New Mac! - Fancy News!

It's a Mac!

The new Mac has arrived at Center of Operations, www.springfieldvermont.org - this, despite the best efforts of fedex to spoil the moment.

Kudos to Apple - at the first sign of a wrinkle not only did they get on the horn and make the system work, but they even credited back a friendly $um. The Mac is hard at work even now, yes here in Springfield, Vermont, USA, Official Home of the Simpsons - promising to enable for many, many years to come.

Por fín, y gracias a la casa Apple y a la Mágia, ha llegado el ordenador Mac nuevo, llega apesár del mal servicio de fedex. Se habla mucho de lo que paréce un ordenador Mac tener un precio elevado, en comparación a lo que es un ordenadór sub-normál. Pero hay que ver, que con las garantías que lleva cada instrumento de la casa Apple - Mac, con sus inumerables detalles supérbas, con la calculación del bajo costo de tener-lo durante los muchos años que durará, es una ganga, una ganga nivél mundiál.

Quien compre barato, compra dos veces, y quien compra un Mac, compra una vez.

Springfield Vermont holds the Annual Alumni Week Parade Day! - Fancy News

Springfield Vermont, Official Home of the Simpsons, held the exciting annual Alumni Week Parade today, everyone attended! ...

Bongo was most pleased to see the wonderful reception given to the returning Alumni

The Apple Blossom Queen and her Court of Honor attended, riding in a sporty late twentieth century two door Cadillac


There were tailgate parties galore lining the parade route

Hill's Band Wagon serenaded the crowd

Jolly clowns were in good form

The alumni marched along briskly and with a jaunty manner

A fine dragon made a welcome appearance, spreading luck among the assembled revelers


The Class of 1989 was as cuddly as ever




There was no lack of fine false mustachios





Local celebrities graced the event with a modest presence, so as not to outshine the Shriners


The Shriners
Local Fire Departments took the opportunity to display life saving technology from the past

Blonds had great fun

Platinum Blond Bongo maintained a justified aloofness throughout, holding court on the corner


Here we see a Mighty Fine Bulldog and his friends anxiously awaiting the festivities, in a prime location, where they are sure to get a perfect view of Bongo the Goat and his entourage


Here are Weathersfield Bow's Famous Eastman's Farm BBQ kings, doing a magnificent job of creating a delicious offering for the hungry crowds of revelers, the great wafting clouds of savory smoke bekoning all to the feast ...

Tune in later for more pics, the poster must get to Mt. Ephraim Farm, in Springfield, Vermont, for more of their famous fresh eggs before it gets too dark!

Truck Creams Freshly Erected Light Post, Frankenstein Bleating Continues Unabated - Fancy News

This morning a trailer truck driver misjudged distances and took an ill-fated turn 'round a prominent downtown corner with a crisp and dramatic movement. The incident was witnessed by one citizen who happened to be standing right there on the sidewalk, innocently smoking a tobacco cigarette and watching the morning parade of automobiles and pedestrians - she volunteered that she happened to be watching the truck approach, and as a person not unfamiliar with the management of a moving tractor trailer rig she continued to watch with amazement growing into horror as she realized that the physics of speed and direction were going to lead to a bad result, and as her eyes bugged at the unfolding scenario the impact occured, producing an incredible physical shock and loud noise that made her start to the point that she completely lost track of her refreshing pause and found completely interrupted her morning wa.


The driver and his rig had neatly clipped one of the recycled 1970's era light poles that fill the main intersection in the center of Springfield, Vermont, City of Lights and Official Home of the Simpsons, and flipped it, sending it's base flying smartly several feet towards the Comptu Falls, missing the witness and the corner storefront window by about eleven degrees of arc, and causing the upper lamp to come to rest on the roof of the unfortunately misdirected trailer.


How it is that such an accident hasn't happened before or more often, and how it is that on this occasion the damage was confined to just one light post among the gathering of different utility poles on each of the four corners, is a question that will challenge great minds for years and years to come, but the fact is that no one was injured (beyond the wicked start suffered by the witness and the embarrassment suffered by Alex, the driver), and not one of the fine modern traffic lights was damaged.


Most significantly, the odious and mindlessly repetetive bleating of the taunting audio "alert", (designed to confuse/entrap the blind and drive mad the local office workers and nearby residents), didn't miss a single mindless beat, beat, beat.


When asked, the driver offered, with a truely charming Canadian accent redolent of the North Woods of Further Canuckia, that he had been driving rigs for about a year now. He also offered that he felt shock, consternation and dismay to think that the town of Springfield, Vermont, City of Lights and Official Home of the Simpsons, had posted woefully inadequate signage that attempted to apprise drivers of road conditions in town, signage thoroughly ambiguous in it's directions to truck drivers and confusing to anyone not familiar with the thinking behind it, and he felt he should have never been led to such a close intersection.



Perhaps it is just as well that the unfortunate driver didn't have to also struggle through the horrid little flyer inflicted on the citizens announcing a meeting to explain the traffic changes, handed out last week at the last minute by the local Chamber of Commerce (who said "dead wood and old logs"?), a flyer that appeared to have been composed as an afterthought, and which certainly was printed and distributed without even the most basic cursory editing (this flyer was too unprofessionally produced to bear a second read, or to even preserve at all, and it is not reproduced here out of respect for literate people everywhere).

Springtime is for Horses in Springfield Vermont

Risha is out and about, enjoying the by-ways of the Official Home of the Simpsons. Here he is, taking the air in a brisk promenade along a wooded road in sunny downtown Springfield, Vermont, along with a friend who is more than pleased and proud with Risha's descretion in dealing with motor cars in this, his first outing in harness.
Este caballete se llama Risha. Aqui lo vemos paseando con su amiga, por una de las vias publicas de Springfield, Vermont, en lo que ha sido un dia perfecto de Primavera. La amiga queda pero muy orgullosa al ver que Risha mantiene su confianza ante los automóviles en esta, su primera vez llevando un traje con adornos y arreglos tan complicados.
[The brand spankin' new Official www.springfieldvermont.org Mac will arrive next week from Blessed Cupertino, California, a process neatly expedited by "A" in clever and mysterious ways that are a delight to behold in operation. Meanwhile, the original Official www.springfieldvermont.org Mac hovers between two worlds, and during today's episode of lucidity it has been possible to uncover some recent data and actually make this post.]

Asparagus is in season in Springfield, Vermont - Fancy News!

Springfield, Vermont, welcomes the Asparagus harvest at Eastman's Farm, in nearby Weathersfield Bow, Vermont!
Delicious? Oh yes, and worth the wait for a year or two while the experts at Eastman's Farm, in Weathersfield Bow allow the asparagus beds to rest and recuperate and have a chance to live out a full cycle during the beautiful Vermont growing seasons. Delicious? Yes. And going fast, better get to your favorite farm soon and buy a few bunches while they last.

In a way as delightful to encounter is the real life version of the honor system, a box and a bunch of bags ready for you to do the right thing here at Eastman's Farm, count fair, make your own change, and enjoy a bit of the past in doing so.
Es ya la temporada de asparagos, y son buenos este año - hace dos años que no hacen cosécha por ser necesario dejar descansar la pradera de asparagos. Igual de interesante es el método de compra y venta, que a la entrada de la granja preferida se verá una mesa con la cosecha del dia, tambien bolsas, y una caja para hacerse uno mismo el cambio de moneda para la compra - no hay guantes, y no hay empleado con el carnét de manipular el producto, pero todo esta aseado (dentro de lo que cabe ser granja), todo ya hecho en bultos a un peso, listos para escoger, usando el antiguo systema de honor.

Catastrophic Failure Strikes the Operations Center at www.springfieldvermont.org!

It is the sad day in Springfield, Vermont, here at the Control Center of www.springfieldvermont.org
The venerable old Mac G4 733 Mhz Digital Audio Tower that has been the primary computer for much of all this blather, seems to have experienced a final, possibly devastating, catastrophic failure of some internal organ or system or other complex tissue. Changing the little 2150 1/2 AA battery had no effect, so that it becomes more likely that the power supply itself, or some other major component, has gone to sleep forever. This is almost to be expected sooner or later in a nine year old Mac, which up until last night has been completely dependable (though more and more jiggy of late) - I wonder, how many winbox units make it this far?
The recent demise of the honored MacGuru, (a fellow former spook proficient in the MacArts) makes one chary of attempting surgery on this one alone, or of taking a chance on another older mac without guidance, so the best thing is to take this to be a sign from the gods that it is time to just plunk down for a new Mac, and be done with it - the shopping has begun at apple.com in earnest and it feels very self-indulgent and excessive in this era of declines in art sales.
In June, and again in August, there are going to be announcements or releases that may make a difference, so it behooves the Mac shopper to wait a few weeks, hmmm.

Update - the new Mac is about to arrive, the online tracking thing indicates that it is on a Fedex truck and nearby, and all is ready for the un-boxing. The new baby is a brand spankin' new Mac Pro, purchased online, welcome to the twentifirst century!


Jolin, se me ha muerto el viejo amigo, el Mac de siempre, un ejemplar del anyo 2000, el llamado G4 733 Mhz Digital Audio PPC, que ha sido Feroz y Valiente.
No quiere despertar!, y, tocando su boton magico da apenas una luz febril - pero sin empezar a despertar y lanzar su sonido de "bong!" Vaya pena, pero ha servido casi diez anyos y ya esto debe ser un mensaje enviado de los dioses, una senyal de que es hora de comprar un mac nuevo por fin. Y por primera vez en tanto tiempo tambien, cuanto lio es ir de compras!
La tienda de apple.com es una tienda de golosinas, es dificil escoger, pero lo mas probable es encontrar una ganga comprando un Mac Pro en la parte de "Refurbished", donde la casa Apple vende de nuevo ordenadores que han sido devueltos por diferentes razones. Los revisan, haciendo lo necesario para componerlos bien incluso con todo lo que se espera de una compra de un articulo o sistema nuevo, y los venden con la misma garantia que dan con ordenadores nuevos. Ó compro un Mac Pro asi, ó compro un iMac nou con "graphics card" 4850 - y prou.

dia 24 de Junio - asi estim, esperando la llegada en cualseból minut del nuevo Mac Pro, un mac-ote formidable, no puedo con la anticipación, debo tomar mas café ...

Digging to fine-tune the electric traffic signals in Downtown Springfield, Vermont, fails to alleviate chronic beep.

Could it really be?
Did the recent excavation in the middle of Main Street in Sunny Downtown Springfield, Vermont, really accomplish a neat fix in the electronic traffic signal system by removing left-over "rebar" that had allegedly been left by the contractors and/or by Springfield's Other Finest in the rush to complete the intersection? Or in fact was the removal of ancient rail ties the primary object of the dig?
Either way, there has been no improvement in the incessantly monotonous beep in the traffic control system, the now famous undifferentiated, continuous beep which was obviously designed:
1) to confuse and trap the blind, and;
2) to annoy and provoke the innocent to the shear brink of madness.
Won't it be lovely to have the windows open in the Summer in Sunny Downtown Springfield, Vermont, with that unchanging beep pecking at the ear sixty one times during each and ever minute!?!
¡Pero por Dios!, - pregunto, que si será posible háyan hecho esta excavación aqui en la cruce principal de Springfield, Vermont, Hogar Oficial de los Simpsons, para resolver algún punto fino del nuevo sistema de control de movimiento de trafico. ¿Será posíble que encontrarían restos arqueológicos como vias ferroviarias, o será que símplemente sacarán lo que dejaron la semana anterior (con ganas de ya acabar con el dia), como alégan algunos chismosos.
En fín, el processo no ha tenido efecto ninguno en lo que enloquece a cada vecino - la interminable repetición del pito a cada segundo, como si fuera alguna advertencia a los ciegos, pero sin definicion cualquier que pudiese ayudar a cualquiera persona, puesto que un bip bip bip no quiere decir nada no importa quien lo oiga. Desde luego, como es que el pito no avisa de nada, sale siendo una trampa para los ciegos y una tortura a los que, a fuerzas, tienen que soportarlo.
Ya vorem, durante Verano cuando abrimos las ventanas, que tal el pito cada segundo? Jajajajajajjajaa