Autoexec.bat – the great companion of config.sys! Where you set your startup routine, load shit (spec. 4DOS) and make mayhem happen. Mouse.com anyone?

I was “researching” at work, and during my “research” I came over a word I have not heard in a while: Defrag! Remember the days when defragging your computer was something you really did? And it took forever! I will do more “research” and see if I come across other nostalgic stuff one did on the days of DOS/WIN

Green Line
41 256 meters of tracks
650 V DC Electricity driven
49 stations (9 concrete, 3 mountainous, 37 outside)
3 Lines
Hundreds of Metro Cars (of 271 available C20)
Max capacity of each train – 1442 people
Aprox 500k passengers each day
Headway 2-10 min
Operating 19 hours a day

What are the odds for a train being full, 1442 people`? Yeah , I thought so… Move away mofo, I am going to make room for myself!

I am sitting in a room, without a couch!! Yes, you can feel the exitement build up! What is going on? What is happening? Why would someone be in a room without a couch? AHA, you think! A trick question. Is he in a bathroom? In a kitchen? Many rooms dont have couches! I wonder who decided that the couch should be in the living room? Its a funny thing, the couch! I will quote wikipedia:

“A couch is a generic term in North America and Australia, for an item of furniture designed to seat more than one person. Typically it will have an armrest on either side. Couches are normally found in the family room, living room, den or the lounge. They are covered in a variety of textiles or in leather”

These are the thoughts in my head, a mere 2 hours before kickoff! Rooney vs. Torress… Berba vs. Gerrard… Reina vs. Van Der Saar… United vs. Liverpool…

I predict 3-1 ! An opener by Torress, followed by a double Rooney, while Nani finished off the match with a late goal.

To all you Liverpool pricks out there, glory glory mofos!!! =)

I did something stupid, I decided to stop “snusing”. I have been dealing in the nicotine business for 12-13 years now, first smoking some, then snusing on a regular basis. Snus is kinda the lesser evil, but contains evil amounts of nicotine, so quitting is hard. I am rambling here, but with good cause. I have been on the spaceship for 50 hours, so my body is nicotine-free.. Now the withdrawals can kick in big time. The last two days have been a mix of joy, anger, sadness, craving, you name it I have felt it Lets see how long I can go, but my goal is no more at all, not even when partying. Next, save the world!

Everyday I live my life, taking life for granted: I get up in the morning, eat some breakfast, go to work, go home, eat some more, then sleep. Life becomes a routine. You never know when something unexpected might happen though. You might meet someone, you might win the lottery, or you might see a life get extinguished right before you. I usually never blog about my personal feelings, but I think today qualifies for an exception.

At around 1800 today, I was waiting for the subway on my way home, when the unexpected happened. The train appeared in the tunnel just about to stop at the platform when a figure gained speed and disappeared down on the rails, just a blink of an eye before the train pulled in. A loud thumb followed as the train ran over the figure. The noise as the emergency brakes on the train kicked in, and the figure was probably torn apart by the wheels of the train, really didn’t sink in until later. The platform was evacuated, and all the people in the train stuck as the train came to a stop 1/3 onto the platform, most of the train still in the tunnel. I reacted with shock, not just for the figure who just had its life ended, but also because of the kids laughing and shouting “did you see him jump?”, the adult people who seemed more worried about how they were about to get home, and the lack of control of the platform guards. I really hope they reacted with shock , and that this indifference of a figures life isn’t characteristic. I feel sorry for the disturbed figure who chose to end its life by jumping, but even more for the poor soul who drove the train, having to live with the images of those crucial seconds.

Two hours later the trains are rolling again. The figure has been removed. The rails have been cleaned. The only indication of whats happened is a note on the metro website saying there was a temporary stop due to an “accident”, as they understandably don’t say anything about suicides. I wont forget what I saw though, the driver will probably not forget either. Life goes on…