The Day After Tomorrow

Did anyone see the movie "The Day After Tomorrow" with Dennis Quaid? The premise was that global warming was bringing on a new ice age. And, of course, being movie time, the new ice age came in a couple of days.

Anyway, at the beginning of the movie, Dennis Quaid and his team were drilling on an ice shelf when a huge chunk of it broke off. It wasn't the cause of the movie disasters, but just one of the events. Well, lookee what happened in the arctic.

Link to BIG ice cube video

Hmm... wonder how I'll spend my kids' inheritance over the next couple of days?

Taking no chances with my health

Have you been hearing the problems with food and E. Coli?

1. You can't eat fresh vegetables from the store.
2. It's not safe to eat fast food.
3. And now, you can't even eat at a sit-down restaurant.

So, what's a person to do? Eat the only food that's safe anymore. And what would that be? Twinkies, of course! That's all I'll be eating from now on. I bet I'll outlive all of ya.

So close, and yet, so far.

Yesterday, after work, I stopped by the Wal-Mart near my office. Just jokingly, I asked the clerk where all the Wii's were. She said that they'd be getting some in today at 10am! I knew my friend was looking for one, so I told him that in our carpool this morning. He said that his kids already have too much, but okay, it would be cool to have one, so he'd go over with me at 10. (Wait, did I want one? Was I going? Oh, yeah, why not...)

So after my meeting, we drove over to the Wal-Mart and started getting really excited when we saw a guy walk past us with a Wii in a bag! The hunt was on! Then we got to the electronics department where there was a fairly short line, and where the clerk was handing them out. S-l-o-w-l-y... One by painfully slow one, we moved up closer to the front. My friend was getting really excited. And then it happened! Three people before we got there, they ran out!

So my friend goes into the classic phases of an unrequited Christmas present. "Oh, well. I didn't really want one anyway," and then to "If I wasn't playing with my cell phone, we could've been there early enough!" I'm now waiting for the "Oh, who wants one of those things anyway" phase.

Updates as they occur...

The right name for the job

I just read an article in an IT related magazine. "IT", in case you don't know, is for Information Technology, or the use of computers and data in business.

Anyway, the article itself wasn't that interesting, but the name of the guy they interviewed was. So what's his name? Art Data! Pretty funny.

A number of years back, I worked with a programmer named Jim Doss. Of course, this was before Windows. :)

How about you? Do you know people whose names match their jobs?

Believe in Yourself

It was just a cute picture. :)

Things that go "bump!" in the night...

Admit it, I'll bet you've all gone "bump" before.

Well, it will no longer be a worry. Not when you can have these headlight slippers! Why try to avoid waking your spouse up by going to the bathroom/kitchen/take-your-pick in the dark, when you only wake him/her up anyway by stepping on the cat?

Why do babies have to grow up? (Or, Help me! My teenager's learning to drive!)

Those of you who have taught your son or daughter to drive can probably relate. Those of you who are pre-driving teenagers can just look away. Those of you whose oldest child is under 15... Just You Wait!

Anyway, my child is learning to drive. Has her own permit. Got it awhile back, even. She's even driven to school -- with me at her side of course. There are laws, you know.

Well, for one reason or another, she has not been able to drive lately (or, I've come up with various excuses to not let her...). Anyway, it was time to let her at it again. Utah law says she needs 40 hours of driving with a parent before she can get a license. I believe she's keeping track of the time spent driving down to the second. Or at least rounded up to the next 1/4 minute...

So first thing she does is gets in and buckles up. (Good for her! The rest of you yung'uns should learn from this.) Then she tries to put the car in reverse. Except, umm, she needs to start the car first. Okay, once the car is started (a story there too, but not her fault) she guns the engine! She meant to put on the brake to put the car in gear, but forgot which pedal it was... So, okay, correct brake pedal depressed. Now, she puts the car in Drive to back out of the garage. Yes, Drive! As in, all-she'll-be-able-to-do-is-go-forward-about-12-inches-into-the-wall Drive!

After I finish freaking out (luckily, she still hadn't released the parking brake), and after she calms down from me freaking out, we finally back out of the garage and take a nice leisurely 45 minute drive downtown. She actually did pretty well except for the left-turn-episode, but that's a story for another day...

"Sit up! Don't slouch!"

If you read my post last week about not playing with your food, you may have come to the conclusion that I'm all for becoming your father/mother. Well, nothing is further from the truth!

Take this one for example. I'm all for slouching! If you watched me all day, I'd be surprised if you got me sitting up for 30 minutes. Total.

So I'm really happy to report that slouching while sitting is not bad for you.

Now, if I could just figure out the health benefits of not showering for weeks at a time, I'd be all set...

A great comic strip

Frazz is my new favorite comic, and following is just an example of why! (I just love wordplay.)



What's your favorite comic strip?

Black Friday

Okay, so this story says that Black Friday is so named because stores offer big sales to "go in the black." It appears that for some people, Black Friday just gets you black and blue.

From the linked story - We saw one woman who had been trampled limp away in tears.

Me? I think I'm glad I slept in...

"Don't play with your food!"

Now, how many times have you heard your parents tell you that? Can you even count that high?

And if you're a parent, have you told that to your kid(s) lately?

Well, guess what? You can't anymore, because then you'd be a hypocrite! At least, you would be if you happen to buy Lego Eggo Waffles. According to the box, you "Toast, Break, and Build." I suppose now they'll be coming out with Aunt Jemima Mortar?

Actually, for you traditionalists, there is hope! I just looked on the Kelloggs web site and guess what? There is no mention of such a product. I know they exist, or at least used to, because I saw a box in my own home! I'm just hoping they flopped and Kelloggs fired the product manager. I can just see my son barricading himself in his room using waffles and syrup.

Let me know if you happen to see any in your local Toy Store frozen food section...

Is it just me, or...

does something stinketh in Whoville?

Have you noticed that there now seem to be a whole lot more Christmas decorations up than Thanksgiving decorations? I can't even think of a place where I've seen Thanksgiving decorations. It appears to me that society has gone from being thankful to gimme, gimme, gimme. Straight from gimme candy to gimme gifts. Of course, that's just the 'half-empty' side of me talking. Still, it's a little weird that Thanksgiving is hardly even acknowledged...

Please tell me I'm wrong!

Dangerous Drinks

I used to work with someone who would tell me that my Diet Coke habit will kill me someday. Well, based on this website, I guess she was right! All it would take is me drinking 300 cans of caffeinated Diet Coke to take me down.

Unfortunately (or fortunately for me, I guess) there are two problems with me dying by Diet Coke. First is that you need to drink the 300 cans in "a short period of time," and by short, I'm guessing that means within a couple of hours (okay, so I can handle about 2 1/2 cans of soda per minute...). The second problem is that I drink Caffeine-Free Diet Coke. Oh, well. Not going to kick the bucket this way. So what's it going to take to kill you off? :)

Question of the Day

"If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?" -- anonymous

"That's not a knife..."

With all due respect to Crocodile Dundee (whatever respect he's due), what he has isn't a knife. THIS is a knife.

And just what is a busy, active computer lovin' geek like me supposed to do?

Too busy to exercise because you gotta blog?

Too busy to build that website because you gotta build up your endurance?

Well fret no more. Here is the answer!

Okay, I have to admit it: The Weather Troll blows away the Weather Pixie

At least for today.

While NatGo's Weather Troll frolics in the rain soaked grass (at a nice comfy 65F or so -- I was just running, 65F feels comfy to me), the Weather Pixie of Salt Lake International Airport at this very moment is standing out in a lightning and rain storm. With an Apple iBook. Holding a presumably metal umbrella.

So score a win for the Weather Troll today.

I'm still not sure what I'm going to think about the naked Weather Troll when the temp is 20F. His hair is not the only thing that's going to be blue.

Space Shuttle

I just thought this was a cool picture: The space shuttle Atlantis as it prepares to land.

I won! I won!

Hey all you poor suckas out there. I am a rich man, er, bunny.

I just got an email that told me I am the holder of a lottery number that is worth $500,000. It came from Japan, or China, not sure which, but who cares?! I am rich.

All I have to do is fill out the form and send it back.

And do you know what's really amazing? It wasn't even addressed to me. It had the first 5 letters of my email, but the rest of it was different. Then I noticed the "cc:" field. There were 19 other emails, all starting with the same 5 letters, and mine was one of them. That means each of us won $500,000 apiece, using the same lottery number! Who'da thunk it? And what a coincidence that all of us, with the same first 5 letters, would win a cool half mil. Incredible.

And you know what? Once I get that $2.5M from that nice Nigerian prince that I gave my checking account number to, you guys won't be seeing me anymore. Heck, no. I'll be investing in some bridge I heard about in New York. Imagine the money I can rake in by charging toll. Oh, yeah.

You poor suckas.

Avast, ye scurvy dogs!

It's International Talk Like a Pirate Day! Arrr...

You've Got Mail!

Or rather, you can get your own personalized email address!

This is thanks to AOL. They call it My eAddress. They will register a domain of your choosing so you can have your own personalized email address.

I, a rabbit, went ahead and became a guinea pig so you could decide if you want to do this yourself.

Now, we're not talking about an email address like whiterabbit801 (a) gmail.com, or (a) aol.com. We're talking about your very own domain, like whiterabbit801.com! AOL actually goes out and registers the domain for you. As you may have guessed, I selected the domain whiterabbit801.com. The first address I created for myself is tardy (a) whiterabbit801.com. Go ahead and write me! I'll reply!

It's actually pretty cool. But before you go off to do this, allow me to post a few caveats here. If you're still interested (and eligible) continue on to my instructions below.

Okay, the caveats.

• The domain becomes the property of AOL.com. They own it. That means if you come up with a really cool name, then later decide you want that name for your own website, well tough luck! AOL does say they will eventually have a way for you to transfer that name to yourself. Just not right now. OTOH, if you're willing to wait, and want a way to park a .com or .net domain name for FREE...
• You must have a cell phone capable of SMS. When you sign up, they ask for an SMS capable cell phone number. They send an activation code to that number. Now, if I were the paranoid type, I might think they were collecting cell phone numbers to sell off to advertisers and/or spammers. I guess only time will tell.
• You must have an alternative email address. This one is a little less clear. I typed in a legit address and they sent me a welcome email there. Perhaps they would not send the phone the activation code if the email bounced, but I just don't know. Also, could this be another way to harvest email addresses?
• Advertising all over the place. Of course, nothing in life is really free. This 'rule' certainly applies to free email. There are ads on the main AOL page, the main mail page, and ads embedded in the email you send (at least in the one email I sent).

So there are the things you might want to consider before signing up. Want my opinion? Skip down to the bottom of this post (the Conclusion) and I'll let you know...

Still with me? Okay, then. Here is how to sign up for your own personalized email address...

1. Go to AOL.com.
2. Now go to the bottom of the page and look for the box labeled 'Free from AOL'.
3. Under 'Right AOL for You', click on 'New AOL - Learn more'.
4. Roll your mouse over 'Personalized Email'.
5. On the right side of the window, click on 'Create My eAddress Now'.
6. Now follow all the directions and soon you'll have your very own personalized email address.

Oh, a couple more things...
Just in case you want to check your email, go to http://mail.aol.com. Your 'screen name' is the full email address you selected.
If you want to add more email addresses, go to https://myeaddress.aol.com. It asks for an email address and to tell you the truth, I don't know if you can reuse the one you signed up with or not. I didn't try it.

Conclusion
Personally, I'm not sure it's worth it. I think what really kills this 'deal' for me is the fact that your emails contain ads. I just hate that!

If I were you, I'd go and register your domain name at someplace like godaddy.com for $7 to $9. These registrars often have free email. Google is also beta testing (there's that word again!) a free mail system using your own domain name.

Question of the day

And just why isn't phonetically spelled with an 'f'?

(I can't take credit for that one. I got it off a comic strip.)

You might be a redneck if...

Ten Rules

As my daughter approaches dating age (way too quickly in my opinion), I thought I'd post a link to the Ten Simple Rules for Dating My Daughter.

This is just to make it easy to find for any potential suitors out there. I also plan to have some laminated cards made and distributed to all high school age males in the greater Utah area...

And here's why beta software is STUPID!

If you're still using the original Blogger software, DON'T TAKE THEM UP ON THE OFFER TO SWITCH TO BLOGGER BETA!

I switched over to Blogger Beta. Bad move.

When I originally did it, I tried to post a comment, and it would tell me that I couldn't use my old login. It asked me to login using my Google account info. Fine and dandy. I did that, but then, even though my comment showed up under comments, it wasn't counted as a comment. See my daughter's post here. Notice that her post says "0 comments." But if you click on comments, you'll see my comment in there. Arrgghhh...

Now it's even worse. I tried to put a comment on my wife's non-beta blog, and IT WON'T LET YOU! It says that you (me, a beta person) cannot post a comment on a non-beta blog. That feature is coming soon.

I guess it's beta software for a reason... (sigh)

But, WHY?!?

Okay, here's one from the "They have a sport for that?!?" department...

I was reading an online insurance industry newsletter this morning. Occasionally, they'll have a quite off-the-wall news bit. This one is about the World Bog Snorkeling Championships.

So why would anyone want to get into a 60-yard long "dirty, smelly wet trench in the middle of a mid Wales peat bog"? Well, okay, there have been weirder things.

I think people have way too much time on their hands. They ought to go out and start a blog or something...

Humbled into running

Weather.com says it's 92F outside right now. Normally, I don't think I'd try to run because it's just hot and I'm into the comfort kind of thing. However, I just picked up my daughter from her cross-country practice where she did a heck of a lot more work than I'm going to do.

So, in honor of her, I'm going to go out and run now. Slowly. After drinking lots of water. Taking sidetrips through any active sprinklers. And following shadows.

Hope there will be more posts. If not, the heat got me. Someone think up a clever epitaph for my wife to use on my headstone.

Thanks.

My thought for the day...

A movie even DaltonGirl will love

This is for you, our tomato-cannin' gal, DaltonGirl! Enjoy.

Store Wars!

"I think I'll blog on my post..."

And so my day has been. The title of this post is what I said to my wife. It's been a hard day...

Anyway, the post that I wanted to blog (did you know blog is a verb? -- if it isn't, it should be) about is the excitement at work today. We had a fire drill!

Somewhere around 3:00pm, alarms started beeping. At first, I thought the power had gone out and it was all the UPSes in the office going off... but NO! It was the FIRE ALARM! AGGGHHH!! FIRE! Okay, maybe not a fire, but the alarm was going off.

So first thing, let's get everybody out of the office. While the announcement went around that, yes, it's probably a false alarm, but let's get everyone out, I went downstairs to see what caused it... and probably lost more of my hearing in the stairwell than at a rock concert.

Finally, I found one of the construction guys looking a little sheepish, so I went over and asked him if he knew what was going on. Turns out he was testing the fire suppression system for a new office, and thought building maintenance had set the alarms system to test mode, but apparently (or is that obviously?) they had not.

So while we waited for building maintenance to reset the alarm, we all mulled around outside. In those few minutes, I found out a few things about people.

1. I know who I'm not going to be with in a real emergency, since she decided she needed to take the elevator down from the third to the first floor.

2. A number of people took their prized possessions down with them. Around the parking lot I saw things like a bike, purses, a camera, a soda. Interesting.

3. Our network admin headed for the server room and got the fire extinguisher out, just in case.

4. My car pool companion decided that he better grab his keys, his wallet, and his wireless phone. Everything he'd need for when we leave work... an hour later. He was just being prepared. He even turned his computer off.

I guess we really should come up with an emergency evacuation procedure, so in the event of a real emergency people don't take the elevator, or stay behind to defend the servers, or rescue their Captain Kirk lifesize cutout (yes, we have one in the office).

My latest plane (boo-hoo!)

Well, here's my latest plane, a Molt Models Tyro. It's taken about seven or eight months total to finish it, mainly because I work on it when I have a few minutes at work during lunch. And even then, my co-worker got tired of waiting for me to finish off the trim, so he took it home and finished off some of the trim pieces and connections.

Here it is on the ground.


Here it is in the air.


And here it is on the ground again. (The boo-hoo part!)


Luckily the only damage was to the wing. It's being repaired now as I type (I hope). I had given my friend the rest of the covering I used for the plane, so he's doing the repairs for me. I'm hoping to be back in the air early next week -- this time without tricky wind!

You know you're in trouble when . . .

You know you're in trouble when you ask your wife how much the kids' back-to-school clothes cost and she tells you how much she saved!

To Boldly Go. . .

watch TV.

I know what I'll be doing on September 8.

Danger, Will Robinson!

If you've bought a Dell laptop anytime in the last couple of years (or a battery), make sure you visit this site. After all, I wouldn't want this to happen to you!

Recent comments

Just made a change to the ol' blog.

I added 'recent comments' on the sidebar. You can find out how to do it yourself right here.

neither rain, nor snow, nor gloom of night, . . .

will keep the post office from hiring ninnies.

We hadn't seen our mail for three days. We always have some kind of mail. Usually junk, but something. So it was just really strange to have an empty mailbox. I thought maybe the carrier misdelivered our mail (not good), but that someone would drop it off to us. Didn't happen. So I decided I would look into it a little more and go on down to the local post office. Following is the basic conversation (I'm quoting, but I'm not positive on the wording...)

"Hi, I haven't seen our mail for three days and was wondering if maybe it's on vacation hold."
"Oh, are you in the business park? They have a new carrier." (This wasn't comforting just in itself.)
"No."
"What's your address."
I give it to him. He also asks for my name, and off he goes.
He eventually comes out with an armful of mail.
"So why was our mail on hold?" I ask him.
"You requested that it be put on vacation hold."
"May I see that, please?"
He whips out a piece of paper.
"This is a request from our last vacation." I say as I point out the dates on the paper -- July 18 to July 21.
He just stares at the paper blankly, then at me.
"So the vacation hold is cancelled now?"
"Yeah."
I pick up my mail and walk out.

So help me out here. How do you get August 8 through presumably August 11 when the paper clearly says July 18 to July 21? (By the way, we were wondering why our mail was being delivered during our vacation in July, which luckily, our neighbors were so kind to pick up for us.)

I can only shake my head in disbelief.

When we have another drought. . .

I just had a brainstorm.

I looked at the weather forecast. Not a cloud to be seen for the next eight days. I looked out the window. Not a cloud to be seen anywhere in the sky.

So, I wash the car. Then what happens? Of course, you know.

I took my wife out to lunch and on the way back, it's getting windy and there are all these dark clouds around. A storm cell is moving through the valley! When just a few hours before it was nothing but blue, it was now gray! Just my luck, I think. Then back at the office I tell one of my wife's co-workers it was clear when I washed my car, and now it's going to rain, and she says the same thing happens to her! A-ha!

Since the same thing happens to everyone (go ahead, just ask anyone what happens when they wash their car. I'll wait.), why not put it to good use?

Next time there is a drought, forget cloud seeding, forget praying for rain. Let's just set up a day when everyone washes their car at the same time! (using water conservative techniques, of course) That will open up the heavens for sure!

I'm so brilliant it's scary.

And even more pain

I like to get my five or six mile run in five days or so a week, but this is just nuts!

Oh, the lingering pain . . .

I had a speaking assignment in sacrament meeting at church today. I had a really hard time preparing this talk because of the subject, so I was kind of apprehensive about presenting it, but felt I was somewhat ready.

It was with some relief that I received a note from the bishopric letting me know that due to the length of the other talks, I was to save my talk for another day! What joy! What a relief! I was quite pleased that I didn't need to give that talk.

Imagine how I felt then when my friend returned from giving his talk and whispered to me that he was glad he got his over with, but that now MY PAIN LINGERS for at least a few more weeks! So much for my joy . . .

On the other hand, a number of people did come up to me after sacrament meeting and told me I did a great job on my talk. Just what's needed: A church full of comedians.

Oh the fun we'll have!

A neighbor of mine was telling me about all the fun you could have with Diet Coke and Mentos. I was kind of going "yeah, right," but my daughter Sugar Plum confirmed that her class did something similar. He told me there was a video about it out there somewhere, and totally by chance, I came across it.

So without further ado, feast your eyes on Diet Coke and Mentos!

Computer programmer humor

I just got out of a staff meeting and I really don't want to start any big projects in the last few minutes of my day, so I'll toss out a couple of quickies.

There are only 10 types of people in the world: those who understand binary, and those who don't.

Q: Why do programmers always get Christmas and Halloween mixed up?
A: Because DEC 25 = OCT 31

(Okay, maybe there are 11 types of people. :))

Just a simple question

I just happened to catch a second of a commercial on TV and now I have a question:

Do fish ever get thirsty?

Yes, we're back . . .

Well, I guess we're done vacating. You won't get much of a vacation report from me. For that, you'll have to check out Alisonwonderland's blog. She's much better at that kind of stuff than I am.

So, what now? Well, the grass sure looks like it could use a trim. Let's see, it's 96F at 10:25am. I'll just wait until evening and do it then. . . (Hey, I could really mean it.)

History in Reverse

You know what really bugged me about blogger?

Well, in case you don't know, I'll tell you.

It's the way the "Archives" are ordered. Did you notice that it starts on top with the oldest month (or week or post) and then lists them down to the most recent? I don't know about you, but I want to see my latest entries first. Okay, okay, I don't have much history at the moment (well, not any history I want to reveal to any of you . . .) but when I do have a history, I want to see my most recent history at the top, not the bottom -- just wait until you're all doing this for 24 or 36 or more months!

Anyway, not being one that likes to stay bugged for long, I decided to come up with a solution. So after thinking long and hard about it, I came up with one using the fount of all knowledge . . . Google.

If you want to change the order of your archives, you can Google (yes, Google is now officially a verb) for the solution as an exercise. Or, you can just click here if you're lazy.

Slow and Steady . . .

I know rabbits aren't exactly known for their patience and long-suffering, but this is one (white) rabbit who's in it for the long haul.

You see, I've gotten into running. Now I use the term running very loosely here. I've never been a runner. Oh, I've been known to ring a door-bell and scram, but that would be about it. Oh, and maybe I wheezed around the parking lot with my cub scouts a few years ago, but nothing more!

It all started in March 2005 when I reached the highest weight I've ever been. No specifics, but it was in the multiple digits. I decided I needed to do something, so off I went on some walks. I started with about a half-hour, building up to about an hour. Now, being the type to get bored easily, I felt that the scenery was not going by nearly quickly enough. (This is why I used to bike, not walk.) So I started to jog a little. Not much, mind you -- a minute here, a few minutes there. Eventually, I got to the point where I was jogging for 10 minutes at a time! Woot! Fast forward a few more months and by the fall I was doing 6 miles in a little under an hour (just under 10 minute miles).

I did pretty well through the winter despite the weather, and I thought I was even doing okay through the spring. And then came . . . school! I decided I needed to take two classes for spring term. That meant 5 hours every Tuesday and Thursday. Studying in between. Work in between that. And a new position at that! Well, something had to give, and it was my grades sleep my running. I basically ran about once a week for those eight weeks of school. Even less during the last few weeks.

Well, I finally finished school near the end of June. Free at last! Free to do what I want! Free to run again! So, off I went! And off I stopped. Wow. I don't remember running being so hard! I would start off fast and just about collapse! I would have to stop. It was hot, and I just wanted to quit. My legs wouldn't move, I couldn't breathe, maybe you know the feeling. But you know what? I didn't quit. I just kept going -- slowly. At first I ran 10 minutes, walked 5. Then it was 15 and 5, then 20 and 5. Today? I ran all five miles -- no walking, no stopping. Okay, so it took 56 minutes (about 11 minutes/mile). I'm not back in the shape I was last fall and winter, but I'm getting back to it.

So pretty boring story about running, eh? Well, it is. Except I thought about it a little, and I realized that this is very similar to spirituality (or at least the spirituality of some of us). You start out doing great, going to church, and doing everything you're supposed to. You even make it through some difficulties, and you think to yourself that you're doing pretty well. And then . . . well, and then life happens. You get busy, you get distracted by other interests, there are more pressing items, and pretty soon spirituality just isn't in the forefront of your life like it should be. Time passes, and then you get spiritually out of shape. You don't feel the Spirit like you should. But hopefully, you realize this before it's too late, get rid of the distractions (often easier said than done), and get back on that road again (pun intended). And you start going to church. You want to sleep in, but you don't give up. You keep going to church. You start reading your scriptures again. You start praying again. Pretty soon, it's a habit. Maybe you don't feel as spiritually fit as you used to, but you know it's there. You know what it could be. But the most important thing is this: Don't give up. Endure to the end. Slow and steady really does win the race.

1 IN the beginning, there was the ether.
2 And the NET was without form and void. And bits were scattered upon the universe.
3 And the creator* said, Let there be computers, and there were computers.
4 And the creator saw the light, and it was good: And the creator divided the computers from the time sharing systems.
5 And the creator called the computer PC** and the time sharing systems by their various names. And never the PC and the time sharing systems did talk.
6 And the creator said, let us go down and organize a network, such that the PC can talk to PC and that the PC can talk to the time sharing systems over the ether and over the net, and it was so. And the creator saw that it was good.
7 And the creator called the protocols ethernet and TCP/IP and declared that they should be de facto standards, and it was so.
8 And the users multiplied and filled the earth, their PC's sharing data with each other.
9 But the users were lonely.
10 And the creator said, Is it good for the user to be lonely? It is not good for the user to be lonely.
11 Therefore, let us go down and make an app for the user to talk to user and share information, knowledge, recipes, and tall-tales with each other.
12 And it was so. And the creator called it . . . the blog.

* Bob Metcalfe, Bill Gates, Al Gore, who have you . . .
** This includes the Mac. I prefer the Mac, but early in history the face of the land was overrun with the IBM compatible PC, and the Mac had to dwell in the cavity of a rock, but not any more.

Huh?

Why do I have a pink box at the bottom? I can't seem to get rid of it. I'll try creating this post to see if it makes any difference.

Hit Counters

Just playing with hit counters. Blah.

Yet Another Silly BLOG

Hi, I just wanted to create this blog because my wife did one and she thinks she did something wrong, but I think she is just making things too tough on herself and thinking way too much and not just letting the computer do the work and maybe I can think of something else so I can make this dumb sentence even longer but I do have to quit at some point and just post the silly thing.