Category: General

  • Parentals

    Ya, had my folks pop up to Boston for the weekend, which was pretty cool. They missed me so much they bought me furniture! (Okay, it was probably the fact that I hadn’t bothered to buy a bed yet, and was crashing out on a mattress I got from a guy at work.) And generally…

  • Nak

    Ewww. I really, really, really did not need to read that. (And no, I’m not going to say what, because I know how much it infuriates people when I do this. Hahaha.) It gives me that warm fuzzy feeling right between the lungs… kinda like the feeling you’d get seeing someone using a Stradavarius to…

  • Presentation

    Presenting stuff. I really really hate presenting stuff. Not just because I have to present stuff, and stuff, but because it involves getting up in front of a whole bunch of people and talking about stuff that can’t be adequately explained in 30 minutes (by me, anyway–not the best explainer-of-stuff to begin with). Anyway, the…

  • Who wants to kick an ass?

    I do, I do! After spending weeks intermittently puzzling over sporadic, but semi-deterministic odd behaviors on the chip I was hacking firmware for at work (you know, like return instructions that didn’t return), and throwing in "good-luck NOPs" until mysterious problems just as mysteriously went away (and hoping they didn’t return), I go and manage…

  • Hahahaha

    ok, had to put this in since I cracked the hell up when I read this phrase: "infringement of nasal privacy" QOTD: Keep life as it is in fundamental simplicity, and clarity will arise itself. Only by doing nothing will you do all there is to be done.

  • Dot.Bomb, round 2

    Yep, our friends at it again. Nuffin to report on that front, at the moment anyway. QOTD: There are 4 boxes to use in the defense of liberty: soap, ballot, jury, ammo. Use in that order. Starting now.

  • Going-away party for the Dos

    As subject implies :-) Hung with the whole work crew for a few hours, then us young farts branched off to have a (Dos’s last) night out on the town. Great times, with the possible exception of showing up at Georges (bar), which was completely dead and smelled like fish. Got the hell outta there.…

  • St. Paddy’s

    Ah, good ole St. Patrick’s day… an excuse to go out drinkin’ on a work night. So yeah, all us young farts convened on this place whose name I can’t remember, and tried to dance with a bunch of girls who paid us little attention. I think a couple of us (myself not among them)…

  • And the 2004 Go Bugger a Hamster award goes to…

    Well, I got a friendly letter from this dot.bomb today care of the Web site I administer, Something to the effect of “we’re ready to IPO and need to sanitize our image a bit, so takedown your site’s factual but negative information about our company, or we sue” (okay, I read between the lines a…

  • Policy of truth

    Ahh…that queasy I-just-swallowed-live-butterflies feeling. Ya, um…this not-lying-to-people thing… I kinda wonder why I keep with it. Have you ever done an experiment and gotten a result you know just can’t be right, so you do it again, and keep getting the same impossible result? Maybe it is time for me to learn from the experts,…

  • It was on fire when I laid down on it

    Our lab caught fire today. That was…interesting. Some few hundred people wandering about the parking lot, chatting idly, blinking in the sunlight. More fire trucks than I knew Medford had. From my neck of the lab, it’s amazing how really not-loud the fire alarm is. I thought someone had tripped some kind of theft alarm…

  • Grr

    Grrrr #1 (yesterday) “I have good news and bad news. The good news is we have a wonderful testing opportunity for LCxxx (super-secret project slated to wrap up in, oh, April). Bad news is we’ll need a fully debugged, working prototype by next Friday. It’ll need to record continuously for 3 months on the ridiculously…

  • Storyful times

    Ha, when the cat’s away, I wonder what the mouse will say? This cat’s been hearing some interesting ones lately. First off, I’m apparently madly in love with T*, who, as you might notice, gets entirely too much attention in this here bloggg :-) . Unfortunately, this is as much news to me as it…

  • These gentle walls, this metal sky

    I had an interesting conversation with T* today, where I was asked if I have emotions. Izznt dat veerd? Well, maybe not so wierd. I hadn’t really given this much thought before. That is, how this whole uneasy agreement between mind and body that is me appears to the casual observer. Probably a little too…

  • I Fail It

    Tonight has not been my night for communication. I feel like I’ve fallen into a fountain of stupid and can’t claw my way back out. In two separate occasions, trying to ease things and then to just have a normal conversation without violating my personal ethics, I’ve only made things worse. It’s a good thing…

  • White powder

    As foretold by prophecy, I hit the slopes again today. (Umm…*snif* I can quit whenever I want) Actually getting the hang of this thing now, and have advanced from ridiculous speed to ludicrous speed and (mostly) mastered the art of slicing around randomly without planting my face. In fact, the guys I was meeting at…

  • “earth’s organic heritage”

    Getting involved at all in this could cause me to lose some people I happen to like. But it’s just so hard to bite my tongue, while seeing her tear herself apart, in the hope that I am wrong. QOTD: Ye cannot get the FLASK. It is firmly bolted to a wall which is bolted…

  • Woohoo, Friday

    Okay, let’s see. I got my first east-coast paycheck! (Actually, I think I got the stub yesterday, but still, kickass.) I’m not trying to sound money-grubbingly materialistic here or anything – this whole moving thing tends to leave you broke, since everyone wants your money before you’ve got any. And now I’ve got some, so…

  • It’s official! My card came today.

    Yup… I have officially joined the ranks of the loser. Yes, that thar’s an internet singles site, and yes, I’m on it. Now, to join a hotornot… QOTD: S*: im bored…… come and get me Me: hehe Me: sounds like a sandwich’s last words Me: oooo, new form of matter S*: what bout sandwiches\???? Me:…

  • Modes of failure

    “Here I sit now, broken-hearted…”, goes the familiar bathroom-stall scrawl. While not exactly reveling in my single-ness, watching the supernovae of relationships of those close to me has me re-evaluating this position. At the present moment I am consoling my brother’s fiancee, who sounds just absolutely despondent over feelings that he doesn’t care about her…