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It’s so disappointing to have some of your most loved and well-used sites going down repeatedly.

Not just here and there, but we’re talking multiple times, if not hours at a time, near daily. You’d think with the amount of use these sites get and the love their patrons have for them that they could find a scalable solution that actually works.

Sure would be nice. It’s gotten so bad this week that I’m spending most of my idle/networking time on I dare say it…Facebook.

So be it I guess. Maybe those other sites can get a clue take a cue or two from them.

I recently had to pack up the bulk of my personal stuff from storage at my internet fabric store’s warehouse.

I moved it all to the Sugar Shack, where I’m living, working and otherwise spending 2/3 of my time these days (it’s a great little microcosm), with the help of some my roomies from there, one of my biz partners Josh, and my closest confidant, Tristan. In the process I tweaked my back the worst I’ve ever done…getting too soft these days, way too much time on the computer, but that’s another post entirely.

So today while one of my roomies Ryan Wartena had another powwow with his Watts Up America buddies, I figured I’d get around to sorting through the mess that is my life in storage below the floor upon which I’m writing from.

Having made the migration from Sugar’s formal dining room to its warehouse (really just a glorified garage with loft space upstairs), I quickly set to work on the bare essentials of my new office: desk, chair, shelves, computer, soundsystem, and power. And let me say just how great it feels to be seated again in my own sacred space, which is really what this is largely about for me.

Check out these pics out to see what I mean. Here’s one in case you don’t:

Anyway, as I said in my Twitter post, now I’ve just got to get about 400+ lbs of books upstairs, sort and shelve. And the finishing nicknack touches. Then the art, lighting, window shade… Okay, so far from done. But it’s a great start at bringing the level of focus, detail and order to my life that I need, especially these days since I’m doing way too much still.

*Note: I’ve had the little soundsystem you see above since I was 13, talk about conservation, heh?

If you’ve even at all a little savvy to the world of the WWW say…over the last decade then you’ll no doubt have heard a little something about a problem called Spam. So, arriving appropriately on the heels of my last post bashing Microsoft a little, comes this little blurb on Gmail’s spam prevention.

I’ve been using Gmail now for oh, almost 4 years I think. Not only have I never had to erase any emails, overly large attachments, and the like, but I’ve rarely if ever, had any real problems managing spam. Thanks to their kick-ass team of highly trained ninja’s…er, wait a minute, wrong post…but seriously, they’ve really got it together on this. So much so that their marketing appears to solely rely on it at times, as evidenced here from a recent snapshot from one of their ads on Tribe:

Anyway, don’t just take my word for it, try it out for yourself. Read more about their services and if you try them, let me know.

I am so beyond over Tribe’s inability to keep itself up and running…

I think it’s been down more than it’s been up over the last week or so, and shortly before that it was down, and even further back it was down, and down, down…well you get the idea. They should either quit while they’re ahead, er, well why they still have somewhat of a name for themselves (albeit in select communities) or open their source code to the public and make it an open source initiative kind of thing.

Either that or open investments to its own userbase to provide adequate funding to keep Tribe alive and kicking, not lame and rotting away, day after day.
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*Deadpool reference pulled from TechCrunch.

Welcome to the first of many, many overly detailed accounts of my day, many days, countless days, with well-nigh a fanatical commitment to repetition. So, on with it…
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Mondays and/or 18+ hour days are usually some of the most productive for me.

Take today for instance:

Up at 6:30am PST, off to school at SMC and in by 7am: parked, breakfast served and eaten, and pre-class review all before 8am. Then 3 non-stop hours of valid XHTML design work and review, followed by nearly 2-hours of uber-dry, lecturing on I don’t even (nearly) remember at this point in a required, entry-level, computer science class.

Then at a quarter to 1pm, it was off across town by the 10, to my new diggs at the Sugar Shack:

-for a little respite from the cramped computer labs, parking and what have you.

I finally got around to installing Office 2008 on my newish MacBook Pro, while cramming down a poor man’s lunch of PB&J and veggies chips (yum). Incidentally, this install was required for school, otherwise I stick with Google Docs, OpenOffice or NeoOffice/J, depending on the task at hand.

Yes, I’m digressing already, but I’m coming ’round the bend on a 24-hour day, so bear with me. ;o

So, continuing:

I completed my Excel assignment for my CS3 class, bounded out the door to beat down the Meter Maid…and, O.K. not really; but I would, damn them all to hell! So, with the narrowly avoided life imprisonment sentence, I was back on the trail West, via Pico blvd. Making a quick stop at BofA for a timely (insert Rubeus Hagrid voice) withdrawal, I was soon back in SMC student parking garage, and as luck (or something) would have it, was able to slip right back into my morning’s previous slot, just as it’s previous occupant was egressing for the day…nice.

Then it was a quick hike up three flights of stairs and into one of my more favorable spots in the lab, for nearly another solid 3-hours work in which I submitted my Excel project (after a few minor corrections to account for OS differences, all the school’s systems are Windows), a quick review of my 3rd class assignment and chapter material, then a self-administered, online quiz: bam, done and thank you may I have another, and it was on to the bulk of my work in XHTML; yay for validation!

Homeward bound, I stopped quickly for one of my fav’s from Trader Joe’s: their potato and cheddar perogi, which incidentally, was far from quick. Seems everyone’s jumped the gun on Thanksgiving this year. Then it was back on the road, another (real) quick stop for gas, then finally home by a little after 8pm. Set the dinner ta’ cookin’, fed the felines, finished prep on my new raw, soaked almonds and finished dinner prep, along with 2-3 other roomies. We all broke our bread over the last half or so of the 3rd, final and some say awful, Matrix: Revolutions.

Yet on to even more binary arteries and a quick back-story to my life and yes, even more digressing, woot! (-has this been trademarked yet? Hmm, I wonder…).

So, about 3.5-years ago a then acquaintance Adam Wiggins, through a SoCal crew called the Orangekids, gave me a great opportunity to pull my head out of my ass, working at his first of 10 companies (he figured 9 out of 10 businesses fail so why not create 10 to insure success? Damn good reasoning I’d say…). Well as fate (or something) would have it, the first of the 10 succeeded. Not long after he made me partner and well, now, fast-forward several years and he’s eyeing up his exit-strategy. Can’t say I blame him, he’s since gone on to form several other companies, including the Heroku venture.

Ahem, anyway I was talking about tonight, yes tonight I continued gathering data for one of the latest parties interested in our internet fabric company; I’ve posted some shots from over the years at our shared warehouse with The Do LaB, here on our new, Ning social fabric network.

And now, deliriously stupid as I’ve become writing this brain dump, it’s time for a blissful night of celestial ether-eavesdropping, on my sub-conscious self.

Yay and woot (to the power of 3).
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Onwards Christian soldiers!