Take that, telephone

After threatening to hack my new Verizon Razr V3c for a few weeks, I finally got around to actually doing it. Despite my wacky work on my old Nokia (blue LEDs! Custom operator logos! Homemade Van Halen ringtones!), I’m not a “because it’s there” phone hacker. I usually have a goal in mind; the mods come from functionality desires. This is no different.

The Razr is a great phone but Verizon has crippled some of its key functions. The thing has a USB jack on the side of it but you can’t transfer files. That’s dumb–but it’s absolutely unacceptable when you realize the V3c has 1.3 megapixel camera in it. So…I can take pictures but I can’t download them? Well, yes you can, says Verizon…for a fee. Just email them to yourself from the phone at a quarter a pop.

Um, no. I’d rather de-cripple the phone and let it do what Motorola intended.

I admit I was scared. However, with the wealth of information at Mark Venture’s site, I was fairly well armed. It took me a few times to get it right and I did do it wrong once or twice, but I dodged any personal damage and now I can transfer ringtones and photos back and forth the way I want. This invalidates my warranty but makes me feel…righteous.

Those of you out there who know me in real life, let me borrow your Verizon V3c overnight and I can free you from the shackles of shitty $2 Shakira ringtones. If you want to risk it, that is. Kat’s pink Razr is slated as Experiment #2.

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Suffering for beauty

Kat hates beards. Turns out she hates more than that – she hates my neck hair, too. So every so often, when she bleaches and dyes the back of my hair blue (like this morning), she insists that other hairs are removed. By force. By wax.

This shit hurts. Ladies, I know you know all about it, but this shit hurts. The back of the neck is for gentle kisses, not flesh-ripping adhesives. Besides, who the hell looks at the hair underneath my hair?

It’s worse when Kat says, “You know, your eyebrows are so bushy…” and pulls out more of these little hand-warmed squares of wax. She says it makes me attractive. I say it makes me not only look like a girl but yelp like one.

As usual, tequila heals all wounds.

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Karn Evil #9

“Welcome back my friends, to the show that never ends…”

Maybe nobody noticed that I stopped updating my personal page some time ago. It just got to be a pain in the ass. I realized I should just replace it with a blog, which was the natural evolution anyway. If anybody cared about the old page and its quotes, music, and photos, all of that can be done in this format too. I’m going to see if I can get a plugin just to randomly display Bissy quotes somewhere.

I’ll be monkeying around with it for a while, trying new plugins and templates and whatnot. I like this plugin already:

:As: :Ks: :Qs: :Js: :10s:

Now I can illustrate the horrible beats I take on our recently constructed poker table.

Regardless, you’re welcome to register and leave comments. You might think registration is a bit of a pain in the ass, but I’m requiring it only because I don’t want to get spammed by strangers. I also like to know who’s still bothering to come here. 🙂

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