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This weekend, on information from redmed, is declared tomato sauce weekend. All who wish to sit around a very large pot of simmering tomatoes for many hours are welcome. I do not yet know whether the day will be Saturday or Sunday. Suggestions are invited. Vacation continues to rock, but will soon be ending. I . . . → Read More: Tomato warrior Day two at the beach. My brother and I spent most of the day amusing ourselves with feats of science, skill and daring: Knocking a hacky sack back and forth with karate blows Trying to juggle while one of us hung upside down from the porch stairs (impossible, it’s difficult to even catch a . . . → Read More: Excellent day This is what happens when you log in via cell phone, from the beach: 64 bytes from 216.239.39.99: icmp_seq=1023 ttl=238 time=13776.770 ms 64 bytes from 216.239.39.99: icmp_seq=1024 ttl=238 time=18148.142 ms 64 bytes from 216.239.39.99: icmp_seq=1025 ttl=238 time=19029.878 ms 64 bytes from 216.239.39.99: icmp_seq=1026 ttl=238 time=19129.802 ms 64 bytes from 216.239.39.99: icmp_seq=1027 ttl=238 time=19125.548 ms . . . → Read More: five second ping time… There’s an internet cafe on Topsail Island now. The fourth horseman is neigh. Anyway, it’s a peaceful day at the beach. I got to the house at about 8pm last night, walked to the pier for a sandwich, and then hung at the house until my brother and mother showed up at about 9:30. . . . → Read More: Beach geek I’m an anti-post-structuralist. I think that deconstruction and neo-nihlism is crap. Bring on the structured analysis and the mighty towers of organized thought. Off to eat birthday sushi. Yum. I’m in an odd mood. I feel like I’m rebooting or running some sort of deep scan and cleanout of the memory systems. There is a plumbing fixture company which has a line of products on which are inscribed “Turn to Silence.” Whenever I notice one of these little inscriptions, I like to imagine . . . → Read More: Odd mental state Wow. There’s consumer rape and then there’s this. I need more memory for my laptop. I went to the apple store to be sure I get the right kind. They offered me a 1GB stick of RAM for $500. Tiger Direct offers something comparable for $144. Ouch. So, I’m in a mood to listen to dorky, silly, clever songs. These are not “good” by any stretch of the imagination, but they’re what I’m intellectually ready to hear this morning. Fountains of Wayne: Stacy’s Mom The Offspring: Pretty Fly (for a white guy) Cake: Never There Seven Seconds of Love: First Drink . . . → Read More: Stoopid songs Bio IT World lets my company have a column every month to talk about whatever the hell we feel like. They tend to be a bit fluffy…but it’s kind of cool to have a regularly appearing publication. |
