I couldn’t let you poor, deprived bastards go a whole week without any word so here are a few quick notes.
- How come new toys always come on the day you head out for another adventure thus insuring you have no time to tinker and will spend the entire weekend wanting to be home playing with the new stuff? Damn you shipping people!
On the bright side, I now have a spanking new video card cooler allowing me to run my machine more than thirty minutes at a time and a spanking new DVD burner allowing me to do all sorts of nifty things.
- I thought I had wired me up a brilliant system last week so I could tape the Democratic Convention without distubance but I cross-wired something. Instead of hours of delightful baboons in blue suits tripping gaily across my screen I got hours of actual baboons lumbering across my screen. Instead of PBS, I have six plus hours of Animal Planet. Thus no commentary on the wingnuts’ big week. I hate Animal Planet.
- Started to write a magnum opus on my trip to Indiana but never finished it due to other responsibilities and now I’m shortly to head out the door for another three-day weekend comprising my annual pilgrimage to the Warped Tour. Stay tuned.
- This time last year I was in San Francisco. What the hell did I do wrong this year to be sitting at my desk?
Goddamn. I hate Animal Planet.