1) Apparently I missed drug killings when I was in Acapulco. Now that would have made the trip more exciting.
2) I still think that the song “My Humps” by Black Eyed Peas involves her talking about her being a post-op tranny because the phrase “my lump” (singular) leads me to believe it’s her damn Adam’s Apple.
3) I’ve been playing with gadgets all week at work: The Treo 700w, the Sprint PPC-700 and the HTC Wizard along with the OQO. It’s good to be the king. Now all we need is seamless handoffs from GSM/CDMA to VoIP phones going from a cellular network to a company’s internal network.
4) I spent 4 hours last night tracking down an obscure Windows error involving a plug-and-play hard drive not being recognized and have given up on it. Time to rebuild the workstation since it’s being somewhat flaky anyway, but that’s one of those insomnia projects.
5) I don’t have a clue where the Acapulco postcards are. I sent out a lot of them and they are (I hope) en route, but still, it’s been over 2 weeks.
6) I did my taxes, so now I can look forward to some extra cash.
7) I still am screwing around with pipeing out video output to my TV so I can watch all my DivX encoded AVIs and in a sense, have a ghetto solution for all my video on demand. For some reason my card isn’t playing nicely and recognizing my TV so I can’t display anything.
Now I’m starting to think I’m becoming as boring as Tim…



