I'm getting a window office in January. This is pretty hot stuff.
I've been in a ... sortof solarium part of the building with a fractional window since we moved buildings six months ago, but I haven't actually had a full window yet.
But now I will. No, it doesn't open.
OK technically we still have a few weeks.
But the commute is starting to get dark and dumb, and snow is starting to accumulate up at Stevens Pass.
I expect I'm going to have a full week of vacation I need to burn by the end of the year, so hopefully the mountain will open up soon enough for me to start taking advantage of it.
I got this chart on a mailer from my utility company recently.
The proportions misrepresent the contributions of coal and natural gas, although the numbers are accurate (they're copied from another table in the flyer). Coal should be nearly twice the size of natural gas on this chart, but the two are nearly equal. Oops.
For a limited time only, you can snap up the rolling-door Lincoln prototype on eBay. Bidding is already at $6k—how high will it go?
Update: Embedded video removed—apparently my antivirus software doesn't like this Youtube link. I'm sure you can find the Macy's Day Parade Rickroll on your own.
The Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade is the ultimate authority on things now officially uncool and out of date. Ohwell—it was fun while it lasted1.
1 not really
I'm not a huge fan of Black Friday. Crowds, teaser deals, and misleading markdowns all contribute, but they aren't the real reasons.
The real reasons are:
After all of the state-by-state images we see during the election, it's interesting to get this full county breakdown of the 2008 general presidential election.
I'm particularly interested in the belt of blue cascading through the southern states. How weird.
Courtesy Wikipedia. Where else?
I just realized I've never owned a V6. And up until the truck, I haven't owned a V8.
Seems I also need a page for my old blue Subaru GL.
On October 13, 2006, Michael Vick surely had no idea that the check he had just written—the one with the words "chump change" scrawled into the memo—would be a hit story on the web.
We all generate pretty impressive paper trails these days, and it's all just one dog-fighting-conviction-induced-bankruptcy away from entering the public record.
Courtesy The Smoking Gun.
They came in this box. It's heavy.
You know, when the Japanese mix languages it usually comes off as Engrishy. But when the Germans do it, it comes off as non-committal.
Pick a language, you teutonic nincompoops.
I'm headed back to silicon valley before the year ends. This is the second time in four months that I'll be down there, which is somewhat remarkable because prior to my visit in August, I think the last time I was in the bay area was sometime before Y2K. And now that I think about it, I hadn't been to the part of San Jose where I grew up since the early 1990s.
But this time I'll be working. I've got a testing event and committee meeting to attend, so as you can imagine, it will be oodles of excitement.
I haven't seen either of my neighbors for a least a few weeks—certainly since I've been back from Japan.
I'm pretty sure the ones on the north side are still there since their cars move.
But on the south side? No signs of life lately.
I forgot to keep tabs on the Netflix queue, so the last three films we received are just whatever we queued up, say, six months ago.
This bites. I need to stay more on top of keeping the queue well-balanced.
I'm often amused by hallway greetings that go like this:
Person 1: Hey, what's happening?
Person 2: Not bad!
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