Windows XP and the Restart Curse

— posted at November 16th, 2005 by zaaba in Blog, Practical Computing

Windows XP is like the plague. No matter how far you would like to run away from it, it just keeps on coming. I’ve been playing about with Kubuntu lately… but familiarity doesn’t breed very quickly when all you have to experiment is a LiveCD.

Anyway, I’m here to address one of the most irritating experiences that you get once in a while when you’re on WinXP.

The SUDDEN REBOOT SYNDROME

WinXP suffers some critical errors once in a while. And when it does, chances are it will pull a reboot right under your nose without you being able to respond to it. Supposedly, this is to safeguard the OS from further errors. But what of your 5000 word essay which you carelessly forgot to save? What about that last boss that you were just about to frag? What about that *£*$%”&$ shaman that your hunter was trying to pwn?

Ahah! Ensuring the following is done will save you muchos headache. This is by NO MEANS a way to guarantee WinXP from pulling a SUDDEN REBOOT but will presumably greatly decrease the chances of that happening (at least where a critical error is concerned).

Right Click My Computer > Properties > Advanced > Startup and Recovery "Settings" to bring up the option box below. What you want to do is UNCHECK the Automatically Restart option.

Uncheck Automatically Restart

That should do the trick!

Glory Glory Man United!

— posted at November 7th, 2005 by zaaba in Blog, Football

Yaay! Man Utd 1 – Chelsea 0.

I was expecting a draw and prepared myself mentally for the worse. To quote my sister, “We are going to watch an entertaining game and that’s it.” After all, this week was pretty sucky for the Devils. Heck, I even compiled a folder of bookmarks heralding the “end” of Ferguson’s Red Army under “United Sucks“! But somehow I knew that you cannot write off SAF and the boys in red that easily. I certainly remember last season’s Man Utd – Arsenal game (49 and out!) and the return leg in the league at Highbury. In my books, yesterday’s performance echoed those games well and I was happy to see them win.

If anything, Smith’s Man of the Match award was definitely deserved. He was all over the midfield hounding the Chelsea players left right and center. Vedder and I concurred, closing down the other team’s midfield players early would pave the way to more attacking chances and push the counter-attack back. Congratulations are in order to the midfield players. They certainly looked a hella lot better than the Boro and Lille game.

Now that United have shown that they are capable of the quick, calculative, short pass game that I’m used to seeing, lets see how far they can go!

My Foot Part III: Cast Off!

— posted at November 3rd, 2005 by zaaba in Blog

Merdeka!

Yippie! My foot is finally free!

The fibreglass cast that replaced my old plaster of paris cast was taken off last Monday. The P.O.P cast was full of graffiti! Thanks everybody who signed it and sorry to those yang I didn’t immediately extend the invite to sign.


This is my sister signing my new cast because she forgot to sign the old one.

My Graffitied Leg

You have no idea what a relief it feels like to be able to have my foot finally FEEL again. But before that let me introduce you to one of my best friends:

My Best Friend the Lidi

Yes. A lidi. Aaaah… sedapnya dapat garu…

Cast Removal

Anyway, right below this post is a photo collage of the sequence of events that led up to the removal of my cast. Unfortunately, upon cutting it open, I expected to see at least SOME form of improvement on my ankle. Alas, I apprear to still have some form of elephantitis. I still can’t walk very well. However, I find it peculiar that my left knee is giving me trouble more than my ankle is at the moment. 6 weeks of non-activity and it probably isn’t accustommed to bearing my full weight anymore. Thing is, my grandmother has this problem too. Genes… Bah!

Physiotherapy right now means soaking my left foot in hot water and then stretching it to loosen up the muscles and ligaments again. I’m getting impatient though… I might be trying Chinese reflexology and/or traditional Malay urut to see if things can improve faster. I’ll report on how well things are going. I can’t believe its been 7 weeks since the fall and yet my foot still looks like it did on day one. But at least I can count my blessings that I didn’t have to hobble around on crutches on Raya day.

Photo Collage of Cast Removal

Selamat Hari Raya + Happy Deepavali

— posted at November 3rd, 2005 by zaaba in Blog

Selamat Hari Raya and Happy Deepavali to all of you td.com readers. We know we suck at consistent posting but when we actually do post, you can be assured it’ll be significant! Like pwning Ragnaros!

My Foot Part II: To Loo or Not To Loo or Should the abled bodied be able to use handicapped toilets?

— posted at November 1st, 2005 by zaaba in Blog

Handicapped Sign

Sounds like a bloody good debate topic huh? I’ve been itching to write a little blurb about this ever since my footie accident but since so many people have had their say about this I’ll keep things short.

If any of you don’t know what this is all about then let me enlighten you. Singaporean blogger XiaXue wrote a post condoning the act of an abled bodied person using a disabled toilet. Malaysian blogger Peter Tan took offense and along with a few supporters, wrote to XX’s sponsors resulting in them retracting their sponsorship.

So who’s right?

I asked a number of people that I know about this and most of them reply, “if there’s nobody around why shouldn’t we be able to use it?”. Sounds acceptable. But Peter says that’s wrong. He says, “It’s a basic amenity for us. It is a right, not a privilege“.

To me, a right is only a right when its conferred by law (or some other form of regulation). For example, it is a right for handicapped people to park in handicapped parking lots because the law says so. Similarly, there is a right for the disabled for access to disabled toilets. However, having access to disabled toilets is not the same as having exclusive rights to use them. Thus, for a handicapped person to “rightfully” use a handicapped loo he would have to rely on the civic consciousness of people around him to prioritize him using the loo before them. It would take a real moronic and selfish arsehat to say no to that, neh?

This however, is just plain stupid. NOBODY can use the spot. Woot!

Orang Cacat Parking

Aftermath

Perhaps, in an effort to further quell the issue, the Straits Times Sg wrote an article on the issue. The scanned copy can be found here whilst the article proper can be read here. The most important excerpt is probably this one:

Blogger Wendy Cheng found support from two unlikely groups. The Society for the Physically Disabled as well as the Handicaps Welfare Association see nothing wrong with sharing toilets meant for the handicapped, as long as the able-bodied give priority to the disabled.

Wahey! Finally, somebody having the cojones to conclude the matter! But even then, some people think that the matter has still yet to be properly resolved.

What I Think

In the 5 and a half weeks that I was on crutches life was most certainly different. It took me twice as long to get from one place to another and in that process probably used up twice as much energy. Going down and up the staircase just to buka puasa was a challenge. I cannot count the number of times I nearly keeled over from imbalance (yes Zaaba, you are a clumsy oaf).

The whole experience probably taught me one thing the most which was to appreciate the rezeki that I have. One minute I was scoring goals in futsal and another I was on the floor in agony clutching at my injured ankle. Perhaps in that light I finally understood that all that I have right now is a priviledge not to be taken for granted.

Where the handicapped toilet issue is concerned I never had the opportunity to actually use one. I ventured out to Megamall once but that one time alone put me off going to malls whilst on crutches indefinetely. If anything, I felt guilty imposing my condition on friends and family even if it only meant that they would have to walk twice as slow to let me catch up. But if I had to use one, I really hoped that one, not only would they be available; two, I hoped that people would prioritize me not because I was (at the time) disabled but because I lacked the alternative to use the other available toilets for abled bodied persons.

Conclusion

Sure enough, disabled toilets are often cleaner and spacious. But if everybody used them instead of the ‘other’ loos woudln’t they be just as dirty? Wouldn’t the floors be just as wet? I’m telling you, wet floors = minefield on crutches! Sure enough you’ll prioritize the disabled when you see one but unless you have x-ray vision you are not going to see the urgent Auntie in a wheelchair outside who’s dying to use the loo when you are busy doing your business. Bear in mind, the disabled need more time to adjust themselves – its no longer an issue of point and shoot.

EDIT: This is fucking hillarious! More satire on the handicapped loo issue.