I must get some work done!

OK, go read the Stinkfactor site. It is simply fantastic.

I challenge any of you lurkers to eat six Saltines in 30 seconds. Slackers.

Dungeon Siege is $32.99 at Fry’s. Must… resist…

Happy Birthday Martin! If any movie studio execs are reading, please give him a seven figure development deal to so we can get a sweet box at the Staples Center and be guys instead of fathers for a while.

My loathsome brother is mocking me again. Bastard. He has all kinds of cool images and stuff on his page. What is he, a fuckign professional or something?

Lastly, how sweet is this?

Yes…

Yes, I’ve been fucking around with the base html for the page this morning. I’m bored while I sit her with Mira on the computer next to me playing on Disney Blast.

Sunday Morning

Two small items:

I saw this on Rebecca Blood’s weblog.

Rebecca Blood’s Politics in a Nutshell:
Libertarian: We don’t need rules, we can take care of ourselves.
Conservative: We need rules to help the upper class and control the lower class.
Liberal: We need rules to control the upper class and help the lower class.
Anarchist: We don’t need rules, we can take care of each other.

Is it really this simple? Perhaps.

In today’s newspaper I read about a woman dying in a fall from a 150 foot tall tree she was protesting in against logging. While I love the environment, I am not in favor of sacrifing people to save trees.

Broadband? You’re soaking in it!

Back home in sunny socal!

I really want to crawl up into a ball for a few days now, but alas life is not so easy.

I’ll be leaving to pick up the girls at my parent’s house in afew minutes. Nothing like an hour of prime grade Los Angeles rush hour traffic to welcome me back home.

Looks like a CD from the CD swap appeared today. I’ll have to check it out later when I’m a bit more relaxed…

While I like my job, here’s what I’d rather be doing.

Topics

Just so you can confirm my true geekiness…

The topic of conversation at the table of a five star French restaurant was whether or not KITT could or could not drive up into a moving truck and stop.

Vegas

I went out to several industry parties last night. Free food, free drinks. Who can complain? One party even had nice capacolla ham on the anti-pasta platter. Mmmmm, that’s good eating.

Before heading back to the hotel, we stopped by a Davidoff cigar store and picked up some cigar. Actually, Bob & Brad chose them, I just helped pay. Drunk shopping for cigars isn’t pretty.

Again, I had trouble keeping the damn thing lit. Others seem to do this effortlessly, but not I. Perhaps a cigar class is in order.

More meetings today. Everyone wants to sell me stuff.

While I enjoy Vegas, I miss sleeping at home. Hotel rooms always remind me of crime novels.

Ahhh, broadband…

I can’t concieve how people can be on the net without broadband. Modem access is simply suxxor. The Mirage Hotel, where I am staying doesn’t have any internet access at all. They are teh suck.

I’m in Vegas for the NAB convention. Joy. Too bad Michele couldn’t have come along. Vegas solo is not so much fun.

I had a quick dinner and Denny’s (salad & Superbird no tomatoes) and went next door to the cinema to see Big Trouble. I have to say, it wasn’t bad. Kinda like Get Shorty, but not as fast and sharp. In the middle of the movie my phone rang. Business at 8PM Sunday? Nope. It was my mother calling to chat. Sorry Mom, but for $8.25 for the movie, I’m going to watch it.

Walking back tot he hotel I stopped by a Walgreens to pick up a package of Listermints. Happily I found a diet food section and snatched some no-carb chocolate bars and Balance bars. After Saturday’s crayfish boil, I need to get back on the Zone Diet.

Yes, the crayfish boil. My fraternity brother, Len had a big crayfish boil. I had never eaten crayfish before. There were SIXTY pounds of LIVE crayfish there when we arrived. Trust me, that is a shitload of crayfish. I took a bunch of pictures but I didn’t have time to prep them and make a page.

Back to today… After Walgreens, I continued down the strip and saw the glowing neon words “Internet Cafe”. Woot! I walk in sit down and the cool speed of broadband rolls over me.

Enough blogging, time to check my email.

BTW, Newspro 3.8 is markedly better than 3.7.

MLP

OK, I’m fading fast tonight. Here’s your linkage.

Choker Sandwich – Martin’s page
Megarad – Much geekage and net culture
Cockeyed – I bow to the master…
Trollaxor – With lines like “when some overly-serious goatée-stroking k5er”, who can resist?
Good Eats – My cooking guru. All hail Alton Brown

On the book front I am reading remix by Jon Courtenay Grimwood. It’s fantastic. The book says ‘William Gibson meets Quentin Tarantino’ buts it’s more like ‘Neal Stephenson meets Robert Heinlein’.

Now leave me alone…