Congratulations, Senator-Elect Franken.

I guess they did some digging and found that the Iran election was valid, and had no tangible irregularities.

That sure puts my mind at ease.

Reading the 4th Ed Eberron Player's Handbook is like coming back home... This is what's been missing from D&D all this time, why everything seems so... lackluster.

Freakin' Forgotten Realms.

- Apparently they still have a LOT of grass pollen there. I am, in fact, still very allergic, in a way I just don't experience on this coast.
- Corollary: it took me a long time of not living in the Midwest to stop associating going outside with feeling miserable, and I should enjoy the outdoors out on this coast when I get the chance.
- I much prefer sleeping in a too-cold room to a too-hot room.
- Arby's can be like Godfather's, to the right people.
- There's something awesomely tactile about the 3G iPhones that the original iPhones somehow lacked. I don't know what it is. In any case, the 3Gs makes me happy.
- I apparently need to see some fish sticks episode of South Park? So says my Dad, anyway.
- It's actually possible to practice moderation at Rochesterfest, once you're old enough. I kinda wish I had gone for a bratwurst though. I'll have to engineer a chance to grill some for myself.

The outdoor lessons might necessitate figuring out how much cash it'll cost to show up at the very last minute to Baitcon... Hmm.

Nice, it's Weird Al's new video, hot off the presses :)

It's been two years since I started here at the Google, and it's still a blast. I've had some bumpy times, and some awesome time, and I'm really looking forward to year 3.

Yay!

On the third day of working from home, I decided I had enough of it... So I finally got out of the house, to come work at Diesel cafe. Stop on by and say hi. (And watch my stuff so I can go order some lunch ;)

For the first time in 3 weeks I am not missing some significant piece of stuff that is part of my life. The gym bag resurfaced.

It's nice not having that nagging feeling at the back of the brain. It might just be time to reorganize my room or something.

grey satchel... lost, then found in my room, on top of the suitcase, under the laundry baskets.
glasses... lost, then found in the pocket of a bag I haven't had any need of for the last two weeks.

gym bag... lost, still outstanding. It's a lime green L. L. Bean-branded diaper bag, repurposed. The bag is enh, but the contents (my nice gym shorts and a combo lock whose code I've memorized) would be nice to retrieve.

I'm sure I'll find it somewhere obvious, eventually.

What is wrong with my brain lately?

A president creates a new position in the executive branch, to make someone be in overall charge of the Federal Government's interaction with something, and he DOESN'T USE THE WORD "CZAR."

We're going to have a Cybersecurity Coordinator, and it going to be AWESOME, because he or she will not be a czar!

Someone should start a campaign to make atheist marriages illegal in California. If that passes, then the US finally has the ammo it needs to come in and say "Hey, that constitution of yours, it's insufficient for the purposes of being a state. Fix it." (Who could say that? The DOJ? The Supreme Court?)

I'm going to make an order from GamesSurplus.com soon, since they have the next RFTG expansion available. Who wants in, to get cheap prices for games and to save money by splitting shipping?

My personal trainer has his own blog now, and it's full of realistic exercise information that should appeal to the engineers who normally read my stuff. Take a look.

Realize that today is the 10th anniversary... of the release of The Phantom Menace.

Wait, Joss Whedon's show got renewed?!?

The world has turned upside-down!

That's our point exactly. Wow.

I didn't realize Leo McGarry got his start manning a nuclear missile silo in North Dakota... But there he is, in the first scene of War Games. Oh, hey, and his cohort is Mr. Blonde from Reservoir Dogs.

Also, Ben Sisko's dad got his start as a Starfleet Admiral in Star Trek IV.

Reuse of actors is funny. Well, to me. Today. For some reason.