It's all over! It's all over!!

Yes, folks, my first semester of law school is all over.  Can you believe it?

I can't either.

To many of you, this picture to the left and its attendant sound bite will be utter nonsense.  You need only listen to understand why I put it in.

For those of you who are familiar with the history, can I get a witness, please?

Cracker Barrel

Our daughter says it all on this one.



Okay, except for the biscuits, you can't top biscuits.

CHROME OS: Imagine a world with my nth love.

This post will likely start the F-Word raving and for good reason.

For the past so many days, I can't get Google's forthcoming operating system out of my brain waves.

It will have no local applications. NONE.

Why on earth would I subscribe to such a spartan monstrosity whose sole aim is to galvanize my letharghy, wash my brains out, and fill them with ads?

Speed, simplicity, and security.

Imagine a world where your computer would boot up in 7, count them, 7 seconds and you could be online, zooming away in just three more.

Imagine a world where your system resources aren't bogged down by SVCHost or who knows what other meaningless background processes.

Imagine a world where you don't have to worry about throwing the computer at the wall because Vista told you for the thirtieth time that you don't have permission to access files on your own computer.

Imagine a world where you don't have to update, monitor updates, check Windows update, or even run virus scans or spyware, not to mention random utilities like disk defragmenter.

Imagine a world where you don't have to worry about losing your data through a system crash or a good ole fashioned mugging.

Imagine a world where you can access your data, the same data, where ever you have an internet connection.

Finally, imagine a world where your OS is so self-reliant, that if it ever gets corrupted, etc., it will automatically re-download and fix itself.

It might sound Orwellian, but imagine a world with Chrome (OS).

If you'll excuse the inherent and outrageous blashpemy, this scripture comes to mind: http://scriptures.lds.org/en/alma/36/22#22

Cool Iris in Chrome

If you're like the CA, you love Chrome and you love searching Google Images.

Unfortunately, Google Images is pretty spartan when it comes to picture count on a page.

To fix this problem, install the Cool Iris extension. It lets you display scores of pictures all at once and you can scroll through hundreds/thousands by simply dragging the screen to the right.

Here's where you can get the extension: http://www.cooliris.com/beta/chrome/

Please note that you'll need to be running either the beta or developer builds of Chrome: http://dev.chromium.org/getting-involved/dev-channel (Look under "Subscribing to a channel")

Finally, if you'd like a super cool search-from-your-omnibox in Cool Iris search engine, right click in your Chrome omnibox (address bar)>edit search engines>add.

Next, choose a name and shortcut of your choosing (e.g., I use ci for Cool Iris).

Then paste the following into the URL box: http://www.cooliris.com/tab/#url=jsfeed%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2Fimages.google.com%2F%23%3Fcisearch%3D%s%2520

This way, whenever you want to search Cool Iris, you can just go to your omnibox, type in your shortcut (again, mine is ci, for exampe), hit tab, and you can search Cool Iris straight from your Chrome omnibox.

Please hold your applause. I accept cash, checks, credit cards, and pay pal. Whichever you prefer.

Mr. Potter goes Trunk-or-Treating

Now what you've truly been waiting for, some pictures not necessarily of Yours Truly.

Way back in October, Ginny, Lily, and I went to our ward's trunk-or-treat.

Ginny is a little OCD about projects and so she put together the most impressive trunk-or-treat trunk I have ever seen.

Apparently, the judges thought the same thing because our trunk won first prize!

Yes, I've had to bury my head in the sand on this one since it would seemingly be some kind of "man project" (to win glory, fame, and honor for his family).

Thankfully, Ginny doesn't gloat as much as Malfoy used to.

F-Word, eat your heart out.

Yen

Speaking of words, yen is not only a form of Japanese currency, it also means to pine for something.

http://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1GGLS_enUS342US342&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8&q=define:yen

Maybe it's a yearning to spend money?

I love those ducks/geese/birds/whatever, by the way.

Logorrhea

Yet another post I've been meaning to do for a while.

Like the geek that I am, I subscribe to a nifty word of the day feed.

This was on it one day.

Excessive and often incoherent talkativeness or wordiness.

I don't mean anything by this picture, it's actually just what came to mind.

However, "talking heads" do seem to have a bit of logorrhea, come to think of it . . .

Locked Out

I won't give you all the details on this one, but I'll just say that a while back, my wife, our daughter, and I were locked out of our apartment for a substantial period of time.

Locksmiths were called, hair was pulled out, and lives were changed. Maybe I'll write a Conference talk about it one day . . .

Too bad our apartment isn't closer to the ground or maybe I could have pulled a stunt like that seen in the picture on the left.

Downloadable Videos: Too Cool for School

Anyone who knows me from Adam will corroborate the submission that I am loathe to praise the ivory kingdom of Steve Jobs.

However, let me just say that while RedBox ($1 movies) is nice, being able to sit on my pants, click a button, and have a movie playing for a slight markup (yes, I know that $3 is three times $1) is joyous.

I'm also an enthusiast for renting in general. There are few movies that I want to watch every other day, so being able to pay a few GW's every time we want to watch a descent flick (which isn't all that often to begin with) is no sweat off my back, especially considering we'd have to rent the movie like four times to equal the purchase price of a DVD.

Some movies are good, but most are not four-times-in-the-same year good.

Here's to the man in the black turtle neck and jeans for making it easy on me (even if I'm loathe to admit it).

BYU beats Oklahoma??

I've been meaning to post on this one for a long time.

Of course, I couldn't watch the game (or, rather, I hadn't figured out how to tap into my school's VPN yet) . . .

Anyway, just because a lot of people often hold BYU football out to be the Boise State of the Mountain West (good record, no real opponents), I had to post on this one.

Too bad they had to get pummeled by the Florida State criminals and rebeat (as in beat down) by the Horned Frogs. At least TCU seems like a legitimate contender.

Ah well, if my research is correct, BYU hasn't gone undefeated since, you guessed it . . . 1984.

Maybe in another quarter of a century we'll pull it out again off again.

Kentucky Temple

These pictures are from a while back, but given their star, I think you'll enjoy them.

Blocking Ads in Chrome: Host Files

Are you die hard about Google Chrome?

Would you also rather die than surf the Web with never-ending, pernicious ads?

First of all, welcome to the club.

Second, I have a potential solution for you: Use a host file.

I strongly recommend http://www.mvps.org/winhelp2002/hosts.htm with a few caveats:

a) It's not for the faint of heart (if ads don't bother you very much, this solution will probably be a little over the top).

b) It's kind of complicated.

c) It may block services/functionality you don't want blocked.

d) It sometimes looks goofy (note image).

With that said, I do strongly recommend it (until a true adblocker, not AdSweep, comes out for Chrome).

Cheers.

Contact me with any questions.

Red Neck Joke

Speaking of Provo-Orem, had to share this one:

Craig's List

I can't remember if I ever posted on this, but my wife and I posted about a million things on Craig's List and a large portion of them actually sold.

Craig's List, and to maybe even a greater extent the Provo-Orem area, this one's for you!

To The Gypsy

I should have posted on this ages ago, but I owe someone a great deal of thanks for helping us get across the country without losing our sanity.

Gypsy, this one goes out to you.

(Note: This is not what our GPS looks like.)

Architreks

Back in the first week my wife and I got here, we took a cool tour around downtown Cincinnati (don't go walking around there alone, especially at night . . .).

I won't flood you with anything but photos.

Provecho.

Our Apartment

I've just about said everything there is to say on this one. I almost assembled it all, single-handed.

Here it is in all it's glory.

I'm pretty sure it was built in the 1920's and other than a few interesting "features," it's more than any jolly bloke could ever hope for!

Enjoy.

NowUCmeless

This is the title I adopted for my NFL Pick'em league with my brothers and some others (I am tied for first place, BTW, your K-ness).

In case it's not readily apparent, I chose the indicative appellation due to my disappearance from anything not related to reading/studying for class all day every day.

Law school isn't rocket science or anything, but it's not playing WOW either. Okay, that was a little too harsh, let's say it's not like playing Super Mario Bros. Happy?

I'm really enjoying everything from foreseeability in tort liability (my brother's all-time-favorite), Constitutional Law, Civil Procedure, Contracts, to even Lawyering.

I always knew I spoke in code, but now I really do speak in Code (e.g., the Uniform Commercial Code, etc).

Anyway, while my brain hasn't been this tired in quite a while, it's been quite an experience. But let's just say I'm glad it's FALL BREAK!

BTW, that's William Howard Taft, ICYWW.

IKEA

I'm getting back in the game. As you know, I've been MIA for a while, so I've got some catching up to do.

I hope you won't try to read everything all at once, you will likely develop a nasty case of mental indigestion.

Unfortunately, I don't have a whole lot of photorials for you, but I do have a lot of memories.

For this lovely post, I take you back to the first days of our existence here in Cincinnati.

My wife and I had next to nothing as far as furniture is concerned so we turned to . . . you guessed it, IKEA, that harbinger of furnishing bliss.

I'll try to summarize things briefly.

My wife and I visited IKEA probably 5-8 times.

It seemed like each time our daughter conveniently needed a serious diaper change as we were leaving . . .

It also felt like we had to rush out the door each time before the kicked everyone out.

On numerous occasions, we could barely fit everything on the cart -- or in the car, for that matter. In fact, on one occasion we had an employee help us out and we had to rip some of the boxes open and stick part of our bed frame out the back window. Good times, trust me.

Basically, almost anything not a computer in our apartment that isn't inside a closet was assembled by yours truly.

Tim Taylor would give me a hearty ho-ho at my uncanny ability to wield an IKEA wrench (as shown). After many hours, many mistakes and much scratching of my head, it's all in place.

That's probably more detail than you bargained for, so if you want more, either fill in the blanks or petition for a furtherance of information, the CA is not unsympathetic, your pleas will not fall upon deaf ears.

THE FINISH

Seeing as I currently go to school in Cincinnati, watching this video (thanks to my brethren of the same mother) was especially sweet for me.

If you haven't savored it yet . . . you will.

Provecho.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dsKKUhSuZIY

On second blush, it looks like the stingy NFL may have claimed a miserly copyright . . . Sheesh, who has those anymore?

If it doesn't work, I guess you'll just have to go out and find it.