Change Bad. Og Fear Change.

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I installed my nifty-neue “Panther” on my Apple. And lo-and-behold, nslookup's been deprecated, now it's dig and host.

I am all for kernel revisions. If I were still in Wintel-land, I'd be downloading every friggin' update to KDE and *BSD or Linux that I could get my hands on. My OS would be in such turmoil, it'd be a wonder if I ever got anything done.

But Og fear change. And how that primordial fear comes out when, after ridiculous upheaval, you suddenly notice one small thing's been adjusted. The tornado takes your house, and you're wondering where Fluffy's bowl is.

When I was a kid, my parents picked up the whole bunch, and moved overseas. For a while there, we moved almost monthly. Move #1 was enough, after that, it was almost “business as usual.”

I don't recall having this fear of change then, in fact I don't even think I noticed it was change. My wife's face fell when I told her about my childhood, I was surprised at her reaction: Whaddiya mean, didn't EVERYONE do this in their youth?

Once heard a therapist say “What's normal?” and now I think normal is what you take in stride. All the rest is unusual.

So it is with nslookup: if I'd been forced to transition to dig or host earlier, I would've never cared. But as it is, now I'm all rattled. Wonder what the next surprise will hold.

So I'll stop ranting now, and you can chuckle bemusedly at my infantile newbieness. You were using dig back when you still needed a keyboard. Your pony tail's grown a meter, covering you input-jack.

Ow. That “matrix” spike tickles mt sinuses.