TLDR: Dealing with a Dead Drobo

2017-10-11 Drobo5C blue light flashing

I’m spoiled. I buy some piece of tech, I expect it to work, no muss, no fuss. I’ve been doing this long enough to remember how hard it used to be to get anything done to the point where I’m now often unprepared for what to do when tech things don’t work. I posted in my social media feed that my Drobo died and was met with mostly “meh” and some confusion.

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Daily Random Sh*t: No More

Daily Random Shit: No More

Washington Post article carried one story from the shooting (

Sad. We can make this better, but it won’t be simple and we cannot let those who shout the loudest “win.” What should have led to friendship and connection was brutally killed by a sniper’s bullet and some are going to say that they cannot do anything to stop such things from happening… That’s not leadership. That’s not protecting the citizenry. That’s fear and divisive politics. No more. In a modern American city no one should be able to arm themselves like this is a war zone, any more than all of us driving cars and truck, which are capable of causing death, should be free to drive in any way that endangers anyone. Figure this out or get out of the way for others able to see beyond their political fears. No more.

The Day after The End and The Rest of Your Life

Blood Moon by Hanzlers Warped Visions

I stayed up way too late into Sunday morning messing around with my blogs, such that I completely forgot about the “Apocalypse” that had been getting so much buzz on the web. Then I noticed that someone on my social network feed had “checked in” on an apocalypse page as “safe” like someone checking in after riding out a hurricane. Really? 2017 and we’re still playing this “I know when Jesus is coming back!” game? If you’re such a great biblical scholar, uncovering some unknown truth hidden for 2000 years in the Book of Revelations, maybe you should spend a moment or two explaining how you can completely ignore this statement:

“However, no one knows the day or hour when these things will happen, not even the angels in heaven or the Son himself.[a] Only the Father knows.” Matthew 24:36

Egads people, how much must you hate your life that you are desperate for divine intervention to fix your life at the expense of some world-wide calamity? Over the course of my life I’ve already witnessed endless dates set for the Lord’s return. Beginning as a teenager in Southern California I remember the proclamation of the Chuck Smith, of Calvary Chapel fame, that Jesus had to come back one-generation after the founding of the modern state of Israel in 1948, that being the late 1970. The net result was that thousands of young people literally not planned on living into their 30s (granted young people are not really known for having any long term plans…). But year after year, someone has generated a following based on secret knowledge about Jesus coming back bringing the End of the World, despite Jesus’ own worlds in the gospels warning against such knowledge. Insanity.

At the same time, I’m cautious about full-on calling believers on such things because, while I wish we were less willing to believe such bullshit and swallow delusional crap from charlatans and religious fools, this “hopefulness” isn’t entirely unrelated to our ability to succeed against all odds and do the impossible. It’s complicated.

So the day of this apocalypse has come and gone and no one will hold the “prophets” accountable for the false claim and the hopeful will lurch forward waiting for the next prediction (the next date now being October 15th). I found a video of one believer acknowledging what didn’t happen but still believing and doubling down on getting the next prediction right. Ugh. For my part I’ve long since realized, now that I’m in the last year of my fifth decade, that it’s silly for me to spend any concern on a Biblical Apocalypse when my own personal demise is guaranteed and I have fewer years ahead of me than I’ve already lived. Why wait for signs in the heavens when I already know that my part of this story is over half over. And knowing that how do I choose to spend my remaining time?

We traditionally spend so much energy on “some day,” often avoiding or shirking the responsibilities of right now. You don’t have to be a religious nut job to get that all wrong. Are you completely engulfed with the day-to-day, such that you’ve forgotten that there should be some destination (in this life) for all this effort? Or are you so about the “some day” that you’ve abdicated any joy in your daily efforts? It’s not an easy thing to balance. I had to get seriously in (in 2012) to realize that I couldn’t just let the days fly by. I’m not waiting for some mythical guy on a white horse to appear in the skies over Jerusalem or something that’s supposed to sound like trumpets to work on balancing the day-to-day with overall plan. And I haven’t been a “what’s your five-year plan” kind of guy, but I’m just now figuring that out. I don’t have forever, so what’s the plan? I hope the religious nut jobs find what they’re looking for, I’m just trying to figure out what I’m supposed to do with my remaining years (hopefully) and how often I should order that bucket of Coronas.

– Blood Moon by Hanzlers Warped Visions Follow
Blood Moon, retrieved 2017-09-27
– San Antonio bucket of coronas by Joe Bustillos, photographed 2017-06-26


Reflections from the Road: June 26, Day 5, San Antonio Riverwalk & a Bucket of Coronas

I just spent 39-days driving cross-country & here is one of my reflections from the experience. Enjoy

On every level, what’s the plan? Maybe I’m starting a bit too deep. It’s a Monday night and I’m sitting outside at one of San Antonio’s Riverwalk restaurants watching the couples stroll by. Four Coronas in, I have serious doubts about my observations & my ongoing unspoken commentary. I’m making great eye-contact with the help and assume my complete invisibility to the strolling tourists. I’m friends with the laughter around me though I know they’ll have no memory of the shared conspiratorial smiles. Then again, I took my glasses off, so I’m gonna be hard pressed to confirm anything I allegedly “saw.”

Blue-t-shirted Googlers and lots of folks from somewhere else hold court around me…. The mansplainer behind me talked nonstop for over an hour about whatever  and I scarcely remember hearing the voices of his two companions. People put up with a lot.

Damn the food was good and the bucket of Coronas even better. After the Googlers left I was surprised to discover that I was surrounded by a whole host of Apple-people and ADEs. I melded into their conversations (that I cannot hope to remember at the moment) and the world seemed right to have such passionate intelligent educators in it. Then on my walk home, Apple Maps took me way off course and added a lot of unwanted steps to my already long day. Shit.

GITS: White Wash, Rotten Tomatoes & Apparent Impossible Expectations

Do you like Scarlett Johansson as a kick-ass leader of a anti-terrorism police unit? Are you a fan of the iconic Ghost in the Shell anime movies and/or TV series? If either of the two or both are true, please go see the new live-action version of GITS before pontificating on white-washing or the movie’s apparent soullessness.

After the failure of the 2010 live-action translation of “Avatar: The Last Airbender” I was cautious about not having high expectations about what Hollywood was going to do to “Ghost in the Shell.”But when one friend commented, “No whitewashing for me, thx. ;-)” after I post that I was going to see the film, I thought it was all the more important, as a fan who has seen all the associated movies and TV series that I see the film for myself. After having seen the film twice, I have no idea what the critics were expecting.

Admittedly, given the iconic nature of the source material, the best one should expect is a well done re-interpretation for the new version (a la Peter Jackson’s “Lord of the Rings”). Apparently this movie isn’t deep enough, cut out the quote from One-Corinthians, and shifted the plot from a government conspiracy to a more predictable, blasé corporate conspiracy. Yeah, and the classic anime changed a number of things from the original manga too. Maybe the deal is that when the original anime was released (in 1995) the Internet was new and not yet part of mainstream culture and how cyborized-humans would change or not change culture wasn’t discussed beyond William Gibson geek-book-clutches.

My Ghost in the Shell collection...

My Ghost in the Shell collection…

Like Peter Jackson, the creators of this new version of Ghost in the Shell chose to pull elements from the TV series, like Batou’s basset hound or the character of Kuze, but kept some visual set-pieces directly from the original anime, like the silent bird-like jet flying high over the garbage strewn alleyway just before the fight in the shallow waters with the invisible and nearly naked Major (Scarlet Johansson). The criticisms that there’s no soul beneath this new version sounds a bit like the whining of fans who loved a thing before it was popular and now hate the new version because it’s not the old version. All I know is that after watching this new version twice, I watched both seasons of the Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex tv series and purchase a comiXology version of the original manga. Anything that inspires me to explore the original source materials is a success in my book. Too bad the haters are the soulless ones unable to extend their fanatical ways to include this new visually gorgeous retelling of the story of Major Kusanagi and the Section 9 police unit.

Daily Random Sh*t: Hurt Him Where He’s Most Vulnerable #BlockTrump

In the end, one powerful way to deal with a bully is to shut down his ability to get under your skin. After the election, while listening to former Fox News personality, Megyn Kelly talk to PBS’s Fresh Air host, Terry Gross, about how Trump bullied her using Twitter and inspiring his “Twitter Army” to invade her life, some literally showing up at her home or workplace, it’s clear that Trump is using Twitter as his direct conduit to the faithful and sees no problem, regardless of the pettiness, to strike out at the famous and private citizens. It’s also clear that anything that goes against his belief in his greatness, such as not winning an Emmy for the Apprentice or the fact that he didn’t win the general election, really gets under his skin. My thought is that, on January 20th, we should all block his Twitter account.

You don’t have to actually follow him (and it’s not like you aren’t going to hear on Social Media his latest brain-fart), but if several thousand Twitter users blocked his account on Inauguration Day that would probably get under his very thin skin. All you need to do is:

  1. Go directly to his Twitter page (,
  2. Click on the little gear icon below the header image, and
  3. click on the Block option.

If enough Twitter users do this, it should show up in his analytics and given the timing and his extreme sensitivity, it should really bug the bully. January 20th, mark the date to block the bully.

Given the limitations of my little network of like-minded friends, please share this post on your networks to see if we can get the ball rolling to Block Trump on Twitter on January 20th. Hell, those of you who have no need for Twitter in your life might want to get an account just so that you can block Trump on January 20th.

Finally, I noted that one can report the account for abuse and given your emotional state following the election, you might feel fine with claiming that the #OrangeRussianPuppet has been (a) harmful, in that he has sold the American public “counterfeit goods” or “abusive behavior and violent threats”(in that he’s inspired others to threaten critics with physical violence and death). I haven’t taken this step, but you might look into it.


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