Sick Day
Fountains of Wayne

Check out the girl in the Harbor Tunnel
Crawling to work six feet under
And the day has barely begun
They’re all chewing gum

And laughing at the voice on the crackling radio station
Lead us not into Penn Station
Cause the best part’s just begun
We’re all becoming one again
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I’ve been looking for a good link to describe the so-called Osbourne Effect, named after Adam Osbourne’s famous Osbourne Computer Compoany.

Sadly, there are few, if any, links that Google can conjure up. Even WikiPedia lacks a page on this computer pioneer.

Osbourne, as you may remember, created the first successful portable PC, the Osbourne I. Sales were brisk and Osbourne Computer owned the market. Soon after, Osbourne made the mistake of pre-announcing a newer, faster, better version of the Osbourne I, but failed to deliver. Sales of the Osbourne I dried up completely in the meantime, with potential customers choosing to wait for the better model that never arrived. The company folded and became a footnote in the computer industry (and one not well documented, it seems).

Its a lesson of the dangers of preannouncing products, or instantly obsoleting the ones you’re currently selling. Apple effectively did that with their Intel announcement.

Whoops. Nice move, Steve. Maybe you aren’t such a marketing genius after all.

Last evening I attended a party at the Liberty Science Center, a place with a gorgeous view of Lower Manhattan. Not seeing the Twin Towers there (ugly boondoggles as they may have been) is still strange.

What’s even more strange to me is the lack of volunteer first responders around here. Around town, I’ve passed many EMS and fire/rescue stations like the Elizabeth Avenue Fire Company with big signs out front, begging for volunteers. Here I am in New Jersey, a place once in the shadows of the Twin Towers, and the fire-rescue crews can’t find enough volunteers? What happened to the heroic image firefighters earned on that dreadful day in September?

Have they traded their hoses and axes for guns?

Well, I suppose I’ll put off buying that Mac now. No one wants a lame-duck system.

I’m in Jersey this week for work. My hosts have graciously adjusted the weather to match Raleigh’s: muggy and in the 90s. And my Independence Air flight actually got here on time, wonder of wonders.

I’m missing the family already, however. I’m hoping these weeklong trips don’t become the norm. There are three faces (at least?) who are missing me as much as I’m missing them.

Yesterday, I configured the office phone system to forward calls to an outside number. No big deal, right? Phone switches have been doing this for ages.

After I set up the menus properly, I watched the logfiles as I tested things out. My call came in on an IAX trunk and reached the menu, where a keypress sent it on its way to the external number, again on an IAX trunk.

Here’s where things get interesting! As I watched in wonder, Asterisk realized “Oh! This is a conversation between two external parties. What am I doing here?” It then negotiated for both parties to speak directly to each other, seamlessly handed the call off and dropped out of the loop.

This is truly amazing stuff. Hundred-thousand-dollar phone switches don’t do this. Ordinarily, two trunks would have been tied up for this call, adding expense and degrading sound quality while they were in use.

Voice over IP protocols completely change the nature of telephony.

On the plus side, the News and Observer has launched a blog site. Looks to be something to keep an eye on.

I’m hoping we can use the site to get the background on the stories – stuff the paper may feel to stodgy to share in print. Stay tuned!

This week, the country found out the identity of the most famous anonymous (a contradiction in terms) source in journalism: Deep Throat. This source – Mark Felt – helped bring down a corrupt Nixon administration, proving that no one – not even the President – is above the law. At least some Presidents, anyway.

Also this week, the News and Observer‘s crack investigative journalists helped sound the alarm about the dangers of … big trucks. Yep, some of those trucks might be a teensy bit overweight. Stop the presses!

Am I the only one who finds this series a yawner? I know our highways – particularly the interstates – are in bad shape, but does this really qualify as front page news? Its about as exciting as a zoning board meeting.

What’s amusing is the way the N&O has been flogging this series, trying to make something of it. An editorial prodded the governor, saying Does Easley Care? Yeah, I’m sure his phone is ringing off the hook on this issue. The better question is, does anyone care? A lot of his constituents earn a living driving those trucks, because for them driving a truck is a pretty good job. Besides, have you ever known anyone to passionately defend a highway? It’s a freaking slab of concrete, for crying out loud! I think this might be the one issue that hippy tree huggers and jackbooted thugs alike can agree upon.

If only the series had emphasized the threat to “the children,” it might have more impact. “Those heavy, criminal trucks are destroying the stop-and-go-traffic experience of future generations. Who will act for the children?”

Phooey, I say. Get it over with, N&O, and give me more stories on the pervert of the day.

I took another trip to see the doctor today. It turns out my sinus infection hasn’t gone away. Month number five. Whee. I’ve been walking around with a low-grade fever pretty-much all the time.

No wonder I feel wiped when I get home. Well, that and work has kept me insanely busy.

I’ve got horsepills for antibiotics. A mega-dose in an effort to overpower this thing. If those don’t do the trick, its off to get a CAT scan of my noggin to see if there’s anything amiss with the pipes.

Now its on to bed.