Archive for August, 2000

I Hate Titles

Ow, I feel sick. I ate some stale fries and a polish sausage that had rolled a few too many times on those metal rollers. The best part of the meal was the water in the green-checked styrofoam cup. Ow, stomach, sharp pains.

Update: Although I must say, the burps are a bit tasty.

IE5.5 Update

Recently, if you start up a version of IE earlier than 5.5 (well version 5.0x at least, I can’t say about anything earlier than that), it will display a page telling you there’s a new version available and asking if you want to upgrade to it. Now, it wouldn’t bother me too much, except I keep getting calls and people asking me if they should upgrade. All it’s doing is confusing these people. I would personally never recommend upgrading to 5.5 at this point. I’ve had bad experiences, I’ve heard other bad experiences, I’ve heard of compatibility issues, and I haven’t heard anyone say they’re happy they did it. The chances are you won’t even notice a difference (except perhaps the amount of extra time you have to wait for it to start). So, if you’re reading this and you were going to ask me what to do, then I just saved you the trouble.


It’s 8 in morning, and I’m an hour from home. I can’t believe I was up at 6 this morning. I’m sitting and waiting for my training to start. I’m in the advanced class now (woo!). You can tell who the regulars are. They set their stuff down, hurry back and get coffee, then sit down and immediately fire up solitaire, sometimes regular and sometimes freecell. Oh, he’s starting now.


Sometimes my mind looks like this: *!`~_)-(~’*%&. You know what I mean? I’m going to go read now.


They narrowed us down to one lane and were doing this as we passed them.


Well, I don’t really feel bad right now without caffeine. I did have some Mountain Dew over the weekend though. I may have just imagined it, but it seemed like I was very wired. Heh.. I just remembered. I tried to drink some of the Dew without closing my mouth, and a bunch poured out of my nose. The insides of my nostrils were sticky for a long time.

I order pants over the internet. They were advertised as size 34, but I would bet that they’re not. They feel like 32’s. If the lady assures me that they’re 34’s then I think I’m going to try a pair of 36’s. They did come with a pretty cool, free shirt, and about 20 stickers. I have no idea what to do with all of the stickers.

How much does it cost to mail a letter to Berlin?


I ran across an article or two talking about caffeine. It says that caffeine is added to soda (or pop as I call it) purely to create an addiction that keeps people drinking. Soda makers claim it’s added for flavor, which the study says is what cigarette makers used to say about nicotine. Anyway, my interest was peaked as I read it, as I do drink about a pop a day. But when I was done reading, I didn’t think too much of it. Today, I had a root beer soda pop. Towards the end of the day I was really anxious and unable to focus. I looked at the can, and it was caffeine free. “Egads!?” I thought, “Could I be hooked on caffeine?” So, I’ve decided to lay off of Captain Caffeine for a while; perhaps you should too? He’s a bastard anyway.


I won an eBay auction by a seller from Berlin (that’s in Germany for you geniuses). It said he ships internationally, and it was a good auction. So, I bid and won. The whole auction description was in German. Now I got an email from him in German telling me what to do. I know about 4 words in German. Can anyone tell me what this means?


du hast von mir das 13 Hip Hop CD Paket ersteigert. prima!

bitte überweise die 41.-DM auf folgendes konto:


sofort nach eingang des geldes werden die cds als unfreies paket versandt.

bitte sende mir deine adresse per e-mail!

gruss [name]

I hope he speaks a little English…

Speak Forth

He does speak English!


My cousin got married over the weekend in Chicago. I was a groomsman and an usher. I left Friday and got back today. On Friday, there was a lot of preparation and then the bachelor party, during which I managed to get my head shut in a minivan sliding door. On Saturday, we got more things ready, and had the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner: very good pizza. On Sunday, we finished up preparations and had the wedding and reception. I was dead by then, falling asleep in any chair I sat down in. We came back on Monday morning, taking the scenic route. It was a lot of fun. I’m writing up my account of the whole thing. I’m not sure if I’ll put it up here though, or just share it with selected people.