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Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Correspondence of March 19, 2013

Hi P~

I wish it was easy. Big Boy is the computer which had issues in which Windows would not backup the system due to the following errors: 0x80070001, 0x81000037, and 0x80070003. Microsoft provides the steps to fix these errors, but the steps they give you to take are not steps you can take because they send you to a dead end. After reading numerous forums regarding this problem, I see that I am not alone in noting that there is a dead end.

As Big Boy is used to create my home network, I had to find my router's drivers before I could have access to my other computers. Unfortunately, the drivers do not come on the installation disk as they were updated on the internet some time before. Luckily, I keep folders on such things and was able to install based on my keeping such on my old desktop which was copied in full to a folder before I took my system down. A copy of all my downloads also had to be keep so that I could go back and redo what had been undone.

Although I brought the system down and back up again, it would seem that the new install created a partition which I am not fond of and I can't get rid of due to it belonging to the "system." I have found a "work around" and will go back and reinstall when time finds me. There is no sense to finish installing all my programs and preferences only to have to undo them. Until then, I can use Little Man, Baby Girl, or my iPad. :-) If I did not have so many damned programs to reinstall and if I did not want to configure my system to exactly the way I had it, it would have been finished already. It took me a week to get it to where it is now. Meh!

On keeping information: I maintain so much data that I require 1 external 3TB HD, 2 x 2TB external HDs, and 1 1.5TB external HD. Big Boy keeps his information not only on his 1.5 TB internal drive, but he also uses the the 2x2 TB and the 3 TB.

Sorry for the rant, but I have my work cut out for me. Out of curiosity, how long does it take to get a laptop back to the exact way you had it? Back in the day, reinstalling Windows 95 on an old Compaq computer, which consisted of a 1 GB HD, took 10 hours as I would then create a FAT drive and restore all my data and preferences. Compression was necessary as 1GB is nothing. I don't miss Windows 95, but I do miss Windows XP. :-)

Have an awesome day P!

~ Arachne


Dear M~

Excuse the tardy reply, but my Big Boy system was having backup errors that caused me to do a reinstall of Windows 7.  I met success in doing so and in collecting the saved drivers for my wireless router so that my other systems could connect to the internet.  Unfortunately, I will take Big Boy down again due to the reinstall’s creation of a 99MB system partition that was not there when I purchased the system.  I want that sucker gone and have found a “work around” in which to rid myself of it.  The problem with redoing my system is that thus far it took a week to reinstall and reconfigure it to my liking and it must come down again. As I sit here on Little Man, I can answer you while I ponder what needs to be copied from my other computer so that the updates will show in my next revival. 

Waters are muddied on purpose to impose a seek and find.  No one appreciates a gem that is too easily found as much as one that must be exhumed.  A clear puddle will produce one’s own image as will a muddied puddle as it acts like a mirror. Unlike a mirror with a reflection of self, the mud can act as an individual’s shield in which they portray the reflection, but the inner self lies in the mud.  Again, it is about exploration.  

The problem I find with specialization is tunnel vision that is too honed on the specific.  Being a Jack or Jane of all trades does not allow for honing as the vision is scattered and/or fractured, but in the scattering and/or fracturing there is a vision of connectedness.  All things are connected and woven together like a cool cardigan sweater.  Viewing the macro allows for closer inspection of the micro providing a micro inspection is warranted.  Micro vision is warranted when greater information is necessary.  

At what point in your life could you not say that you “wouldn’t change a thing in [your] life?”  What caused you to be able to say it now and to be “grateful for it all?” 

In regard to your books, isn’t the transformation about envisioning what you want and then achieving it?  Does it matter if it is a group or individual who is doing the achieving?  Originally, I stated, “I see a similarity in both books in that you must see something to make it be.”  How are transformations made?  How does one make a transformation if one does not see something in which to transform to?  Would you agree that transformation requires vision?

On being one...are we like cogs in the machine in which if one cog breaks the machine does not work?  We are all connected in that we are part of all that is.  At the same time, we, as individuals, have our own life experiences while we occupy our shell.  Where is home?  Who do we think we are?  Would you mind extrapolating on the “illusion?”

Speaking for self, I am part of all that is and my life will touch others who are part of all that is.  Upon my supposed death, I will return to my original form of energy; the energy that did not have the opportunity to experience in life as I currently know it.  No one can stand in my shoes and see the same points I do as I occupy my space/time and thus I am privy to it.  From my space/time I see, hear, feel, smell, and taste what the external has to offer, but from within my subjectivity comes into play giving me my own perspective.

M, if you could live forever, what would you do with your time?  What would be your ultimate achievement?  I too am enjoying our volley as I am not only getting to know you, you are getting me to think.  What more could I ask for? 

I look forward to your reply. 

Cheers my friend!

~ Arachne


Hey M~

Sorry for the tardy reply, but I was and am having issues with Big Boy (my main computer). 

Thanks for the complement, but some could view me as a professional nut not that I would give a flying fuck or a rat’s ass.  Hell, when not occupied with pet projects, I love intellectual rumbles with no holds barred.  There should be no holds barred in all discussions, unfortunately, there are some prissy people out there who fail to realize they shit too and thus hold their nose in the air fearing the stench of others when their own stench is equal even if hidden.  At the risk of sounding like a woman, I mixed two colors of Chromasilk Vivids...Violet and Orchid.  I have since done a more violet job and thus the color is much more purple.  I’m sorry to say that there is no romantic name for the color unless you want to call it Purple Concoction a la Arachne. 

*** is restrictive and biased.  Hell, you should be able to legitimately slam someone when they need slamming.  It should be up to the individual to defend themselves.  Oh well, I guess they need ma and pa moderator to protect their prissy asses. ***** is a much better group of individuals and, thus far, I have not seen any restrictions. 

Pie fillings...hum.  A pie filling could be construed to be a pussy filled with cum.  Then again, it depends on who is thinking the thought.  Sex is always a good subject, but some are afraid to talk.  It seems that the women were open to the bonobo topic while the men were quite quiet.  I guess they are a walrus.  Oh well.  I wonder how a link to ***.*** would go over?  Imagine creating a question like, “Have you ever been on ***.***?”  I think the topic would be banned in any forum.   

My best guess on those who have lived in China from ancient times to now is that they are acclimated to their environment.  Imagine bringing an Eskimo there?  The Eskimo would have heat stroke.  A Chinaman would probably freeze in his tracks upon getting to the arctic.  I laugh as I think about that.  Although I have not heard of such houses, it does make sense. 

As it has been awhile, you must be ready for your close-up now.  Are you?  Inquiring minds want to know. 

~ Arachne

Dear B~

The scales of Libra is really unbalanced. Don't you find it odd that it is the only sign in the zodiac that does not represent something living? What does that say about the sign? The scales are meant to weigh, but what do they weigh? Self? Others? Horse shit? I don't know. My daughter is also a Libra who was born on the 25th, but she and I are polar opposites. Miss pink tutu glam queen is a stark contrast to my steel toe Doc Martens/Harley boots matched with black clothes with insulting logos. I can't say that she and I are the same and I highly doubt that I am the same as other Libras. If I were to use the Chinese sign, I am metal rat. The name suits me in that I enjoy rat behavior and metal music. Other than that, I find that the signs provide generalities that can be applied to anyone. I saw an experiment in which individuals were given the information for another sign. The majority knew their sign yet subscribed to that of the of an alternate sign. Why? Because it is too general. A long time ago, I did that online tarot thing for money and it was a scam. I was providing generalities while pulling information from clients. The longer I kept them on the phone, the more money I made. I find it sad that people buy into that. It is like believing in god. There is no supporting evidence.

I believe an old friend of mine was a Pisces, but I was too stoned at the time to really remember. That was years ago...light years ago.

Heinlein is a man who saw things in a different light. I admire his writing and his view of utopia. My favorite Heinlein quote is:

A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.

Soup? Why not steak? lol

~ Arachne

Dear B~

I went on over today and had a look and I almost fell out of my chair because I was laughing and crying so hard.  I can’t help but wonder how many are offended by your literature.  It would be great to have a system where you could record the facial expression of those who visit your profile.  Think about it.  The closet people may actually admire your balls, but would be too afraid to say so.  You know the type, “Gee willikers, I wish I could say that.  I so want to but what will ‘they’ think?  I best run away as I could be viewed as guilty by association.”  LMAO

Damn woman!  You have been through a great deal and are still going through a great deal.  Is the new development something that can be corrected or is it something that you will have to experience for the rest of your life?  What kind of accident were you in?  Were you able to sue anyone (Not that money makes the body feel better.)? 

Why did you have something to hide to begin with as you have nothing to hide anymore?  Do you think that you will lose your wife at this point?  When you state that, “everything else that I give two or three shits about is gone...” what are you referring to?  I ask because I want to know if you really had it to begin with.  I ask these questions to myself in order to know myself.

The honor is all mine, B.  It is hard to find people who are willing to say FUCK YOU out loud and be proud of saying it. 

Fuck the cogs and the frogs and those who wish to control
Just give me sex, (no more drugs), and some rock n roll

Peace out Princess.  Gotta love ya!

~ Arachne



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