Tuesday, October 31, 2006
dannyboy 11:28 PM
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Monday, October 30, 2006
dannyboy 9:11 PM
My grandfather had another stroke this morning. The feeling seems to be that he likely won't make it through this time. I'm not sure that there's anything else to say about that. I suppose one can think of the last year and a half as a reprieve, though having seen the heartache it's caused, I still hope that I go out quickly when my time is up. Hovercraft, supermodels, and explosions.
Monday, October 23, 2006
dannyboy 12:08 AM
I keep having intensely bizarre dreams that I can't remember. I wake up in the middle of the night and I repeat to myself the details I want to remember, but I always forget them all anyway.
Today I had biltong, and I imagine it is something I will learn to like. I'm glad I own a helmet. And finally, I learned that turning traction control off is a really good way to warm up your tires, (catastrophically) fast.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
dannyboy 12:09 PM
The one thing I tell everyone about the high school I went to is not the long list of Nobel prize winners, celebrities, musicians* and (one) porn star—but the fact that we had the first cyclotron on the continent! But now I just found out they never really got it to work!! One low-power test run? Shenanigans!
*One of my favorites is an alumnus.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
dannyboy 7:34 PM
One of the reasons why I like taking the bus is because I can people watch. People, the concept, interests me. People, the reality, not so much. When I'm on the bus I can look at people and try to figure out what they're all about. Everyone becomes interesting. The problem comes when you actually get to know people.
There was a woman at a party I went to this weekend who, when asked an admittedly dull, innocuous, party-safe question, replied with the unfortunate truth. YES, I know this is something I would do. Anyway, she was asked "how do you like it here?" and she let everyone know that San Francisco really isn't that great, and what's ruining it is everyone who thinks it's the best city ever. Now provincial attitudes get on my nerves, but even more annoying is the whole jaded cosmopolitan act. Best of all was what she thought was a better place to live. OK what, Paris, New York, London then? No: Boston. Wait. What?
Currently I desire enthusiasm in my life, so to see someone pick it out in others as a fault, ugh.
Monday, October 16, 2006
dannyboy 2:36 PM
There are lessons you only need to learn once and will remember the rest of your career. Such as making sure you've actually hung up on the call before you start talking about the people you were just conferencing with. The corollary of this is to make sure, with 100% confidence, you're intimate with the operation of the mute button on your phone before trying to use it.
Thursday, October 12, 2006
dannyboy 1:19 PM
Last night I dreamed I was a joker, a smoker, a midnight toker.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
dannyboy 9:59 AM
This is ridiculous. I am currently online with 4 different IM services. The future sucks.
Sunday, October 08, 2006
dannyboy 11:02 PM
Well that's just fucking great. I really miss the late 90's. Everything that's happened since has been like a bad dream.
I know it's human nature to idealize the past, but fuck, do you guys remember what it was like back then? There was nothing wrong with anything and things were only going to get better. Our biggest concern was Y2K, and who got their dick sucked in the oval office. Uhm, what?
No pointless wars, and terrorism was marginalized and robbed of any popular influence. Flying was pleasant! People around the world were actually starting to like us. We believed in science and gay people and had the best economy in history. I mean, a budget surplus, for chrissakes? Guah? I've wished so many times in the last few years that I believed in a higher power, or some kind of cosmic justice—because I demand that the people who have made today's world possible pay dearly for what they've done.
My fear is that instead, we all will.
dannyboy 12:52 PM
Goddamnit. Every now and again I'll dream about a brilliant design but by the time I wake up I forget all the important details. I'm sure if I could remember it would make no sense whatsoever, but it's so tantalizing to have solved a problem you're working on, only to forget 90% of it. It's a tempting fantasy to think that my subconscious mind is full of genius held back by my waking life.
Monday, October 02, 2006
dannyboy 2:24 PM
KIDS SAY THE DARNDEST THINGS:
"Scott, I want to show you our new shower."
"As long as it's not a golden shower, mom."