Monthly Archives: August 2008

Seeing-eye hamster

I can’t find my glasses. I hate when this hap­pens, since it means I either have to wear con­tacts or be really close to what­ever I want to see. I’m typ­ing this with my face right up against the lap­top screen, and just now I pounded on Zach’s cage when I saw him

Politics imitates art

I didn’t see the resem­blance until my friend Emily posted these quotes and pic­tures. Then I laughed and laughed and laughed.
Tigh pick­ing a rel­a­tively inex­pe­ri­enced woman for a run­ning mate is a risky but well-calculated choice. Roslin’s exec­u­tive order out­law­ing abor­tion in the fleet as well as her readi­ness to throw Cylons out the

Funny place names

When­ever my par­ents or I tell peo­ple about the best pick-your-own blue­berry place in greater Syra­cuse, the inevitable follow-up ques­tion is, “Is that a real street name?”
Yes.  Din­gle­hole Road is a real street. Though I’ve been hear­ing that name for all of my life, it just occurred to me now that it makes a good

Also, speaking of Facebook.…

Aaron Sorkin has a pro­file, but you can’t add him as a friend.

You can join his group, though.  Neat.
He’s writ­ing a movie about the cre­ation of Face­book, and evi­dently this is part of his research. Hope the movie includes the cur­rent law­suits.
…And Joshua Malina. Somehow.

Some bits and pieces

Bloomberg gives us insight into pre­pared obit­u­ar­ies and the prob­lems with online news con­tent management.

Face­book: val­i­dat­ing my world­view since 2004
Both my tax and tuition dol­lars at work. I think I have go to check this out. And bog­gle a bit.
I can think of sev­eral mil­lion bet­ter uses for this, but I also went to a

I sharpen mine to a razor edge, I’ll have you know

This is going to hap­pen to me one of these years. I just know it.
I haven’t flown any­where in over two years, but I did have to go through secu­rity at the cour­t­houses I vis­ited dur­ing my Excel­lent Cour­t­house Adven­ture for work last week. I took a few cam­era phone pho­tos when I wasn’t

Tell me what I want to hear. No, not *you.*

If the orig­i­nal screen­cap isn’t some sort of Pho­to­shopped thing try­ing to make Fox News look stu­pid, I think I’m going to cry.

Joy, Wonder, Petco

This post is won­der­ful. Not just because it’s about hamsters.

Countdown to Lost

Days/hours. Fan­tas­tic.

I have furniture worth protecting, I think

I need coast­ers, since the ones we used belonged to AJ, and she took them with her.  Things are very slow here at the library today, so I decided to poke around on Etsy while I sit here and try not to be lonely.
I love this, but it’s not quite appro­pri­ate for my house.