I KNEW IT! And that's why Donkey Kong stole your girl, bitch! That ape is a REAL American!

Is this true? I don't know, nor do I care.

The latest trailer to cross the viewscreen of my awareness... what do y'all think?

I made it home; alas, I missed spending some of Christmas at home by ten minutes.

Today was shitty. Christmas in the Carolinas isn't as good as it sounds. "Wha? What do you mean,Mark?"

My flight was called on account of weather. But hey, I got a swanky room at the Airport Sheraton in Charlotte, North Carolina. So things aren't that bad, all thing considered. Except my flight leaves here at 8 PM. Cressa, I know I told you "in the morning," that's because I'm a moron. Check out time is noon, so I can't commiserate here until whenever and then head out and catch my flight. But I'll be home in time for Boxing Day.

So, on that note, here's what I want from all of you: to have a very Merry Christmas. I expect y'all to make up for mine; otherwise I will be VERY disappointed in you. :)

Whoops. The Comcast storefront closed.

AAaaaaanyways, is it amusing to anyone else that the first cloned cat ever sold has the same name as an Adam Sandler character that was the son of the Devil?

Last day of work. I'm waiting on a couple of small things before I go. Last post from a computer, unless Comcast closes before I can make it there to return the internet/cable stuff - in which case, I have to hope it's open tomorrow.

In all likelihood, next post will be from SFO. Happy Christmahanukwanzakah!

I Love This Game.

Haven't updated the Lost Causes blog in a while; I'll be doing brontosaurus-sized three-a-days until I'm caught up starting on Boxing Day - that's the 26th, for anyone confused.

GRRAAARRR!!!!!!!!!!

Shipped things today - by the hated UPS. It costs $70 to ship 75 pounds of books to Waterloo from Mountain View, but $20 to ship 10 pounds. Remember that, there will be a test later.

Also, I have dinosaurs on the brain right now. GRRR!!!

While it's in my head, I'll mention that I'll try to do trip updates via cell phone again, much like last time. Hopefully they'll be abyssmally boring, because that means everything will be going smoothly.

I cancelled my landline today - my home phone SHOULD be good until Friday at 7AM Pacific Time. If it isn't, you can reach me on my cell phone.

Now, if only I can make the Comcast automatic phone service not be stuck in an infinite loop of asking me for my information...
edit: right after I post that, I get through. On the first try even! Weird.

I think it's cold here in Mountain View now, because I need a jacket. I'm told by Cressa it's cold back in Waterloo. Right now I feel kinda like I've never seen snow before, but I'm looking forward to coming home on Friday nonetheless.

Just... good weather in Buffalo on Christmas Eve, okay? I wanna be able to GET home most of all.

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.

"Why not pigs in the sty?", Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke.

Now it's your turn. Go!

A silly little football comment: The Cleveland Browns gained 17 yards of net offence last weekend. There were 101 plays that were longer than that. Including a pass from Luke McCown to Antonio Bryant for 18 yards - both of whom play for this team. I love it.

See the article at SportsIllustrated.com.

(Picture found here)

Another article, revealing a little spot of hope. Midway says they'll make a new Blitz game without an NFL license. Complete with drug use and hopefully running over meter maids like Randy Moss did a couple of years ago.

Fuck! I don't wanna play Madden, except the one I got for the DS. At least I'm gonna save about $50 a year for the next five years.

I am not happy with you, Electronic Arts. Not Happy At All.

edit: ESPN has a much better article about all this.

I don't have much to say, other than that picture of the Governator freaks me out.
















Is it gone yet?

This ain't such an accurate test:

You are 19% geek

OK, so maybe you ain't a geek. You do, at least, show a bit of interest in the world around you. Either that, or you have enough of a sense of humor to pick some of the sillier answers on the test. Regardless, you're probably a pretty nifty, well-rounded person who gets along fine with people and can chat with just about anyone without fear of looking stupid or foolish or overly concerned with minutiae. God, I hate you.

Take the Polygeek Quiz at Thudfactor.com

Are we talking about the same person here? You know, ME?

This and that...

I blame this. I gotta get me an iBook, or something...

I like Charlize Theron with dark hair better than with blonde. Of course, I think that's a pretty horrible picture of her with the Oscar.

Thin sliver of sanity left. Hope it holds out 'til Christmas...

Writing posts for the Swear Jar is a lot of fun, much more than I expected. So it's been added to the sidebar. I'm willing to tough out the pain that is the buggy, buggy interface until they work things out. Hopefully, that includes being able to respond to comment on my own posts. And I have every confidence they will, since this is another one of those areas (like search and e-mail) they're competing in and have capable competition - see XBOX for an example of Microsoft doing good in one of those areas.

Oh my God, they made a Species III.

A link to my new MSN space, the Swear Jar. I'd add more posts to it, but I don't know how. Shouldn't it be more obvious? Or maybe I'm just too stupid for them.

Linked without comment. But oh-so-smugly.

My new right shoe is falling apart less than a month after I got the new pair. Fuck. A stopgap solution - packing tape - has been put in place in the hopes that it will get me to home. I had the incredible foresight - a.k.a. too lazy to throw things out - to keep the receipt and everything, so I ought to be okay - I just don't wanna hit the sidewalks in my socks. Wish me (and my shoes!) luck. I'm now leaving work.

Addendum, one hour later: the tape made it about a quarter of the way home. Shoe is still in one piece. I guess.