Two days ago, I set out to set up my Xbox 360 to stream videos from my computer. It was suppose to be an easy task. All I had to do was upgrade to Media Player 11 and I was pretty much good to go. [There’s a blog that explains the whole thing right here.]
After downloading and running the Media Player install yesterday: STOP. You need Service Pack 2. No matter, I’d just update my windows. That’ll take, what, 30 mintues?
30 minutes quickly turned into hours, since I’ve never ran an update in my computers 4+ year life. I ended up having to update it a few times before it was ready for Service Pack 2. Well, just now tonight, I finished getting service pack 2 installed (that took a few hours itself) and I got videos streaming from my computer to the Xbox 360.
TAP TAP TAP! (in an old man Scotty voice (don’t let old man Scotty know I wrote this))
Hidden Ass Crack
This is a short, interesting story. While surfing the web the other day, I ran into a picture of my ass crack and I didn’t put it there. What kind of world do we live in where ass cracks can just magically appear in the public arena like that and ass crack is everywhere? Maybe, one day, I’ll post a link to the ass crack, for now, it will be hidden.
Apology to Wife
That post where I was talking about my wife’s cooking, what I meant to say is my wife’s cooking is the bomb twizzle izzle pizzle. It must be jelly ’cause jam don’t shake like that. It’s all that, a bag of chips and a box of government cheese. What I’m saying is my wife’s cooking is really good. Lately, I’ve been eating like that every day of the week, for no special reason (well, other than being one of the few remaining Grand PIMP! Wizards from Planet EXPlusAlpha.)
I think that whole last paragraph is a good indication that is’ time for me to slumber.