about politics this morning. It’s pointless and idiotic and I’ve got too much to do, so I will race through this like I used to do in my Ford Thunderbird down the 101, when on my way to San Jose and my favored stores Frys and Surplus Computers. At least once a week I would make the trip to look at and buy computer stuff. Fry’s was like a Disneyland of electronics. It’s closed now, but just going through the front door was a trip. It was like entering a Mayan temple, and once you got inside you could spend hours wandering around the place looking at cool stuff. They even had a cafe where you could grab a snack if you became hungry in the middle of your shopping. I was always amused by the many cases of soda that were on display. I imagined overweight and sweaty guys buying this stuff in bulk and consuming it while they were at their desks coding, looking at porn, or both. A tech company, Super Micro Computer has since bought the site to use as a campus. Will they keep the exterior? We all hope so.
When the electronic sign is broken, the end is near.
Surplus Computers on the other hand, was essentially what it said it was. Surplus computer tech at rock bottom prices. I bought many SCSI hard drives and other stuff, which five years earlier would have cost ten times the price. In those days, as now, computer tech was changing rapidly and things became obsolete very quickly. Surplus was a great place for the computer nerd and people like me who were learning to build their own systems. Every year they would have a huge parking lot sale and geeks from all over would descend on it like a pack of locusts, snapping up anything and everything they thought was useful. A lot of it should have gone straight to the landfill.
Surplus is gone now. This is all that remains of it on the internet. I still have the T-shirt
I still have a couple of sub bass speakers that I bought for peanuts at one of the sales. I’m using one currently. The trip down there from where I lived in the Mission district in San Francisco, took the best part of an hour. I had a 1995 Ford Thunderbird at the time, and I would drive at around 90 miles an hour most of the way. That thing flew. Some careless idiot banged in the door in the Mission one day and messed up the window mechanism. When you park on the street, all bets are off. I even had it shipped over to New York when I moved here and drove it for a few years before I finally got rid of it. Now I drive a police car. Nobody is smashing into the door, and they get out of my way. If it’s good enough for the Blues Bros, it’s good enough for me. I didn’t have a cigarette lighter to throw out the window, however.
Ah yes, such a sweet ride, same color too.
I’ve got the wrap this up. Today it feels like Hawaii outside. I’m guessing because of the hurricane in the Gulf of Mexico we get this kind of “Pineapple express” where the warm winds from the south are pushed up here. It’s a term they use on the west coast, but I’m going to appropriate it for today. I could be completely wrong of course, but I don’t have the time to go and research this topic which I’m sure nobody cares about anyway.
Hawaii – Sometime the lava doesn’t stay in the bottle
Yesterday I posted a new music video from the Fortress which was recorded last week. In 4 hours it had 66 views, but by this morning it had stalled out out 107. I don’t trust Youtube at all. For some reason I always have the exact same number of subscribers that I have videos. I can’t believe that this is a true statistic. I am fairly convinced that Youtube picks winners and losers. There really isn’t anything that isn’t compromised by the rapacious creatures who control most social media. Forget search engines if you’re looking for the truth also. Impartiality is long gone baby. It’s just pure propaganda now.
Let’s make this 107 million views FFS