Author: splicer

OK, it’s not like I don’t know how to pro­gram my VCR or what­ev­er, but I have to learn to start record­ing Star Trek and watch­ing it at a civ­i­lized time. It used to be on at 11:00, and then they moved it to mid­night, which means get­ting to bed no ear­li­er than 1am. Now it does­n’t start until 12:30 and some­times I think it would be nice to get to bed ear­li­er and … Read the rest

I’m insane­ly grat­i­fied by the fact that I got home tonight and found that Lau­ry Ostrow wrote email to me to com­pli­ment me on an arti­cle I wrote on his now thrice-defunct ven­ture, Chi-Pants.

Hey, check out my crotch!

I have a few pair, and they’re damn fine pants. Just think­ing about how I can’t get any new Chi-Pants makes me mad mad mad.

Read the arti­cle. Geeks have real­ly gone downhill.

I just hap­pen to be wear­ing Chi-Jeans right now. … Read the rest

I was afraid I’d wast­ed my mon­ey on my tick­et to Dare­dev­il on the IMAX screen, know­ing it would prob­a­bly be pret­ty bad, but damned if see­ing the League of Extra­or­di­nary Gen­tle­men trail­er was­n’t total­ly worth it.

Dare­dev­il was­n’t par­tic­u­lar­ly good, but it was­n’t as bad as I thought it would be. I liked the spe­cial effects used for his radar sense – it made more sense visu­al­ly than it ever did in the comics.

All in all not a wast­ed night.… Read the rest

Last night I was chat­ting with some girl from Tehran and she asked me if I have many friends. I had to think about it, and sad­ly the answer is no. There are many many peo­ple who are good friends to me, and very few to whom I am a good friend.

This is sad because if I’ve dis­cov­ered even uncon­scious­ly that it’s eas­i­er to make friends than to keep friends, what kind of mon­ster have I become?

I detest … Read the rest

That cof­fee­grinder that was inside the microwave you gave me came in real handy today as I dis­cov­ered that the cof­fee I bought at the store last night was beans, not ground.

Now I have yum­my cof­fee, with fla­vor fresh­ly unlocked from the bean.

Heh. Yum.

TCS… Read the rest

Right now, allI can say is “hooray for birth­day presents.” The elec­tric throw blan­ket is the per­fect com­pan­ion to the Lev­enger lapdesk.Typing in bed with warm legs and a real sur­face for the key­board is just dreamy. I think the next test will have to be letter-writing.… Read the rest

I have a blis­ter on the bot­tom of my right foot now.… Read the rest

I was hop­ing for four miles today. Fake miles, even. On the tread­mill. Instead, I did three. Three miles in 28:45, which is not noti­ci­bly bet­ter than nine minute miles.

In a relat­ed mat­ter, I seem to be gain­ing weight like a mad­man. I’m up over 81 kilos, which makes me heav­ier than I’ve been since May or June of 2001.

The more self-esteem I gar­ner and the more atten­tion I get from women, the less … Read the rest

In an attempt to clean my apart­ment, I’m going through a box of papers and basi­cal­ly turn­ing it into anoth­er box full of papers, plus a trash bag and recy­cling box. Hope­ful­ly I’ll soon be able to take all these papers and file them or throw them away. What I can’t make an imme­di­ate deci­sion about should hope­ful­ly con­sti­tute a much small­er box than the one that’s been monop­o­liz­ing my liv­ing room, plus the goal is to get enough of … Read the rest