Wednesday, August 21, 2002

As "payment" for some work I did on a PC, a friend said he'd give me his old laptop. His kid didn't want it because it's too slow, he wasn't using it. I was expecting one of those all white cased laptops with a monochrome display. The way it was described, I thought that I was going to have DOS installed or something.

This "relic" uses the same processor as my much coveted laptop that I lug around the apartment. I'm not into the "speed" demons so much as everyone else is. Most work I do is for the internet and the internet has years before it taxes processors from four years-ago.

Oh, my new-old laptop has Windows ME installed, which is God's way of punishing me for goofing on ME in a previous log.

Don't ask questions. Go to Jim Beam Music, lie about your age (if necessary... you have to be 21 to enter the site) and vote for Stereo Crush.

Thank you.

Tuesday, August 20, 2002


Oh yeah... enough is enough.
It's important to click on the "Archives" link above for any missed spewings of knowledge and humor.

Sunday, August 18, 2002

Nerd...

Confessions

Today, when my site and the sites of several other people went down along with email service, I was to blame.

You see, most machines nowadays have software, actually called firmware installed within them. Firmware tells a microwave how long a potato should be cooked, when to start a VCR, and it tells a DVD player how to access special features of a DVD.

The GoochOnline.com network, located in the Gooch Compound, consists of computers, cables, and routers (the italics are important later). When you type in a web address like http://www.goochonline.com (also known as a URL), your computer ultimately is sending a packet of information out onto the internet requesting the default page at the IP address of 216.99.209.210 at port 80 with a host header of www.goochonline.com (try typing in "http://216.99.209.210:6969 and you'll hit my webcam, if it's on. Before the "goochonline.com" portion of the packet you sent get read, it hits a router at my office. That router tells everything sent to port 80 at my IP address, to go to my web server. The web server then reads the "goochonline.com" portion of the request that you sent and sends the default page of goochonline.com back to your computer.

It's a little more complicated than that, but not much more.

(It all comes together here)

I decided to upgrade the firmware on my router today. I knew that upgrading my router would add functionality and security to the appliance that has served me for a better part of a year. What I didn't know is that the upgrade would erase the multitude of settings I had in place. Once the upgrade was done, I had a better router, but all of my settings were gone.

Shit.

In what could be described as the equivalent to a mother lifting a car off of her child, I hastily reconfigured the router and things I didn't know that I knew came into play as I successfully redid the heart of my wide area (WAN) and local area (LAN) network.

Unfortunately, the goochonline.com empire of websites always will work for me, since I'm on the safe side - the inside of the router. Outside the router (for example, the rest of the world) was inaccessible. What I didn't know is that the new firmware had another new page of configurations that I missed, delaying full functionality. Thirty seconds after I discovered the new page of configurations, I was back among the living.

There, you've learned a little bit about the internet, my incompetence, and yourselves. It's nights like this where I sleep with my Commodore 64.

Chance took a chance

By now you've heard that Charles Richard Chance, or "Rick from Empire Glass" (pictured top left and in center checking into motel with a stripper, Asian chick at right) was found dead with a gunshot wound to the chest in a motel where he checked in with a stripper in order to sell jewelry he had made himself.

In a GoochOnline.com exclusive, we have just learned that the missing briefcase believed to be full of jewels was in fact filled with free-dinner coupons for local area restaurants.

Stripper Brandi Lynn Hungerford, 25, was arrested at a Shari's restaurant in Tacoma as she requested free meals for herself and a friend, Robert Donald Lemke (also a stripper).

"It's a classic tale..." says Sgt. William Moore with the Tacoma Police Department, "...a tale of murder, missing jewels, a dead millionaire, a stripper, free dinner tickets, bad commercials, and an apathetic public. Pretty textbook, really."