Note to self:

When you measure out a distance between two spots on the floor, REMEMBER TO ADD A COUPLE OF METRES for slack! And for the distance between the switch and the hole!

What a waste of time and money. Back to Jaycar I go to get 15 metres of ethernet cable instead of 10!

A few weeks ago our naughty greyhound nommed through the ethernet cable that connected the router in the geek room to the switch in the front room, killing Net access for the PS3 and stopping the Airport Express from seeing the network. I got around it by switching the Airport to act as a wireless client and bridged the switch through it, dropping the connection speed from gigabit down to about 60-megabits. Good enough for my purposes, until Crumpet bought an iPhone.

Now, the current iPhones don’t have 802.11n networking, so I had to rip the network apart and start again. It’s working, but the connection between the two rooms has dropped again, to about 10-20 megabits, which is just painfully slow when you’re trying to copy a 2Gb media file to the PS3 to play.

I figured I’d have to run another ethernet cable under the house – not a problem now that we’d put up wire fencing to stop the dogs getting under there. Problem was I bought Cat6 cable instead of Cat5e, thinking it would be better-shielded against all the electrical wiring under the house. Cat6 is a right bastard to fit into an end connector designed back in the Cat5 days, and that kind of connector is naturally all I have!

I finally got one end (excellently) wired up and tested this evening though, and I’ll do the painful undoing of the wire fencing and crawling under the house tomorrow. I needs me my gigabit ethernet!

As of a few days ago, our land line was cut off when the incompetent ISP finally enabled our Naked DSL line properly.

So, if you want to call us, I suggest not using the landline, and instead, use our mobiles! Or even better, use email so I don’t have to talk on the phone. It’s not you. I like you. Really.

Searching through the used car classifieds, as I am wont to do when work is slow, it never ceases to amaze me that there are great sports cars out there that really haven’t been used.

Take, for example, the 2001 Porsche Boxster S with under 20,000 kms on the clock.

Why on earth was this car purchased? To look stylish? It certainly wasn’t bought to be driven anywhere. My car, which is usually only driven to work, has nearly 50,000 kms on it and I’ve only had it since late-2006.

Mark my words, when I get a Porsche of my own, I will drive the living shit out of it.

Now, this is exactly what I needed on a Friday morning after a night of dreaming that Crumpet left me.

Wow, I’ve been really slack at this blogging thing. Guess I’ll think about something to say today and if I come up with something compelling, post it tonight.