November 2007 Archives
I opened-up a yogurt, underneath the lid it said, "Please try again." because they were having a contest that I was unaware of. I thought maybe I opened the yogurt wrong. ...Or maybe Yoplait was trying to inspire me... "Come on Mitchell, don't give up!" An inspirational message from your friends at Yoplait, fruit on the bottom, hope on top.
Mitch Hedberg
Check out this video.
We've had a nice and Happy Thanksgiving. Traveled up north to visit with the relatives in Philadelphia. The trip was nice, the company great, the dinner awesome, and the post-celebration drinking relatively controlled.
Here is a list of the "Top Ten Things That Didn't Happen" this year:
Here is a list of the "Top Ten Things That Didn't Happen" this year:
- Nobody fell down the stairs.
- Nobody got personally offended by anyone else.
- Nobody's dog crapped in the house.
- Nobody bled, for any reason.
- Nobody thought that I was too drunk.
- Nobody thought that I was too sober.
- Nobody took off their shirt.
Nobody tracked dog crap into the house.Not true, had to edit. Cutting the list to 9.- Nobody hit on anyone's girlfriend.
- Nobody got yelled at for cussing in front of the kids.
Sentient World -- a continuous running model of the real world. You know, the place where you buy groceries.
Sentient world: war games on the grandest scale Perhaps your real life is so rich you don't have time for another. The DOD is developing a parallel to Planet Earth, with billions of individual "nodes" to reflect every man, woman, and child this side of the dividing line between reality and AR. Called the Sentient World Simulation (SWS), it will be a "synthetic mirror of the real world with automated continuous calibration with respect to current real-world information", according to a concept paper for the project. SWS provides an environment for testing Psychological Operations (PSYOP)," the paper reads, so that military leaders can "develop and test multiple courses of action to anticipate and shape behaviors of adversaries, neutrals, and partners". SWS also replicates financial institutions, utilities, media outlets, and street corner shops.
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Great blog article regarding the lost art of being at home as a family. It will make sense once you read it.
Link.
We really, REALLY enjoy being at our home, so I (of course) liked this article a lot. I am not a fan of spending all your time away from the house -- I mean, why the heck do we own a house if we're not going to spend any time there?
It's more than just a place to hold our stuff (as George Carlin once said).
Day one of the new job is done. Great first day, I think. I am working with some intelligent and personable people, which is important. It's usually the people that keep you coming to work on the bad days.
The commute this morning was ridiculously easy. Why? Federal Holiday! It got to work in 45 minutes today, door to door. Wow. I'll bet you that on Tuesday it will take me 60 to 85 minutes. We'll see.
This picture is very lesson-specific.
- Don't mess with the bull.
- Don't tease the bull.
- If you can't follow points 1 or two, run faster than the bull.
- If running from the bull, try to run on flat ground.
- If you can't find flat ground, be like Jesus, 'cause bulls aren't Christian.
I found this here.
I'm a Linux kind of guy; have been since 1995, no s**t G.I. I was a Slackware guy for a while, then moved to SuSE Linux for several years, but have been a Ubuntu guy since 2005. Me likes my Ubuntu.
The reviews of the recent Gutsy Gibbon (7.10) release are hitting the streets -- looks like it's a winner. I've not upgraded from 7.04 yet, because I am moving jobs and refuse to waste the time upgrading on a machine that I am getting ready to wipe clean, anyway (yes, I use Ubuntu at work, on a Windows network).
Here's a nice link at Ars Technica.
It's yore, not yor.
Yore, from The Free Dictionary (link) is a middle English term, a noun, meaning "long ago, long time past."
I knew this, certainly you did, too.
Thanks, Webbie, for keeping me un-stoopid.
I have a new job. Starting Monday, 12 November, I will be a Booze Allen Hamilton (BAH) consultant.
Not moving. Just a different commute.
I'll be working in the Modeling, Simulation and Warfighting Analysis section, doing more of this wacky M&S stuff.
More to follow, for sure.
Seconds before the Guitar Hero III was unveiled. Kyle was ready to pee his pants.
Note Sam's Lightening McQueen Pajamas. What a stylin' and profilin' little dude.
The big question here is whether GH III will ruin this kid's innate real guitar playing ability. He IS good.
Note Sam's Lightening McQueen Pajamas. What a stylin' and profilin' little dude.
The big question here is whether GH III will ruin this kid's innate real guitar playing ability. He IS good.
This is my five year old. He's currently under the weather with a wicked ear infection -- complicated by the fact that his molars are coming in. This kid is hanging tough, but thank goodness for medicine.
He's a good looking kid, smart as a whip, and funny. We're in trouble.
He's a good looking kid, smart as a whip, and funny. We're in trouble.
Eleven years ago, today, my amazing wife gave birth to a 10 pound giant baby in Monterey, California. We call him Kyle the Giant Eating Machine, because that is what he is, a giant eating machine.
Right now, he is playing Guitar Hero III on the XBox 360, and rockin' out to Slow Ride, as he is want to do. He's a rocker, you know.
Happy Birthday to my son, Kyle the Eating Machine, aka Turboman, aka "Hey, you, what are you doing in the kitchen?"
Right now, he is playing Guitar Hero III on the XBox 360, and rockin' out to Slow Ride, as he is want to do. He's a rocker, you know.
Happy Birthday to my son, Kyle the Eating Machine, aka Turboman, aka "Hey, you, what are you doing in the kitchen?"
Yep. Everything. I no longer have 200 or so entries from the past four years available on this site. Upgraded and lost my shirt.
Dammit.
So, I'll have to restart.
I feel like a scifi explorer from days of yor. What the heck is "yor" anyway? I can't find anything about it on the inter tube. Yor. Not Yar. Yar is a pirate's slang word for "Hey" or "You betcha" or something like that. As in, "Yar, my matey." Whatever.
So, brave new world and all that jazz.
Peace out.
Dammit.
So, I'll have to restart.
I feel like a scifi explorer from days of yor. What the heck is "yor" anyway? I can't find anything about it on the inter tube. Yor. Not Yar. Yar is a pirate's slang word for "Hey" or "You betcha" or something like that. As in, "Yar, my matey." Whatever.
So, brave new world and all that jazz.
Peace out.
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