Category: General

Those interested in joining me at the 2008 NBA All-Star Game at the pristine and restored New Orleans Arena, please contact Kent with your name and credit card information. Also include a written note reminding him that the return of the Hornets, like all other major businesses, is a huge step in helping revive the city’s economy. He hates the Hornets.

Ale to prawo jest złe. Od Washington Post:

After an emotional debate fraught with symbolism, the Senate yesterday voted to make English the “national language” of the United States, declaring that no one has a right to federal communications or services in a language other than English except for those already guaranteed by law.

The measure, approved 63 to 34, directs the government to “preserve and enhance” the role of English, without altering current laws that require some government documents and services be provided in other languages. Opponents, however, said it could negate executive orders, regulations, civil service guidances and other multilingual ordinances not officially sanctioned by acts of Congress.

Preserve and enhance the role of English? I hate this type of jingoism. It’s neither patriotic, nor inherently American, to speak English. There is no need for the United States to have a national language. It’s as if Americans have forgotten that everyone in this country came from immigrants.

Yes it sucks that people come to this country, where English is the most common language, and refuse to learn to speak it. But you know what? That’s their right. It’s a free country. It may not be the best personal choice to not learn English (right now) in the United States, but the language you choose to speak is exactly that, a personal choice.

I’m not even going to bother to point out the obvious irony in trying to pass this law during the administration of our current President. Ok, I am going to bother, but I certainly wouldn’t dare besmirch the President’s good name in the national language, that would be unpatriotic, right?
George Bush nie może mówić Angielski. Za każdym razem on otwiera jego usta, on niszczy tego język. To jest faktem. Wszyscy poznaje to, wszyscy wyśmiewa jego.

Here’s the inside.

These are the CT scans of the inside of my head showing how screwed up my nose is. I will be getting surgery to repair my physical defects, and then I will look like George Clooney.

First, here’s a scan of a slice of my head from pretty close to the outside of my face. You can see the little line going through my head in the bottom right to show you where exactly this slice is in my skull:

The yellow arrow points to where Kent’s septum is. The red line is where George Clooney’s is located.

Continue reading Because everyone loved the pictures of the outside of my head

So I’m walking to work this morning, and it’s a little chilly so I’m wearing my grey hooded sweatshirt that I got for Xmas. For some reason, the sweatshirt reminds me of Mikey’s older brother from the Goonies. That leads me to thinking about how great it would be for a bunch of people to dress up as the Goonies for Halloween. It’s perfect for those folks who hate dressing up, since there’s not much too it. I guess someone would have to wear a cheerleader outfit, which might make them a bit self-conscious.

So it’s May, and I’m thinking about Halloween costumes. I got dibs on Chunk. Dave has to be Sloth.

This is the sort of stuff I think about as I walk to work.

And now that I’ve looked up some pictures from teh movie, it looks like Josh Brolin’s sweatshirt is blue.

Dave crapped out so Kent and I went to play raquetball. Amazingly, Kent didn’t get hurt and the little raquetball doesn’t hurt as much as you think it would when it hits you.

At first, I was a bit wary of this ball flying about and you’re never really sure where it’s going to land… and the court echos every sound so Kent and I spent the first half hour saying, ‘What did you say?”. But in the end, I wasn’t that bad.

We kept score a bit (and I believe that Kent is beginning to adopt Dave’s way of giving my point to himself, but you just have to keep score as well)… and when they LIE TO YOU say, “I can’t hear you, what did you say?” Then they get embarrassed about LYING TO YOU and correct themselves.

All in all, a good first try. Different from tennis but I’m pretty good at hitting the ball with accuracy. I gave about 85% considering the majority of the game I was swinging my head around making sure I didn’t get hit with the raquet or the ball.
See you on the court Dave. I’m bringing a score pad.

Who will be the hero of what has been called the Most Important JazzFest Ever? The Big Easy took the Mardi Gras crown. But if the city’s politicians — and the Saints — don’t get their acts together (see Kimberly Williamson post, and why in the hell are we looking to trade Stallworth and D. Smith?), New Orleans will have a hard time repeating.

Matt was phat at M.G., and is the early favorite. Can Marnie live up to her billing? So sweet on the outside, but, kids, don’t let her fool you, she once filled a cursin’ jar.

Kent … well … he’ll likely get hurt upon arrival. But Leslie, on the other hand, has been full of spunk recently. A strong performance is anticipated for this career underachiever.

And don’t count out Susan. She’ll rock and drink margarita wine coolers with the best of them.

Stay tuned.

Visa window opened on April 1st.

Whilst we were away, I got an email from a company in Denver I interviewed with last year, but at that time the timing wasn’t right (visa cap screwed me!). They’re interested still in me. I replied yesterday with a “hell yeah” email, pointing out exactly what had to happen visa wise (including costs).

I get a phone call tonight a couple of hours ago – it’s the techie development manager who is now in charge of hiring (wasn’t when I interviewed last year, so I didn’t speak to him). A half hour phone interview ensues.

Next step I hopefully get to speak to the head honcho. And then if all goes well perhaps get to actually start the visa process.

I’m trying not to get to far ahead or excited, because I’ve been screwed by the immigration system for the last 3 years, but……

wow.

That’s right. The Glass Bus returns, after more than 4 months of injury free play:

I took a racquet in the face this morning.

Don’t worry, its not very deep. I’m rubbing dirt in it to make sure I get a cool scar.

Here’s some more pictures: Photo Gallery

It’s CSS Naked Day.  (You probably don’t want to read that link, its all web design speak.)

CSS is the part of a website’s design that controls the style or presentation of a site.  Without CSS, a website is just content.

“Good” web design mandates that style be separate from content.  My design here doesn’t quite do that.  The header (the logo and navigation above) use HTML tables to control their layout.  They shouldn’t, but I’m lazy.

I’m working on another webdesign that will get rid of all the tables once and for all.  It will be a long time coming, though.