At this rate, after another couple of months I could probably put together a book called “Poetry I Wrote While Waiting for the Bus.” Well, maybe I’d try to think up a better title than that. An interesting thing that I’ve noticed is that the length of my poetry is entirely dependent on the size [...]
call her green, for the children who’ve made her
Archive for January, 2007
He said, “You can keep your super power, it just short circuits my country.”
This is shaping up to be a very eventful spring. The thing is, they’re all East Coast events. Why does this always seem to happen? Just when I get bored with a place and decide to move, suddenly there’s a million reasons to be there. Actually, that’s probably not true at all. I bet if [...]
Gmail has ruined me for conventional email. I’m already getting nasty notes from the systems administrator at work telling me to clean out my inbox. But, quoth I, I’ve only got four hundred or so messages there, that’s hardly anything at all!
One of these days I’m going to get there.
I don’t understand why people complain so much about Mondays (or conversely, express so much relief over Fridays.) I mean, they’re both just days. I suppose it’s because they are used to define the ‘work week,’ but that’s another concept that I take issue with. The time I spend at work is not separate from [...]
When the only difference between ‘morning coffee’ and ‘dessert’ is that one has whipped cream and the other doesn’t, it is vitally important to maintain that distinction.
British Broadcasting Corporation, you have let me down.
If T-Rex shows up on Monday wearing a bunny suit, I don’t know what I’m going to do, but exploding heads will probably be involved.
I find articles about statistical analysis a lot funnier now that I spend my days working with data. (I wish I spent my days working with Data. That would be so cool.)