, but I am difficult to wake when I’m already asleep. All he did was make me vomit all over the side of the bed. He finally succeeds at pushing me off the bed and getting me up. I go to the bathroom. Not much comes out. I linger over the toilet for while, just to be sure. I return to the bedroom to find the mattress turned over and stripped of all bed linens. Brian is severly pissed. My throbbing head combined with the queasy feeling in my stomach has stripped me of all energy. I just want to lay back down. The time is now almost five am. Brian tells me to put my clothes on while he is doing so himself. He wants us to drive all the way back to our house because we have no where to sleep due to the bed-vomitting episode. I resist, but he wins. Of course, he is sober and I am out of it — it was no contest. I was so out of it that he tells me I tried to open the car door at well over 55 mph to spit outside. He had to yell at me to stop. I only have a vague memory of what transpired. I seriously thought to myself that Brian was just making it up, except for the puky taste in my mouth and the severe hangover that I had when I woke up the next day. Tomorrow I go over there to wash the bed linens. And to think mom and dad thought their house was safe! [Just kidding, mom and dad!! Don’t worry, I didn’t vomit on the carpet!]
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