OK, so I’m not really wicked. Or maybe I am. I’m just quoting a David Byrne song that has a nice dance remix. I actually left work on time, and I was going to head to the gym, but I was tired from all of the weirdness at work. Sitting and babysitting computers while they ran odd, uninteresting programs. And what am I doing doing instead of exercising at the gym? I’m actually watching three computers compile programs on three different windows. All sorts of scrolling geeky text. For some reason I find it comforting.<\/p>\n
I’m trying to figure out how to run a virtual machine on my new computer so I can compile a different release of NetBSD. What that really means is that I sort of promised a guy I’d give him my spare computer and I’m trying to figure out how to cut down the number of running computers I have in the basement. I still have to make sure I can keep my sister’s blog updated and that’s why I have to go into the virtual machine mumbo-jumbo. It also makes me seem cooler than I am, doesn’t it?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
OK, so I’m not really wicked. Or maybe I am. I’m just quoting a David Byrne song that has a nice dance remix. I actually left work on time, and I was going to head to the gym, but I was tired from all of the weirdness at work. Sitting and babysitting computers while they ran odd, uninteresting programs. And what am I doing doing instead of exercising at the gym? I’m actually watching three computers compile programs on three different windows. All sorts of scrolling geeky text. For some reason I find it comforting. I’m trying to figure out how to run a virtual machine on my new computer … Continue reading I’m wicked and I’m lazy.<\/span>