Hmm.... Has anything really embarrassing ever happened to you on a date? If so, what happened?
I'll take a truth too.
Actually I don't think so - scary creepy yes.
Oh wait wait.
David!! - how could I forget this!
He and I were always a comedy of disaster nearly every single time we were together.
My first sorta date with him - I was terrified, yet I knew him for quite some time, yet I was always nervous around him. He finally got me to go to this one restaurant I swore I would never go to - but - it was Easter, I was thousands of miles from home and it was my first Easter alone with no family and I barely knew anyone. (I met DAvid here - he was a local boy.) His family weren't celbration for a few days. So.... this place was the only thing open.
I tripped over the strap of my bag, dragged it with my foot caught in it - could get it to let go of me and flew headlong towards the floor. Now, he did catch me - but - gah - nothing like doing that in a packed restaurant and have the place go silent. Go me!
Yeah - klutz!
Oh and lets not forget the name of the restaurant. Most important part...
No - I - am - not - kidding.
For you - the geekiest thing you've ever made.
I pick - truth again lol I'm not brave enough for dare yet. Sooonnnn sooonn
Aww. Don't worry. We're all klutzy sometimes. Trust me, I know I have been
Geekiest thing I've ever made.... hmmm... I think that's a two way tie. I think that would have to be... Igor.
Igor... well, he takes some explaining.
When I was in high school I wasn't exactly the most social person in the world. (Okay, you caught me, I'm still not... which is really kind of funny when you think about the fact that I co-admin an online radio station... but that's a tale for another time). Anywho, because I wasn't good at interacting with people in person, but felt very comfortable around computers, I did what a lot of nerds back then did. I started chatting online in IRC rooms.
The one I frequented most was called #XPA, short for X-Philes Anonymous, where many an X-Files fan could be found at almost all hours of the day. Sadly though, #XPA was on the verge of shutdown because Fox no longer wanted to maintain the server it was hosted on themselves, and this was going to leave the tightly knit group of people I had spent so much time with without a place to gather together online. (This was before there were a lot of resources available for chatting, and back when ICQ was the only Instant Messenger that you could use if you weren't an AOL subscriber).
In an effort to keep the community together, I started doing a lot of research on what it would take to run our own IRC server, dedicated purely to that one room. Most of what I ran into talked about Linux, and I knew instantly I was in way over my head in that department. Luckily, I stumbled onto a server program called IRCPlus that you could run on almost any Windows computer. It cost $100 to buy normally, which was way out of my budget, but with a student discount, I was able to get a 100 user license for only $50.
Then came the next problem. I was on a dial-up connection with only one phone line in the house. IRC servers don't take up much bandwidth if you're only running one small channel, so speed wasn't an issue, but something told me that my parents might be just a tad upset with me if I had the phone line tied up 24/7. As luck would have it though, my girlfriend at the time was living with a couple that had managed to get setup with one of the very first cable internet hookups in Chicago. At a whopping 128k down and 64k up, it was a geek's dream come true.
But... there was still an obstacle. The computer at their house was one they used for work and running a server on it just wasn't an option when they needed to do other things with the machine. My job at Dominos Pizza wasn't going to fit the bill for buying a new machine to use as a server either, so... it was time to get a little unconventional.
I went dumpster diving.
And... gold was struck. By gold, I mean a Pentium 75 IBM desktop computer with all the parts present. The machine wouldn't turn on at all when I got home with it, but after using some of the parts from my other computer to test with, it turned out that only one part in the machine was bad - the power supply. And it was this bad power supply that led to the birth of Igor.
I needed to find a new power supply for the system (so I could still use my main computer), but a quick call to IBM told me that buying a replacement from them was going to be extremely expensive. A far cheaper route would be getting a generic power supply and using that instead. All the connections on the motherboard were standard, so there wouldn't be compatibility issues... at least not with the motherboard or any of the drives in the machine. However, there was one compatibility issue that wasn't quite so easy to get around...
The generic power supply wouldn't fit inside the case. Well, correction, the power supply fit just fine... if you never wanted to use the cover. Given my budget, running the box without a cover was really my only option, but because of the case design, the 'cover' included not just the part that went over the top and sides of the case, but also the front panel with the plastic buttons you used to eject floppy disks and turn the machine on.
In the end, the machine looked like a bunch of circuit boards thrown inside an open steel case and held together with duct tape and bubble gum. Turning the thing on or ejecting a floppy disk meant you had to stick a screwdriver into a hole on what you could only guess was once the front of the case. Topping all that off was the fact that for reasons I'm still not entirely sure of, if you happened to plug in the wrong combination of power supply connectors to the drives in the machine, you would get a short and the entire machine would burst into a huge pillow of smoke almost instantly. Once you switched the cables around a little, everything would work fine again, but it made for some very panicked moments when putting the thing together or when moving around drives.
Finally, the machine was ready for formatting. Windows asked me a question I wasn't quite prepared for though. It asked me to give the machine a name on the network. I looked at the machine and thought... then I looked at it again... and well... Igor just seemed an appropriate name for the Frankenstein's monster of computer that I had created.
And hmmm... A truth question...
I'll follow suite a little here just for fun (and because I'm having trouble coming up with a good one):
What is the geekiest think that you're interested in?
*debates with himself* Okays, I'll take the plunge. Let me have a Dare