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I
recently upgraded to a
Blackberry 8700g.
Email, cellphone, web
access, and PDA all-in-one.

I
love Canon digicams.
I had an S330, then an S230,
now an SD400. They're solidly
made, they take great pictures,
and they're ultra-portable.

I've gone back to the
dark
side. I once
again have an iPod.
This time it's a 60gb
iPod Photo.

The
Dell Latitude D620
is my current work laptop.
It's a cleanly designed
Centrino Duo machine with
amazing battery
life and a nice screen.

My home laptop is a
15" Apple MacBook Pro
dual-booting both Mac OS X
and Windows XP. Hooray for
Boot Camp!

I recently upgraded to
a 20"
Dell 2001fp LCD.
It has great
image quality, and
convenient
USB ports on the side.

My current
PC is
a P4 system based on an Intel
D915GAG motherboard in an Antec
Sonata II case. 200gb Seagate
SATA hard drive, nVidia GeForce
6600GT video card, SB Live 5.1,
and NEC DVD-RW drive.

Just
like with digicams,
I like Canon inkjet printers. My
i860 is quiet, fast, and produces
first-class color prints.

Not
much to say here.
If you're an aviation enthusiast
and you have a fast PC,
go buy FS2004 now.

If
you get hooked on
flight sims like I did, you'll want
a good flight controller. The
CH Products Flight Sim Yoke USB
is probably the best all-around
flight controller out there.
It ain't cheap, though....
My Current Reading List

Eastward to Tartary:
Travels in the Balkans,
the Middle East, and
the Caucasus
by Robert D. Kaplan

Falling Off the Map
by Pico Iyer

Great Bridge:
The Epic
Story of the Building
of
the Brooklyn Bridge
by David McCullough

The Polish Way:
A Thousand
Year History of the
Poles and
Their Culture
by Adam Zamoyski

Best of Europe 2006
by Rick Steves
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2008
October (2 entries) August (1 entry) June (1 entry) May (2 entries) February (2 entries)
2007
July (1 entry) June (7 entries) April (5 entries) February (4 entries) January (11 entries)
2006
December (5 entries) November (3 entries) October (10 entries) September (6 entries) August (4 entries) July (7 entries) June (5 entries) May (7 entries) April (15 entries) March (9 entries) February (7 entries) January (15 entries)
2005
December (4 entries) November (6 entries) October (15 entries) September (4 entries) August (9 entries) July (18 entries) June (10 entries) May (12 entries) April (19 entries) March (18 entries) February (10 entries) January (20 entries)
2004
December (9 entries) November (21 entries) October (9 entries) September (15 entries) August (7 entries) July (7 entries) June (8 entries) May (10 entries) April (5 entries) March (12 entries) February (18 entries) January (9 entries)
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I just got off the phone from talking to a friend about an upcoming trip she's planning for herself and three friends. They're going to Spain and England, some of them for the first time. We were talking about how some people are more comfortable trying new things, and risking new experiences, than others are. She mentioned that when she went to Paris with her sister a few years' ago, she tried a crepe for the first time, and loved it. Then, when she was recently in Vancouver, BC, she had crepes again, and she immediately remembered the experience in Paris. "I want that," she said, referring to the idea of a wonderful new experience that stays with you.
It's a beautiful thing when people have little epiphanies like that. And doubly beautiful when it's because of food! Heh heh heh...
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Man, I love Major League Baseball for the Sony PSP. I just finished a particularly exciting game, with my Seattle Mariners beating the Oakland A's 4-3 on a walkoff home run. I was up 3-1 going into the 9th (all 3 runs scoring on an Ichiro Suzuki 3-run bomb), so I brought in my closer, Eddie Guardado.
Guardado retired the first two hitters without incident, then gave up a seeing eye single to Eric Byrnes. No problem, just one more out, pitch carefully to Bobby Crosby. I got ahead of him 1-2, then threw a slider down and away, flirting with the corner of the strike zone. Crosby got ahold of it and golfed it out to the opposite field. Damn. I got Mark Ellis to bounce out, and went to the bottom of the 9th tied 3-3.
Ricardo Rincon was pitching for Oakland, and I hadn't done anything against him in the bottom of the 8th. The first pitch to Miguel Olivo was a big arcing slider that I guessed correctly on, and smacked it into the back of the bullpens in left field. Game over. The play-by-play voice, Matt Vasgerian, was yelling "Get outta here... get outta here.... Santa Maria! A home run!" It was great.
All in the same day that Miguel Olivo was sent down to AAA by the Mariners for having a batting average below .190.... Ironic. |
| Long time, no blog. I had a series of weird experiences yesterday that led me to believe that a vast majority of people working in the service industries are crazy.
Example #1: I went to to Best Buy to pick up a hard drive that I had ordered online. $19.99 AR for an 80gb hard drive is not too shabby. Anyway, the girl carrying the drive out from the storeroom dropped it 5 feet onto the concrete floor right in front of me. Then, she tried to give me that same drive as though nothing had happened. I guess I can forgive the girl for not understanding the fragile mechanics of hard drives, but she acted surprised when I asked for a different one.
Example #2: After Best Buy, I went to get a haircut. Before anyone starts lecturing me on how I should go to a proper salon, or spend a little more money on a haircut, let me say this: Shut the hell up. So, as I was saying, I went to get a haircut, and the woman cutting my hair told me a whole sad story about how her car ran out of gas on the way to work, and she had to get towed (I don't quite understand what towing has to do with it), and it had been a rough day, blah blah blah.... Well, she was practically bashing my brains out with the clippers. She would whack them against my scalp, drag them along for a while, then repeat the process in another spot. The worst part was when she was finished, I noticed that she didn't have clean-looking hands. They might not have been filthy, but they weren't clean, with chewed-up nails and everything. Nice. I still gave a tip, for some reason.
Example #3: The next stop was the gas station, so I didn't end up like crazy dirty-hands haircut lady. While I was pumping gas, three other cars came through the gas station, but they weren't buying gas. Apparently, that particular Shell station does a brisk business in cigarettes (it was formerly a "Smoker Friendly" convenient store, complete with big banner out front). Does it strike anyone as odd that cigarettes and gasoline are paired together?
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How bored am I this afternoon?
You tell me.
It isn't the pope's Volkswagen, but someone will need them.
Extra pictures at eBay cost money, but extra sarcasm? That's free, baby!
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While strolling through Target this morning, I saw a box of condoms prominently displayed on a clearance endcap. Seems like that's the sort of purchase you wouldn't want to cut corners on, but, to each his own....
Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile.
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| At my place of employment, we have a lot of visits from ambulances (we're a medical office, silly). Our parking lot is often very full, and it can be tough for the ambulance driver to find a place to park. To help alleivate the problem, we designated one of our parking spaces as "Ambulance Parking" complete with bright yellow lines and everything. So what happens, just 4 hours after the space gets painted? Some moron angle-parks his beat up old Datsun truck across that space and the adjacent one. Nice. |
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A Northwest Airlines DC-9 that had just landed in Minneapolis was taxiing to the gate when it suffered a hydraulic failure, rendering the brakes useless. The plane plowed into a Northwest A319 that was at its gate, causing impressive damage to both planes. What was the status of the DC-9, according to NWA.com? Why, "arrived" of course. "Arrived"? I'll say.
Flight: 1495
Date: Tue., May 10, 2005
Departs: Columbus-Int'l, OH ( CMH ) Arrives: Minneapolis/St. Paul-Int'l, MN (MSP)
Gate: B35 Gate: G7
Scheduled: 6:35PM Scheduled: 7:38PM
Actual: 6:26PM Actual: 8:10PM
Aircraft: DC9-50 Weather: MSP
Status: Arrived

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| Kickass. It looks like New York Attorney General Eliott Spitzer is going to go after spyware purveyors. It's about damn time. Wired has the full story. 
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Big Cheese Squeeze
Recipe courtesy of Alton Brown
Show: Good Eats
Episode: For Whom the Cheese Melts
Ingredients:
2 slices of bread, cut thin (as far as bread selection goes, all I’ll say is the bigger the loaf the bigger the sandwich)
1 teaspoon (or more) smooth Dijon mustard
1 cup Grated cheese (This is the soul of the thing, so use the good stuff. We like a semi-hard, semi-soft combo like smoked gouda and Gruyere or Fontina with a young Asiago. If you’re a purist, go for the Cheddar, but make it sharp and aged if possible.)
Good quality olive oil for spritzing.
Preparation:
Find 2 heavy skillets that will nest together. Two (10-inch) cast iron skillets are ideal. Heat them over high heat.
Meanwhile, spread mustard on one slice of bread. Distribute the cheese evenly over the mustard, season with fresh black pepper and top with second piece of bread.
Spritz the bread surface that’s staring up at you with olive oil using either a Misto or a pump sprayer. A light coat will do, don’t soak.
When the pans are hot enough to vigorously sizzle a drop of water, remove them from the heat and place the sandwich, top-side down in the middle of one pan. (if your pans are a different size, this would be the smaller one.) Spritz the slice now facing you, as well as the bottom of the other skillet. Lay the skillet right on top of the sandwich. If the top pan isn’t cast iron, weigh it down with a brick, can, or something of similar heft.
Wait patiently, crack a beer. When you hear the first bit of cheese run out and sizzle on the pan, it’s done. This will take anywhere from 3 to 5 minutes.
Carefully remove the top skillet, (you may need to coax it off with a spatula, but I doubt it). Just look at it. It’s perfect…better than mom’s. (no reason to tell her)
Remove to a plate, count to 10 and slice it in half. Take a bite. Take another. So they lost… there’s always next year.
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"A man can do only what he can do. But if he does that each day he can sleep at night and do it again the next day."
Albert Schweitzer, humanitarian, theologian, missionary, organist, and medical doctor |
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