selfstasis

That’s what is says on this wannabe Bialetti copy of a Moka Easy. However, just by whim I bought the cheap knockoff while I was looking for candy at CVS. Yeah, I know? Off all the places to find something like it. It was after Christmas so this puppy was half off. Only costing 1/8 of an original Bialetti, I said what the hell. “ExpressoExpress” has a metal base and hard plastic top while the Bialetti is all metal construction. Nevertheless, the output is fairly surprising.

I didn’t have a grinder or true expresso beans to test it out so I just went with regular dark roast coffee, again from CVS. Results? I was fairly impressed but it was not expresso. When the regular coffee ran out, I went to CVS to get more but this time I looked closely at the coffee selection. CVS is only 10 seconds adjacent to our office building so we are regulars. Anyway, I found a vacuumed packaged coffee - “Cafe Bustello” - “ideal for Demi-tasse, Cappuccino, Espresso or iced coffee”. Huh? In CVS? I was squeezing it and it seemed very densely packed so I thought, maybe. When I got back to the office I was suprised to find coffee that had been grinded to expresso consistency - jackpot.

The initial testing was bad - the coffee had a “green” after taste - somewhat earthy but bad earthy and non-existent aroma - the grinds didn’t look like they went through a dark roast process as the packaging indicated. I didn’t give up - the results were expresso. So finally this morning I got it right, I made three shots of expresso that were amazing. Eventually I’ll get the real deal but for now the ExpressoExpress is kicking ass besides how can you justify paying for the real thing at $52.00 plus shipping compared to $7.00 exact knockoff? Well I can justify it, you can never beat quality - Bialetti has been around for over 70 years, and they’re world renowned, but at this junction I’m very satisfied.

So I couldn’t hold it in, I told my good friend - Mr. Francisco Hermo of Espaniola — currently residing as an illegal in the U.S. - of this machine. He knew right away what I was talking about. His response, “Yeah I didn’t sell that at the coffee shop because it’s known to cause Parkinson’s Disease. It’s the aluminum”. Well thanks for blowing my bubble you sonnabitch. Seriously man, what isn’t in our foods and drinks that won’t eventually kill us? Bastard. I’m riskin it for the perfect expresso.

It started as a normal work morning this past wednesday, the night before micropuke stated updates had been downloaded so I installed them, then I left for Clarion. Reboot went okay, when I came in the login screen was welcoming me. I logged in and everything seemed fine - I saw my desktop “Blood: The Last Vampire” ————- pooooof - flashes - then nothing on my desktop except blue and two icons. The “My Computer” and the trash bin icon. I said to myself, “what the hell”. It was a rip in the time shift continuum which constantly plagues this stupid OS(ie xp…). OSX just purrss, smiles and gives me a good day - from which I’m writing this now.

As I later discovered, the damage was beyond superficial. Start menu icons were completely wiped out - I mean all of them. Even in the Admin account none of the icons showed. I was pissed. It seemed like the ntuser dat file was completely deleted. This contained all my user profiles. My monitor values were thrown off, firefox bookmarks were gone (this really sent me over the cliff - months of aggregation down the toilet), SecureCRT, and everything that store crap in my user profiles were deleted. Macromedia Studio 8 had to be reinstalled - that was all I had to reinstall thank goodness.

Hail to OS X. Purge XP.

For the woman who puts up with so much crap, Happy Valentines Day.

In our conquest of the world, we must be united, we must destroy before we can create, we must conquer our fears, we must forge new paths, and most of all - we must have matching fleece with logos. It’s the little things that are sweet - like naps after lunch under your desk, on the love sofa, curled in fetal position on top of the bean bag, and making myself an expresso whenever I damn please. WE ARE CONQUERING YOU as we speak just because we now having matching fleece jackets. There’s no me in team, jack.

Anyway - Telepopmusik

And I’m not sure what this is all about,
As we watch the waves crashing in and out,
And only they know what we’ve found
And it almost feels like day time now

Somehow we gonna make it through
I’ll break every single rule for you
Well I’ll try to least anyway

We decided to turn our world around,
We can drive away from this loser town
Have to escape or go insane,
A thousand miles an hour through the rain.

And we’re not sure if we even know
Just where we are or where we’re gonna go
But we’re not afraid, not tonight
Gonna try all we can to get it right

It was funny at lunch today. Hooman offered some of the best humor throughout the day. The topic was about infusion of emotions into business, the negative aspect. No, not about me. I agree that when you get screwed not to take it personal. Treat it as business and nothing more. You don’t want to burn a bridge just in case as a backup measure. Then the funniest part, “Just keep on hugging them real hard”, he said, “then plan to destroy them later”. It was funny.

Like I said I agree with that notion of burning bridges. I didn’t take that advice on the earlier post but at the same time I don’t really care to need that bridge. If business etiquette is observed, if there is any such thing, then sure I’ll play nice and smile. I finally did receive a reply - almost two weeks later. I love design, it’s a part of me that I hope will never die, and coding is a big plus. But if you’re not as passionate on your side and want to implement crap then just don’t just waste my time or anyone else for that matter.