Requiem for a Gladiator:

Reggie,
Ambassador
Father
Minister
Competitor
Man

You shall be missed, #92. God be with you.

Images of my Christmas 2004

The GTO’s freshly washed and put away, the MINI’s loaded with winter clothes and shod with Dunlop snow tires, and I’ve padded my midsection with fruitcake.

Winter, do your worst!

Geeze, it’s cold out there this morning…7 deg F on the MINI thermometer.

Driving the Pup after a weekend in the GTO is a study in contrasts: The clutch effort in a MINI is non-existent, making it a much better friend in dense traffic, and the much-maligned British Midlands 5-speed is like silk compared to the 6-speed Tremec in the GTO. And it’s SO easy to blip the throttle for a perfect heel-and-toe downshift in a MINI.

Finally some pics of the New GTO, salt encrusted though it was after my travels this weekend.

Went down to Jackson to do some computer work for the library, and to show-off the new car. It was a magnificent ride down, and only a little scary during the snow bursts we saw today on the way back.

The car already has over 900 miles on the odometer, and it’s averaging around 20mpg on the highway on 87-octane gas.

:-) Here’s the Vortex Thread that got me to buy the GTO.

3 guys (maybe 4) got GTOs out of the deal, but Gateway, the thread originator, didn’t pull the trigger.

Lots of good GTO pics in the thread. :-)

Serenity NOW!

>>sigh«

Okay, when you’re going on vacation there are certain things you don’t do:
-- don’t break the build. This is the prime directive, because if you’re gone, you can’t fix it.

-- don’t lock half the libraries in the project just so you know no one (Harold!) can change them on you. This is the “this code is mine damnit” syndrome.

I’m hung-out-to-dry today, and I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. My parter on this project is out until Monday, and she screwed-up our library system royally. The only workable version of our component is on her system, and I have no way to get to it other than calling her cellphone and asking her for her system password. She didn’t check-it-in to our code library, so I can’t do any of the work assigned to me.

Learned something on my way to South Lexington to pick up my office-mate Patrick: Don’t try to ease into the throttle while your shifting the GTO. Clutch-in, shift, and STAY THE FREAK AWAY FROM THE THROTTLE until after you’re in the next gear.

I had the poor car (still searching for a nickname…“Goat” is the traditional name for a GTO, and Big Blue is Robin’s car’s name…we’ll see what pans-out) bucking like a bronco in traffic just shifting through 1-2-3. Once I stayed away from the throttle all driveline lash ceased.

What can I say? I found a 2004 GTO for a steal this morning at 9:30, and by 12, I had signed the papers, traded-off my Chevy Silverado, and powered down the road in a Kentucky-Blue Pontiac that could take-on anyone.

The seats are amazingly comfortable, the 350hp LS2 is both smooth and menacing, and the transmission is chunky and satisfying. The car feels brutish and blunt–it’s all force and no apologies. No wussy cylinder deactivation…if you keep your foot in it, this thing’s good for 158mph and 6mpg

Why OH WHY do I read The ‘Tex? I mean, all it does is give me car fever, something fierce…

So, here’s the deal…Pontiac brought the GTO back to America for 2004, and priced them right out of the market at $31k. This is roughly the same price as a Chrysler 300C.

Pics:

GTO:

300C:

Anyway, for $32k, I’m buying the Chrysler, no question.

…but the plot thickens…

After the inital hype died, Pontiac couldn’t give away the GTO. Styling was somewhat bland, and the 6-speed got panned for being vague, but the essentials were there: 350hp V-8 engine, manual tranny, independent rear suspension, and room for 4 people. GM’s stepping up to the plate, adding some “visual excitement” to the styling, and plopping-in the 400hp v-8 from the Z06 corvette

I hate our firmware guys
I hate our firmware guys
I hate our firmware guys
I hate our firmware guys
I hate our firmware guys
I hate our firmware guys

I’m not letting this ruin my day or anything (it’s almost over, come hell or high water), but things like this get on my nerves: Firmware and us agreed upon the behavior of our protocol 2 MONTHS AGO, and now it comes-out that both sides misunderstood the requirements.

Pics from the MINI Christmas part last night:

Pics

We arrived 45 mins late to the party with 8 MINIs there, total. Brad and Raecarol Ennis hosted the party in their pretty house in an affluent neighborhood. Most of the partygoers were families, and all the kids loved Brad’s downstairs full of toys.

The only bad part of the night is it REALLY has me wanting a MINI Cooper S, especially after hearing that the new ‘Hyper Blue’ color is just like the the old Indi-Blue. Priced-one-out, and it’d be $24k, which would be about $10k over what I could get for my MINI. »Sigh«

Watched The Whole Ten Yards up at Whitney’s on Saturday night. It’s embarrasingly bad, as neither the plot nor characters make any sense. There were maybe two or three funny lines in the whole movie.

When I was about 11, my Dad and I were laying-out sticks in the field for the forthcoming tobacco harvest. I looked at the whole task, the number of rows, and the number of sticks. I told Dad, “We’ll never get this done!”

“Don’t look at the rows ahead, just the row you’re on, son. We’ll get done.”

And we did.

* * *

When I’m having days like today, it feels good to remember that.

If nothing else will convince you, Allison Krauss’s voice will assure you there’s a God. Nothing so pure, sweet, and perfect could come about by accident.

Whitney and I went to The Louisville Palace last night for a performance of Allison Krauss and Union Station at 7:30. Being the last night of their two-night engagement at the Palace, the band was relaxed and playful, taking the audience through a setlist that ranged from haunting ballads to hard-thrumming bluegrass to more contemporary Country, mixing light banter and anecdotes along the way.

Great entry
over on Josh’s Blog about how my puny hometown made it into the New York times as a counterpoint to New York’s education reform efforts.

I’m one of the few people who liked KERA, but then again, I like to write. I feel KERA works well, if applied to students from 7th grade onwards (as it was with me) by teachers who are motivated. Unfortunately, the teachers from my hometown are lazy and complacent, with those who believed in students and their education moving “up the hill” to the now-bankrupt Independent city school.

So, today at work pretty much stinks. I missed my 9am meeting, I’m basically relegated to doing garbage-cleanup work on the codebase 12 hours a day for the next month (Merry Christmas everyone!), but this video brought a smile to my face:

video (right click->Save Target As)

It’s Gilles Villenueve vs Rene Arnoux back when Forumla 1 was real racing, not technological overkill.

This makes 12 hours at work (and counting), and I’ve been up since 5. Yike.

I get the blessing of a quiet weekend after what’s been a hectic week at work. Thank you, Lord!

Whitney invited me to her office Christmas party at the Gault house, and it was decent, if a tad boring. We arrived fashionably late (halfway through cocktail hour), and we sat with Whitney’s boss and CEO, both women, and their husbands, as well as David and Anne, a great couple from WV who’ve just had a baby girl this past year.

Take the quiz: “How much road rage do you have?”

Display more anger than half.
Well, I’m not exactly proud. But, at least there are more people who display more road rage than yourself. You may get angry at most drivers, but you aren’t a psycho who does drive by shootings.