Author: FourMajor

  • A Little Story I Made Up

    Alyssa asked me to tell her a story over IM. So I did. And since I had already typed it all out, I figured I might as well make you all suffer just like she did when she was reading it. Anyway, here it is, unedited:

    there was a little boy named Jimmy
    Jimmy grew up in Arkansas
    His daddy was a farmer
    and he didn’t have a mommy
    it was just him and his daddy
    they lived on the farm that had been passed down through the generations
    there was a man named hank
    who came and bought the produce from Jimmy’s dad, Bruce
    Hank and Bruce came to become good friends over the years
    in fact, Jimmy and Bruce rarely saw anyone but Hank
    Jimmy always wondered why his daddy did not like other people
    but it didn’t bother him much
    they always asked Hank for certain odds and ends from town
    and in fact, Bruce didn’t even send Jimmy to school
    he didn’t want Jimmy interacting with the other kids much
    but Bruce wanted his son to be educated nonetheless
    so he had Hank buy books for Jimmy
    he tought Jimmy how to read
    but beyond that, he didn’t know much
    but since he had books, he could teach himself things
    when he was 15, he decided that he was starting to get interested in Economics
    unfortunately, he didn’t have any Economics books
    he didn’t ask for much from his daddy, but his daddy always got him whatever he asked for
    so the next time Hank came by, Bruce asked him to bring back an economics book
    “Bruce,” Hank said, “sorry, but the price of corn has gone down. There isn’t enough to cover the cost of a book.”
    Jimmy was let down, but he wasn’t one to complain
    It was a year later, and the price of corn still hadn’t gone up
    Jimmy was getting tired of the books that he had
    so in his boredom, he set out to town
    he had to try to find a way to make some more money
    There, he saw another farmer, who sold his produce himself in town
    they got to talking, and Jimmy explained how he just wanted some more books
    the conversation got to the subject of the price of corn
    “Yeah I’m just here in town today to pick me up a new pair of snakeskin boots! On sale for $150! What with the price of corn going up, and all!”
    Jimmy was shocked
    “You must be confused, old man.”
    Jimmy walked away only in half belief of the old man
    he didn’t want to believe him
    but at the same time, he had to find out more
    he trusted old Hank, so he decided to go find out more
    he went to Hank’s office, but no one was there
    He stepped in the door, and went to the desk to write a note to Hank. He started to write – “Hank, we need to talk. Thanks. – Jimmy”
    as he placed the note on a piece of paper on the desk, he saw the price being paid to other farmers
    it was far more than what was being paid to old Bruce
    he was already very mad, but he had to find out more
    he went rifling through the file cabinet, and found out that poor Bruce had been swindled his whole life by Hank, but never this bad!
    all in all, Bruce was owed over $30,000
    Furious, he went home to Bruce
    he explained the situation; Bruce was heartbroken
    Bruce was so distraught, that he just retired to his bedroom
    come next morning, Bruce did not come out for breakfast at normal time of 6:30am
    Jimmy knocked on the door
    Bruce said, “I’ll be out soon.”
    7 am came, then 8am
    by 9am, Jimmy knew that Bruce would not be out for a long while
    after checking on his father and seeing him just curled up in bed, Jimmy decided that he had to take matters into his own hands
    he could not stand to see his father like this
    Jimmy hopped in the tractor, and lumbered along at 15mph to town, 40 miles away
    2 hours and 40 minutes later, he arrived
    he drove right up to Hank’s office
    in fact, he didn’t just drive right up to it
    he drove right THROUGH it
    the office was now split in two
    on one side was Hank, sitting dumbfounded at his desk
    Jimmy was about 130 pounds; Hank was about 250 pounds and known for his great strength
    nonetheless, Jimmy walked right up to Hank’s desk and looked him right in his eyes
    didn’t say a word
    Hank opened a drawer at his desk
    and pulled out…
    his checkbook
    he walked right out of the split open office, due east
    (the farm was west)
    for two weeks, no one saw or heard from Hank
    Jimmy tended to the farm while Bruce lay in bed most of the day, only coming out for meals
    after the two weeks passed, Jimmy discovered an envelope in the mailbox with no return address
    it had two items in it:
    a blank check made out to Bruce
    a small slip of paper that said “sorry”
    Jimmy cashed the check for $30,000 and upgraded the farm significantly
    Hank was never heard from again
    unfortunately, Bruce just wanted his friend back
    the end

  • Letter to Lily’s BBQ (Formerly Brother in Law’s BBQ)

    August 17, 2006

    Lily’s BBQ
    705 Divisadero Street
    San Francisco, CA 94117

    To Whom It May Concern:

    Having moved to San Francisco almost a year ago, I noticed from time to time that this is not a city famous for its barbeque. Determined to satisfy my craving for a pulled pork sandwich with BBQ sauce and slaw, I scoured the Internet looking for a good barbeque restaurant.

    The two places that I found online were your restaurant and Memphis Minnie’s. Pulling out my trusty Zagat guide, I found your restaurant to have a slightly higher rating.

    Having made my pick, I made my day centered around going to your restaurant. I went to the Western Addition library, and after a few hours of studying there, I decided it was time to quell the rumbly in my tumbly.

    I arrived at the restaurant at approximately 1:50pm, a good time for a late lunch. Unfortunately, I discovered a “Closed” sign on the front door. There was no indication as to why the restaurant was closed. No “sorry, closed for today,” no “be back in 15 minutes” sign. Nothing. Walking around to the side, I found the menu which listed the hours of operation. Well it used to at least. Now it just says:

    Hours: 10am – 10pm Call

    You can be sure that I won’t be calling. I won’t be making a point of coming to your restaurant. If you’d like to win me over as a customer, I suggest you try finding me in Memphis Minnie’s.

    Sincerely,
    Stuart Matthews
    2240 Larkin Street Apartment 103
    San Francisco, CA 94109

  • Yay! The Library is Closing!

    Today I have decided to go to the Western Addition library so that I can go to Lily’s BBQ afterwards. By the way, the Zagat guide gave Brother in Law’s a 23 (out of 30) on food, and a FOUR on decor. Seriously. A four.

    Anyway, so of course I had to look up the address and hours for this library branch. And now I find out that this library is closing for renovation very soon. In fact, they’re having a freakin’ party (pdf) to celebrate the closing. This seems a little messed up. The branch will reopen in the spring of 2008.

    I am not saying that it doesn’t need renovating, but it seems a little strange to celebrate the fact that a community educational resource will be unavailable for about a year and a half.

    At least I will get to see it before it closes, and I might even make it out to the little party just to see the absurdity of it all.

  • A Little Tidbit

    I just found out that my monthly MUNI pass is good for the cable cars too. I thought I would share this here because it is hard to find this information stated clearly.

  • Not Working is Treating Me Well

    It’s the middle of my first week without a job. It is going great so far. I’ve been waking up at a decent time so far – 7:30 to 8am. And I’ve made it to the library and reached my study goal each day.

    If things keep going as they are, I’ll be able to pass this first test within about 2-3 weeks. If I had a job during all this, you can guaran-damn-tee that it would take me months to be able to pass this first test. I honestly feel so much more productive without a job.

  • A Good Prospect Down the Drain

    So I interviewed for a position in the financial district in SF. It wasn’t a “dream job” like KEI and hotornot.com, but it did seem pretty sweet, and I was excited about it. The position was for a system administrator working mostly with Unix and working with some Windows. I got the lead through a recruiter.

    I interviewed there on Friday, and the interview went pretty well. He assigned me a quiz to complete at home and I really enjoyed it. It had one question where I had to run nmap against his network and use other tools to find out as much as I could about his network. I spent a good deal of time on Friday taking this quiz.

    I evidently did pretty well on the quiz, because he assigned me the next task – installing Apache and Tomcat on his Ubuntu GNU/Linux server. I didn’t ace this one, but I did well enough…

    He asked me to come in today for a second interview. From the sounds of things, I was very close to getting an offer. Well, I got a call yesterday from the recruiter, who told me that the CEO now didn’t want to pay the recruiter fees…after, AFTER they had already agreed to those fees.

    So here I am, missing out on a job because some big-shot CEO somewhere decides that he’s going to change his mind. It wouldn’t have been so bad except for the time that I spent completing the assignments, and going to the interview. Ten hours of my time, and I can’t even be judged by my qualifications for the job.

    Oh well – several months of CCNP studying, here I come! Last day here at GuardianEdge is tomorrow.

  • Thanks

    Dear Guy that Peed on the Toilet Seat,

    Thanks.

    Sincerely,
    Stuart Matthews

  • MetroNaps

    MetroNaps – allowing workers to take a nap in the middle of the work day, at a very reasonable price.

    This really needs to become mainstream.

  • I’m Coining This One

    You can measure the change in your life by the change on your keychain.

  • Heard From Google

    Just a few minutes ago, Google emailed me about a Technical Support Engineer position. Damn it all. It would be cool as hell to work for Google, but I am putting my foot down on this anti-tech-support thing of mine.

    One interesting note – the woman that emailed me used Outlook for her email client.

    Update: The woman who emailed me was nice enough to thank me for letting her know I wasn’t interested, and the reason why. So I will do her a favor and let my readers know that she asked me to let others know about this opportunity. I don’t have too many Northern California readers here, but if you’re interested just shoot me an email to [email protected].