Monthly Archives: March 2007

Today

Work: Got some Perl stuff pretty much fin­ished up. Now I get to start in on the Con­tent Man­age­ment Sys­tem. Judo: Taught a cou­ple new mem­bers three throws: sasae-tsurikomi-ashi, ippon-seoi-nage, and uki-goshi. Weather: Rainy all day; sup­posed to rain all night. Plus we’re get­ting a spot of light­ning and thun­der, the first I’ve seen since,

Flickrblogging–IMG_6236

IMG_6236 Dis­cov­ered in Ingvi Geir (IGO)‘s Flickr pho­to­stream. “Man, where are we, any­ways?” “Not sure. I think we should’ve taken–” “If you say ‘a right turn at Albu­querque’ one more time, I swear by all that’s holy, I will punch you in the nose.” “…Fine. Okay. So it’s not funny after a hun­dred thou­sand times.

Lego Star Wars kept me up late

For my birth­day, my dar­ling wife bought me Lego Star Wars (the orig­i­nal series one) for our PC. She also bought a sec­ond joy­stick so we can play the game together. I tried it out last night. I sat down to play for 20 min­utes while I waited for a TV show to start. Two hours

Birthday Boy

Birth­day Boy Dis­cov­ered in Patrick Johan­neson’s Flickr pho­to­stream. Just me, wear­ing my new T-shirt. My bro-in-law exposed his sons to the Orig­i­nal Tril­ogy, and ever since then they’ve been deeply into the Star Wars phe­nom­e­non. I actu­ally was at their place when they watched Star Wars (you know, A New Hope). I was away the

IQ test

So we watched Test the Nation last night. I did the test online, and came up with an IQ of 121. Then we did it on TV, and I ended up with 137. I think the 121 is prob­a­bly more honest–some of the ques­tions were eas­ier the sec­ond time around, since I knew, for instance,

Westering (3)

Pre­vi­ous entries: Part 1, Part 2. We got back to Edmon­ton and dropped the car off. Over half the deposit I’d put on it got refunded, since we didn’t keep the car the full week. That was pleas­ant. My mem­ory grows hazy of what we did–I know there was much play­ing with lit­tle Miss J,

Frightening

I have GMail. I use GMail a lot. GMail has some built-in spam fil­ters. It’s rare, in fact, that an email makes it to my inbox offer­ing to enhance or expand my body parts, or give me 10% of the Crown Prince of Nigeria’s money trans­fers, or any­thing of the like. Every once in a while,

40-odd things about me

…or is that 40 odd etc? You be the judge. Just as long as you’re not jury and exe­cu­tioner too. Enough blather. Here we go: 1. What time did you get up this morn­ing? 7:45 AM. 2. Dia­monds or Pearls? Which one’s going for more these days? 3. What was the last film you saw at the cin­ema?

Ficlets

For those of you that are inter­ested in writ­ing: check out Ficlets. It’s a col­lab­o­ra­tive short-short story envi­ron­ment where you’re encour­aged to write pre­quels or sequels to oth­ers’ sto­ries, or come up with your own. Have a peek. Maybe you’ll even get inspired. (Found via John Scalzi’s What­ever post.)

Dancin’

I don’t dance. Not well, any­ways. But this song — and espe­cially this video – make me want to dance. “Par­a­lyzer”, by Fin­ger Eleven.