I don't have much to say today. I just figured that I'd better post something before the month is over. Sorry.

• Intel Pentium 4 3.0c Processor w/ 800 MHz FSB, 512KB L2 Cache, Hyperthreading, etc.
  
• Intel D875PBZ Motherboard w/ on-board RAID, native SATA, CSA Gigabit Ethernet Technology, etc.
  
• ATI Radeon 9800 XT w/ 256 MB RAM
  
• Creative Labs SoundBlaster Audigy 2 ZS Platinum
  
• 1 GB Kingston DDR400 ECC RAM
  
• Lian-Li PC-60 Aluminum Mid-Tower
  

So far everything works great, except the SCSI card, which apparently will not work under Windows XP. Strange... the company that makes the card, Adaptec, claims that the XP drivers are included with Windows XP, but they obviously are not. So I may have to get a new card if I want my CD-RW drive to work again.

So much whitespace, so little time to post. More tonight or tomorrow maybe. I can't promise anything, sorry.

"Sometimes when I'm awake, I can't tell if I'm still dreaming."

So it has been a while since I've written last. I just moved the blog back over here to Blogspot because I didn't want it on my site anymore. This should be an unusual entry. Last night, I was talking to Den online, and I was about to ask him a question. But he was just about to go to bed, so I figured I would drop the subject, and ask him later. But he suggested blogging my question. So, um, OK, here goes. Wow, five words and three commas in that last sentence. Sweet. Not sure if that was really a sentence though. An English major I am not, although I have always taken pride in my comma usage. The comma - which I also happened to invent, by the way - has always been very underrated. Anyway, onto my dilemma...

On Tuesday night / Wednesday morning, I had a dream that seemed very familiar in many ways. I've had this same feeling on several occasions, but this was different. First of all, I didn't feel like I had this exact dream before. The feeling was that this was more of a sequel to the dream I had previously. Second, the dream wasn't in the first person. I was watching the dream unfold from "above", and I was in the dream. There was also this girl, or shall I say young lady who appeared in the dream. She is the reason why the dream seemed so familiar, and yet I still can't recall what she looked like. Other than that, I don't know why this dream bothered me so much, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. It led me to think of some questions regarding dreams. Can we have the same dream multiple times? Can we have dreams, such as mine, where the dream seemingly continues where it left off last? Or is this the "deja-vu" effect, where you just feel like you've done it / seen it / dreamed it before? Does anybody really know what time it is? Does anybody really care? ... Ah, anyway, I should mention that I've been able to, in the past, "continue" my dreams after waking up to turn off the alarm clock. During my tenure of unemployment, I liked to set my alarm early so I wouldn't forget how to wake up early. In my prime, I was able to wake up, get out of bed, turn the alarm off, set it for a later time, get back in bed, and continue my dream. Sometimes I even went to the bathroom. This was great because the early morning hours are my best for dreaming. I should also mention that I'm not currently on any type of medication, although I may consume a small amount of alcohol on occasion.

The Flyers regular season opener is tonight, and I will miss it. First of all, I don't have Comcast SportsNet. Second, I have hockey practice tonight. It doesn't start until 10, but I would still have to miss the 3rd period. I guess I'll listen on the radio. How sweeeeet it is!

NP: Incubus - S.C.I.E.N.C.E.

First of all, if you've never heard this album... you really need to. It will fill that empty void in your life. OK, maybe it won't go that far, but it's still cool to listen to. I've eaten a couple bologna and cheese sandwiches tonight, and now I feel kind of sick. ... Only one more day of work this week, and Fridays are usually pretty cool. Then it is down the shore for good ol' Irish Weekend. I remember making this trip exactly 2 years ago, and hockey tryouts happened to fall on Sunday of the same weekend. So I had a great party-filled Saturday, and then drove home on Sunday to play some puck. Of course I threw up a few times on the bench, but it was worth it I guess. I mean, it really sucked. Throwing up during hockey practice is not cool. Especially when it is just dry heaving. Stupid wind sprints... I'll change the subject in case anyone is eating, or in case someone is actually reading this. OK, it's late, I'm going to bed. ... Isn't...that...hippo...fat...?

NP: Me First & The Gimme Gimmes - Take A Break

God, I love these guys... and as I say that, the CD ends. Think I'll put on one of the older ones now. I'm not pasting the link... be creative and find it yourself. It's called Have A Ball. Then go download it or something. Oh well... just wanted to post something so people don't start bugging me. I have plenty in my head... plenty to write, most definitely. However, most of it I don't feel like writing about, and some things I can't write my true feelings about for fear my friends will plan an intervention to confront me about my suicidal thoughts. So, um... please - no interventions. Life just kinda sucks right now. I have a job... er, my career... so that's cool. I also have the upcoming hockey season to look forward to. For those of you out there who don't know, I'm venturing into the thankless world of coaching. After I finished my brilliant ;-) career with the Dragons, I realized that I missed being around hockey a lot. There is no way I can go back and play... even if I decided to go to grad school, which I'm not by the way. So coaching is my only option. I think it will be a good experience. There are still some guys around from my playing days, and I know some of the new guys already too. The DURHC is a class organization, and I'm glad to still be a part of it. ... OK, I don't know what else to write, but if anyone out there has heard the new Rancid album and would like to share their thoughts, please leave a comment or email me. Thanks, I would download it, but that would be illegal. ;-)

As I sit here gazing downward into my EluminX keyboard, I've been starting to think about how much things have changed over the last month or so. I moved out of the house I grew up in... a house I really liked a lot. Took a drive to Florida to move my Mom, only to have the whole thing turn into a nightmare and she is now back. Which is not a bad thing, I love my Mom and want to have her close, but the whole experience was not good. I think it brought us closer together though. ... I often think about how great it would be to have my own place. Just a small apartment is all I need. A nice little place that I can come home to and do nothing, grab a beer and play some music. At the same time, I've always feared living alone. Not for any of the reasons that one might think, like being homesick, or not knowing how to cook or clean. I can clean (when I want to), and I can definitely cook, so it's not that. I just fear that I will have a bad day, hour, or minute, and choose to not get out of bed the next morning. And maybe not the next day, either. It will snowball into a week, then into two weeks, and then I'll be fired, if not sooner. ... I've always tried to figure out what my motivation is for getting up in the morning. I suppose it's my job, but in the morning nothing seems to make sense. 15 more minutes of sleep always sounds so good at 7 AM. Motivation is something I need, and when I seriously think about it, I don't have anything to look forward to that warrants my waking up. Sure, I'd be missed at work because everyone would be in trouble without the geek around, but that's not enough for me. This may sound selfish and childish and maybe some other adjectives that end in -ish, but I need to matter. What I mean is, I need to be important. I want someone to care about me. OK, here's the weird part. I know there are people out there who care about me. My parents love me, I have friends that care about me, and there is an entire law firm that cares about me (if they can't get their work done because the computers are fucking up). You might think that this is enough, that I shouldn't need any more love. That is simply not true. You see, I've taken all these things for granted throughout my life. I know there are people out there whose parents hate them, and there are people with no friends, etc. For the brief periods of time in my life in which it seemed that I mattered to someone other than those mentioned above, I was at my happiest. I can't explain how the work days would go by so much faster, how my self-confidence and self-esteem were boosted through the roof. ... Thinking like this for a while clears my head. It makes me realize how good my life is, even though sometimes I really do hate it and want to die. I see so many people every day that are much worse off than I am, and it sets me straight I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm looking forward to hockey on Friday... and even closer than that, my fantasy football draft Thursday night at 8. It's my second year in a three-year keeper league on ESPN.com. I don't remember who I got to keep from last season, but I know it's three good players. I'm curious to see how high Mike Vick gets picked, considering he'll be out until at least Week 4. Oh wait, somebody probably already has Vick from last year. Unless they let him loose, which would have been stupid. ... OK, I have to go, I've written enough.

Hey, nobody is commenting. Fuckers... there, I used the F word too, just like all my crazy friends. I'll get to linking you all as soon as I can. So anyway, there is a rumor going around that I am taking three girls to a party on Saturday night. This may or may not be true. It may in fact turn out to be more like 4 or 5. Hopefully though, it will stay at 3 or below. Another thing... I'm not planning on hooking up with all three or four or five. Just one will suffice in this case. And not just any one of the three, someone specific. ... Hey Den, maybe I'll find out if your fake nails theory is correct. Maybe you will actually post that back on your site. ... Anyway, back to work.

If you are reading the August 14 post about the comments, and you are wondering where the links are... the Enetation site has been down periodically, and when it is down you should receive a shitload of run-time errors and the links will not be displayed on the page. So check back later.

NP: G Love & Special Sauce - Cold Beverage

Hey yo, I'm feelin' kinda thirsty... Heh, you gotta love the G-Man. Anyway, I've just been sitting here on this boring Saturday night thinking about what the upcoming months have to offer, and here's what I came up with...

1. Dave Matthews Band in concert - I'm actually going to both shows, Friday and Saturday nights, September 5 and 6. I'm not sure who is going to join me for the Friday show, but the Saturday show has been booked. My girl friend (2 words) Rosie is going to go with me, and if she backs out between now and then, whoever wants the tickets can have them. I got some seating area tickets for that show, and since I got them through the Warehouse, I don't even know exactly where I'm sitting. Could be 3rd row, could be last row. But at least they are not lawn tickets. I have lawn tickets for the Friday show, so by Saturday night, my legs should be hurting pretty good from the night before. I'm sure a review of the concert / night will be appearing on this site soon after.

2. Dave Mathews Solo Album - I think it comes out September 23, but I'm not sure. I don't why, but when I heard about a solo Dave album I immediately thought "acoustic Dave". I guess it's because when I've heard his solo shows they have all been acoustic. But it seems that he is going to be working with a lot of different musicians, including Tim Reynolds of course, so I'm not really sure what to expect. And I think that's the part I don't understand. Why work on a solo album with other musicians in the studio, instead of by yourself? If you want to work with other musicians, why not just use the band you already have? Does this not make sense? But I still can't wait to hear it.

3. Fall - Call it what you want; Fall or Autumn is probably my favorite season. The temperature starts to drop and we get those beautiful 65 degree afternoons... football season (real and fantasy) is gaining momentum as the meaningless preseason games are out of the way... I can wear more clothes (sorry, but by the end of the summer, I can't stand t-shirts and shorts all the time)... the National League pennant race actually involves the Phils this season, so the final month should be incredible... and who knows, maybe there is some playoff action in the cards?... Then of course, hockey season will be starting back up, and there is a chance I'll be helping out with the old Drexel team this season. I can't wait for fall.

4. I don't know, I can't think of anything else.

So there you have it. My guide to the upcoming months. After reading this, I hope you now understand that I take pleasure in the simple things in life, like football, porno, and books about war. No wait, that's a Denis Leary song... What I meant to say is that I take pleasure in the simple things in life, like concerts, good weather, and Philly sports. And I hope that in reading this you've become a better person, that in some way I have enhanced your will to live, and you will now spread the word to others about this great site. ... Or, maybe you will simply giggle inaudibly, smirk, and then check your e-mail before going to bed. Yeah, that's probably more like it. ;-)

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What a day this has been so far. First, we were having network problems, and then the power decides to go out for a few seconds. Luckily, the servers were not affected (Thank you APC). So, after the power outage, all those weird problems that always seem to happen after a power loss started to occur. I think I'm finally done now, and I'm taking a break. While we're on the subject of servers and networks and such, I downloaded the patch that Microsoft has had out there since the middle of July for some vulnerability in their software. They say it is critical and should be installed, but after I installed it, it tells me to reboot. Yes, let me just reboot all of my servers. I don't think that will affect business at all. Now I know why people create virii and worms... because they know that nobody wants to install an MS patch and reboot the server. So anyway, maybe I'll reboot someday soon. ...

The 311 concert on Sunday was incredible. It was my first time down on the floor with the real fans. I'm not going to go on and on about it, though. If you were there, you know how good it was, and if you weren't, there is no way I could explain it to you. I saw the setlist today on the 311 website, and according to the site Still Dreaming and Don't Dwell were on the setlist, but were not played. I know they weren't played, but the fact that they were going to play them and chose not to just kills me. Especially Don't Dwell, that song would rule live.

Make sure you visit Den's blog. The link is on the left somewhere. He recently edited his entry that explained his Fake Nails Theory. He is currently operating a PG-13 blog. I don't get it though... I thought the original post was suitable for a PG-13 audience. Anyway, I'm starting a "Bring Back the Fake Nails Theory Post" petition, so send in your name and email address. I will also be picking 5 names at random. The winners will receive a free hat. Or whatever I deem to be an acceptable substitute.

I feel really lame right now because I'm going to update everyone on the situation that occured during my last post. You know, just for all the millions of people out there who were waiting patiently by their computers for the solution. So, the screen on the Blackberry wouldn't come back on. To fix this, I simply pressed both of my thumbs firmly onto the screen, causing it to illuminate as it should. Another satisfied customer... Then the guys from S.O.M.A. were here to fix a problem with one of our laser printers. We outsource some of the printer jobs because we just don't have the parts on hand to fix the problems. So they swing by with the part, and install it as well.

I really hope it doesn't rain tonight. Hockey at Belmont is something I've been wanting to do for a few months now. I've been so busy with work and moving and everything else that I haven't felt much like playing. That coupled with the fact that none of my friends can play makes it nearly impossible to get a game together. I'm going to try to add a link to Den's blog on the side <--- over there on the left. He has some interesting things to say every now and then. Although I don't agree with his assertion that he has no life. Just because you play hockey on a Friday night doesn't mean you have no life. It sure as hell beats sitting in your house, alone. For me, at least. For the good of the world, and for the sake of all humanity, I will now make a simple request of the D man... please clue everyone in on your fake nails theory. Unless your blog is rated PG-13 or something.

Oh, by the way... maybe I'll start writing something of substance soon. You're welcome.

Hi there. This is my first post from work. For the record, I am on my lunch break. It's been very quiet today. I think some of the attorneys are out playing golf. For those of you who don't know... wait, someone else actually reads this? Heh, probably not. But anyway, for those of you who don't know, I am the head computer geek for a fairly big law firm. I won't give out the name, but I will say that it is the nation's oldest law firm. Since 1783 even. I wonder if they had computer geeks back then. OK, I know they didn't, I'm just being stupid.

So I'm supposed to play hockey tonight at good ol' Belmont, but it looks like it's going to rain. ... ... Anyway, I'm going to have to cut this short, as I've been given some work. Turns out, this one attorney's Blackberry has a screen that won't turn on. I have no idea what to do. The screws on the back of this thing are so small, and they require a star-type screwdriver. I don't have one of those. Crap.

NP: The Beautiful Mistake - Light A Match, For I Deserve To Burn

I bought this CD on Tuesday, and I've listened to it about 5 times already. I am starting to like it more each time. Although I could live without all the screaming parts. Don't get me wrong, I like screaming sometimes, but this guy has a terrible voice. He should just let the lead singer do all the singing. Or learn how to scream. Either way really.

So it's been about 6 months since my last post. Heh, I feel like I'm starting my confession. But anyway, a lot of things have changed since last I wrote. I now have a job... I now live in a new house... I now have a reason to wake up before 1 PM. I like my job, although sometimes it can get pretty boring. But of course those boring days are countered by the days where everything goes wrong and I never get to sit down. ... Ah, so I wanted to write a lot tonight, but I'm starting to feel like I'm running out of things to say. I have so much in my head right now that needs to come out, but I don't feel much like typing it. Maybe I don't know how to put it all into words. Perhaps one of these days I will. But, unfortunately that time is not tonight. Later.

Ah, so it's the calm before the storm. Dammit, I really do hate using cliches. Imagine never using a single cliche. Better yet, imagine a pro athlete never using a cliche. Take Donovan McNabb, for example. That guy can talk for 10 minutes and not say anything of substance. Every sentence contains a cliche. But, I don't want to get off on a tangent here, so where were we? Oh yeah, discussing the weather. Shit, how cliche is THAT? Heh, but seriously, it is supposed to snow like nobody's business over the weekend. So it looks like I'll be stuck in my house, wishing I could drive to Wendy's because we have no food in this house. Maybe one of the 5 billion college basketball games on Saturday will be worth watching. Yeah, right. Who am I kidding? The Flyers play at night, against Carolina. Should be a good game. I'd really like to see a Roenick-Brendl collision sometime in the first period to set the tone. And hopefully, some goals! Don't get me wrong, I appreciate a well-played 1-0 or 2-1 victory as much as the next hockey purist, but is it asking too much of the team to score 3 goals once in a while? OK, this is where I need to stop and collect my thoughts, and/or go to the bathroom. tick tick tick. Alright I'm back, even though I didn't really go anywhere.

Maybe I can get about 10 hours of practice in this weekend, and by Monday I'll be a guitar warrior. OK, maybe not that last part about becoming good. But you can bet that I'll get some quality practice in. Which is like any other day in my life, since I don't have a job. But I do have an interview coming up on Wednesday. This is a great opportunity, because it is the first real interview I've gotten since graduation. What sucks about it is that I have to go there and act all confident and charming and... just social. Which I find hard to do sometimes. OK, most of the time. What I really want to do is this: walk into the interview, and after it is over, tell the guy everything about why I need this job, because if I don't find a job soon, I won't be able to pay my bills.... Well, let's stop there. I know I won't panic and do something that stupid. I've done fine with my past interviews for the co-op jobs. I get myself psyched up for the 20 or so minutes I am in the building, and then after it is all over, I revert back to the social idiot you all know and love. Perhaps I find comfort in an alcoholic beverage or 2 or 3 or 4 at the end of the day, and that's another social experience I've conquered. Then holy shit, what if I actually get the job? I won't sleep for days, man. It's funny, I got this e-mail the other day at my Drexel account, which still works for some reason. So the e-mail was one of those annoying Drexel Annoucements. I usually just delete them right away, but the subject of this message caught my eye. It said something about a social anxiety disorder, so I read it. They had to be joking, right? They had scheduled a workshop to discuss the disorder, and were inviting people to come. They were inviting very shy people, possibly with social anxiety disorder, to attend a discussion on the topic. Hey, I kind of wanted to go. But of course I didn't. And neither did so many other people who are just like me. Heh, must have been a packed house for that discussion.

Yup, what a Friday night / Saturday morning this has been. Sitting here, listening to music, watching Law & Order, playing Metal Gear (which is the single hardest game in the history of video games), eating double stuf Oreos and Cheez-Its, waiting for the snow. Hey, anybody want to guess what the top story on the news will be tomorrow? haha, like it's never snowed before.

NP: All-American Rejects

I was going to talk about this CD I'm listening to, but my opinion keeps changing, so maybe I shouldn't say anything about it yet. I suppose it was worth $9.99 though. Why did I buy it? I don't know.

So how about those Flyers? I think they played well tonight, they just couldn't get it in the net. Minnesota looked pathetic on offense. I couldn't wait to watch this Gaborik kid play, and I was disappointed to say the least. Hopefully the game on Wednesday will be better, and hopefully the Flyers can score a goal.

Speaking of disappointments, the computer show on Sunday wasn't what I was expecting. A bunch of software that I can just download or buy somewhere else, and other equipment that I would be scared to buy because it would probably stop working after a few days. Wan had the best suggestion though. He said they should have free beer at the show. I don't think that will ever happen, but if they even had $5 beers, that would be an improvement as far as I'm concerned. I had the opportunity to eat at Arby's after the show. That might not be an event in YOUR life, but in mine, it qualifies as newsworthy. If I could eat fast food everyday, I would. And I'd probably be dead in 5 years, but for some reason that doesn't seem to bother me.

I just remembered that I had a couple fantasy football teams on ESPN.com this past season. I stopped paying attention to it somewhere around week 5, so I can't wait to see how bad my teams fared. And I won the league championship last season. My heart just wasn't in it this year. Bryan Humphreys let me know recently that my fantasy hockey team is in last place. As I was watching the Flyers-Wild game tonight, Jim Jackson mentioned that it was Manny Fernandez's first game back in net since early January. I think I've had him as my goaltender the whole time he was injured.

The music is over. Maybe I'll go to bed, so I can wake up a little earlier tomorrow. Maybe not.

Now Playing (NP from here on): Deftones - Adrenaline

Wow, and I just as I write that, it ends. So, um... no music for now. Anyway, if you just couldn't wait for my second post after you read the first, then you've come to the right spot. Right now I think I will make the requisite "I will update this page everyday" statement, for the sake of tradition anyway, but I really don't see an update everyday happening. Seriously people, how can I continue to work 40 hours a week, spend quality time with my girlfriend, and post a daily script of my life? Eh? When I'm working and have a girlfriend, I'll let you know. Until then, I have plenty of time on my hands.

So I watched the Flyers-Rangers game earlier tonight. A great win for the Flyers, and a nice start for Sami Kapanen, too. Let's see, scoring the winning goal in your first game as a Flyer, at home, against the Rangers puts him on the fans good side for now. But if he goes a few games without a goal, all the Pavel Brendl "fans" we didn't know existed will come out of the woodwork. I've always liked Kapanen as a player. Getting him for Brendl is a great trade, and hopefully it will spark the team for their playoff run.

NP: 311 - Grassroots

I couldn't resist. I needed more music. Oh, by the way... if you haven't gotten the meaning of the title of this blog, then you'll just have to keep trying. It might seem trivial at first, but there really is a deeper meaning. Not really deep, mind you. Let's say, somewhat deep. - Editor's note - the title at the time of this posting was I Am The Blog Of Robbo.

Tomorrow I think I'm going to some computer show with Wan. I'm not even sure where it is. Some convention center is all I know. Be back with the scoop sometime after that.

Sweet. My own blog. So much whitespace, so much to write. More on that later, I suppose.