How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy (t3knomanser) wrote,
How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy


Ended up helping Erich with an art project, and while there, discovering the compelling joy that is "1602"- Neil Gaiman writing a parallel Marvel universe, where the same cast lives in 1602. Interesting changes, Nick Fury is the head of Her Majesty's Secret Service, Stephen Strange is her court physician, Peter Parquah works for Fury and has a thing for spiders. Carlos Javier runs a "School for the Sons of Gentlefolk", which actually is a haven for "witchbreeds", people who have strange powers. And so on. Very worth reading.

Today I might do a double dose of "On Anarchy" today, since last night prevented me. Or I might not. On a side note, last night I made money by ordering a pizza. It was $13, and I handed the guy a $20. He meant to give me $7 in change, but he accidentially slipped the $20 I gave him in. So I paid -$7 for a pizza. By the time I realized it, I heard him driving off. Sucks for him, but I'm not really going to complain. Odds are, he'll never make that mistake again.

Oh, and here's a wierd twist on copyright law. I'm a digital solutions provider. Someone wants me to wire and network their office, installing new computers, the whole nine yards. They also want an application server. So, I go out and buy a lot of, let's just say, Dell computers. They don't quite meet the tech specs, there's security devices that need to be installed (fingerprint scanners and key loggers), so I add them, making a derivitave work of the Dells. Similarly, I build the custom application server.

But then, they want a customized version of the Windows operating system. If I do that, I'm breaking the law. This disparity between the meat and the digital perplexes me.

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