The bright side of a Moon
Sorry y’all. I’ve been stoopid sick the past week. Taken more time off from work than I ever have before.
I’ve also yelled at a cop and ran a 5K in a kilt. And been trying to sell my laptop which has made blogging a bit more difficult.
I’ll be better soon. I hope. And then the reindeer games will continue.
Seeing that Jason Kottke is celebrating 10 years of continuous operation today, it makes me jealous.
I don’t remember how long I’ve owned the domain bamoon.com. I think I bought it sometime in early 2003. The first time the domain got archived by the Internet Archive is 3 May 2003, and the date on the page that’s there says 2 March 2003, but as you can see there’s not much actual content. By the next archive update, there’s content of a sort: my bookmarks page, which looks very similar even today. That’s the private page without formatting. It’s how I’ve kept track of important or daily-use bookmarks for nearly the past 5 years. That page was archived on 12 December 2003.
But my first post with Blogger was made 1 November 2003. I made another post in that month, then didn’t start continuously updating until January 2004.
And digging further, the WHOIS information for the domain bamoon.com shows that the registry entry was created on 7 January 2001! Holy crab, that’s much longer ago than I thought or remembered. I sat on the domain for almost two years before doing anything with it.
So which birthday should I celebrate? I’ve posted about the anniversary of my first post before. But I’ve been using the domain for a bit longer than that, and I’ve owned the domain even longer.
What the hell. I’ll celebrate all of them! I’ll go add all these dates to my calendar to remind myself in the future…
Happy Pi Day! You may also celebrate Pi Minute at 1:59 PM, or Pi Second at the appropriate second which I am too lazy to look up right now.
Also, it’s Albert Einstein’s birthday. Appropriate, yes?
What’s my favorite part of pizza?
Oh, man. Don’t make me choose.
I’m taking a brief break from BADAT to share this wonderful new blog that I think most really smart people will enjoy: Passive Aggressive Notes.
Oh, you don’t get it? Um… sorry.
First, I feel guilty and stressed, just a bit, that I’m late on this post. If I had just taken five minutes to write a bit last night, I tell myself, I could have done it and not been late.
I feel a tickle in the back of my throat and there’s something running back there, and it’s seconds away from making me cough again.
Listening to two co-workers, one a close friend, the other a friendly but irritatingly-racist and short-sighted person, discuss welfare recipients is irritating, too.
Damn, all I feel this morning is negative. That’s not good. Realizing that only makes it worse.
I coughed. Stoopid cough.
I keep thinking about the stunningly beautiful Latina or Italian woman on the bus this morning and how, when she first sat next to me, I was overcome by the reek of cigarette smoke. She didn’t seem so attractive then.
Just got a text from a friend in Texas. She says it’s sunny and bright and birds are singing. So, somewhere, someone is enjoying a nice day. That’s better.
Kevin, analyze, annotate, and deconstruct a favorite song.
Evidence that fewer options are often better.
Simple? No. Simple != easy.
Update: This laptop is no longer for sale. My apologies if a search led you here. – 5 May 2008, bam
For various reasons (sexy new MBPs out from Apple, mmmmmm), I’m selling my MacBook Pro. Here’s the stats:
This sexy thing was purchased new in February 2006 with AppleCare, and is still under warranty until February 2009. I have an extra power brick for it and a laptop case. Currently has Mac OS X 10.4.11 (Tiger) installed but I can install OS X 10.5 Leopard and iLife ’08.
Since it’s an Intel-based Mac, it can dual boot or run Windows in emulation (not included).
Feel free to contact me if you have any questions!
Asking: $1300.00 or best offer.
This video is 100% awesome for a film buff like myself.
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For reference, check out Saul Bass on Wikipedia.
I saw the New York Dolls last night. They were an influential pre-punk band from the ’70s. I moshed. I had fun. The friends I was with had fun.
Tonight I mentioned the show to Stormy. She told me that the band opened for her when she was a Suicide Girl.
Stormy’s a star. What can I say? I wonder if David Johannsen would recognize Stormy? That would complete the circle.