Saturday, January 31, 2009

5 Hours





My new Tornado Air Kit arrived Friday via UPS. It took me about five hours from start to finish to install it. In the shot of me and the laptop, I'm jetting the power commander for the new fuel/air ratio. Pretty fool proof, but you feel cool as hell watching numbers fluctuate on the monitor as the computer adjusts the fuel mapping. Phase II complete.

Monday, January 26, 2009

I'm back


The title of this post has a couple of different meanings: First, I haven't posted anything in quite a while, and I'm back. To post. More. Second, my absence in the high tech arena has sent shock waves through the "We have nothing better to do with our lives than to obsess about the latest gadget that will be obsolete in 7 weeks" crowd. I'm back! My new phone gets delivered today, winner of "Phone of the Year" at this year's Mobile Choice Consumer Awards. It also won a coveted "Steve Kalb official awesomeness selection" at his first annual cell phone institute held yesterday in his living room. This year it came down to his current Motorola Z9, Shannon's 2004 Nokia piece of crap, and the yet to be delivered Nokia E71 (unlocked U.S. version). It was close, but ultimately, the E71 earned the distinction because it's much, much better than the other phones.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Thursday, January 8, 2009

I feel like I'm back in 1987



Back in the day, my friends and I didn't all coordinate and buy the same game in order to play online together. There was no online. So, we'd all buy separate games and when we were finished with them, we'd swap games, stretching our parents' dollar a bit. I remember trading Matt, "Robowarrior" for "Contra". It's weird, but I still get a huge rush of nostalgia when I hear the sounds and music from any of those old games.

The point to my blog, is that I just traded Gears of War 2 for Left 4 Dead with a coworker's son. I'm pumped.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

How good am I?


Kinda average. At best. Wednesdays are my Portland days. I wake up at 5:30am for my drive to school, spend all day getting really smart, then spend an hour or so looking confused and tight at Vega Dance+Lab. If I had more time with the choreography I think I could look pretty good. Just one more class with the same combo. Just one more. But instead, I end up looking a little stupid.