Update: I shouldn’t post entries without checking them.
Nothing of interest has popped into my mind of late, so things here have been a little quiet. Work is a little more intense than usual, but in a different direction; that will hopefully subside in a couple of weeks, and the mental drain of “I sure hope this is right” and “why doesn’t this work?” nagging at me will hopefully pass. The holidays are coming up, and that’s always exciting stuff. We have a lot to figure out, but Sarah and I are toying with the idea of going to Paris between Christmas and New Year’s. Not sure how well that will work out, but having never been to Europe, I think it could be a blast. Apparently, that time of year nobody is really in Paris, so everybody is excited to have tourists, and the lines for the main attractions should be anemic if present at all.
In any event, this isn’t an update on my life, it’s a collection of absurdities, so without further adieu…
This was at a lousy seafood restaurant in SFO. Because a metal butter knife is surely a deadly weapon in an airplane … and a metal fork far safer …
This building causes cancer.
These cookies cost $4. There are eight of them. There is about 700% more volume in the box than there is volume for the cookies. For eight tiny stupid cookies. This is ridiculous.
Yeah, I mean, what’s that about?