Tonight as I sorted a bucket of cable into another bucket of cables I had a breakthrough. If I can’t think of a good use for it, chuck it. Not my old “good use” yardstick, which was, “No honey, we might need it again someday!” Someday in this case being the great cable shortage of 2321 when my ancestors will need the last parallel printer cable in existance that I had painstakingly labeled and preserved.

So goodbye male headphone to male headphone cord. So long AT to PS/2 dongle. Adios electrical cable to a light kit that was lost 4 years ago. And a special, heartfelt farewell to my longest running mysteru cable, a USB to phone jack cable.

But don’t worry, I still have 82 rca cables, 400 ft of coax, and half a dozen IDE cables. Because you just never know…

Duane beat me by 3 points. Must be all his MMORPG cred.


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For the longest time Jane called us “Slow Folks” if we were running behind. Not “Slow Pokes”. And “Cockroaches” were “Hoproaches”. I still get a little sad when she calls them by their right name.

Isaac can’t say “Popsicle”. He can say “Pop” and he can say “sicle”, but when he puts them together he’s eating a “Pocksibble”

* In the parking lot of a local strip mall some fratheads were advertising a car wash with a bull horn. It was for Hurricaine Katrina, and all proceeds would go to the Red Cross. They gave the basics like location, then enticed you to go with the phrase, “Be an American, go get your car washed. Don’t be a terrorist, get your car washed.”

* A family was at the Zoo, a mom, a dad, a little boy, and a little girl. The boy was maybe 5-7 years old. The dad was holding hands with the daughter when the boy decided he wanted to hold hands with his dad. That was a problem for some reason, I don’t recall why. The mom kept trying to get the boy to hold her hand, and one of the reasons was, “You don’t hold hands with boys.”

* Sign on the host station at a local IHOP: “For security reasons, we can no longer split checks between 11p and 4a.”

While reorganizing the closet last night I realized that I have 15 pairs of shoes.

http://blogsearch.google.com/

This searches LiveJournal entries as well. Interesting…

I had an interesting IM Conversation with a friend today. My comments sounds a little simplistic, but the overall sentiment sums up my philosophy fairly well

friend: what I really need it a career goal
friend: something for 5, 10 years down the road
me: or not :)
friend: why not?
me: just live your life and wherever you are in 5 years is where you’re supposed to be
friend: so you think that there is no planning needed ?
me: depends on who you are mostly. I don’t
friend: that’s a good point. I guess my wife is a planner. I since I am married to a planner, I need to give thinking like a planner a shot. It certainly is not something that comes naturally to me
me: planning is good. I’ve never understood how you could plan a life though
friend: some might say that one won’t ‘get’ anywhere if they don’t plan
me: that presupposes that the point of life is to “get” somewhere :)

This afternoon I got my hair cut by a very nice young man who had been out of beauty school for 1 month. He cut my hair well, not that my hair is any great challenge. One thing I hope he learns is time is to speed up! It took forever to get my hair cut today. As I sat in the chair, half asleep and thinking about this post, he was still only half done! All told it took 45 minutes to get my hair cut, which is nearly how much time it takes to cut my hair for an entire year.

While installing Quicktime 7 this dialog box appeared:

Tell me, Apple, where is the question?

On another note, iTunes needs to get a clue about version numbers. Screw it, I don’t have time for that rant. :)

6:35a, on the bus going downtown to do my civic duty. I was sure I checked “night owl” on my voter registration and driver’s license forms but I guess that doesn’t percolate through to the jury commissioners office.

As is usually the case when I’m out this early, I’m amazed both at how peaceful and active the city is. My bus is fuller than 90% of the times I take it. I feel refreshed and ready to take on the day when I get up this early, and am incrediblt productuve by the end of the day. If I’m lucky this will be the start of a new trend.

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