Monday, September 8, 2003
No update today, sorry. I overslept this morning and got in to work close to noon. I do have an entry pretty much ready to go, though, so I should be able to post something interesting tomorrow.
Saturday, September 6, 2003
The weather continues to flaunt its beauty. The sky is clear, the air is fresh and clean, and the temperature is just cool enough to invigorate the lungs. In fact, it’s cool enough that it feels like autumn is roaring into town. It’s certainly not cold yet. But autumn is here, and will be making its presence known soon. It feels like a mild old man this […]
Friday, September 5, 2003
That’s it. I’m out of here. The office, that is. I just walked outside, and it’s the sort of day that was just made for taking off early. Broad, contented clouds hang in a blue sky; the sun shines happily; and the breeze is occasionally strong and cool enough to whisper in your ear, “Autumn is coming. Enjoy what summer you have left.” So, I will. I’m going home now. Especially […]
Thursday, September 4, 2003
My stress from work is finally ebbing, thanks to exercise and sleep. Amazing what those two will do. I haven’t done much of anything creative in the past week, though; no writing or drawing, or even practicing Japanese. Though I did, in a burst of creativity, invent a game. It’s sort of a cross between collectible card games and, well, Starcraft. I wanted to combine resource management with a collectible card game, to create a game […]
Wednesday, September 3, 2003
Bought a bunch of films over the weekend. The clerk commented on the nice, wide variety of titles. “And, of course, the obligatory anime,” he smiled. He knows me well. Let’s tackle the list alphabetically: All-Purpose Cultural Cat Girl Nuku Nuku is great Golden Age anime, and by that I mean early 1990’s. Beautiful character designs, ridiculously detailed and fluid animation, and a story that’s just plain fun. It’s not brilliant […]
Tuesday, September 2, 2003
Stephen writes, in response to my previous post: What kind of friendship is that? Okay. What is friendship? Is friendship only something that occurs between bosom buddies? I find that a lot of people tend to have a black-and-white view of friendship; a person is either someone you spend lots of time with, or an acquaintance at best. No. Friendship has much greater gradation than that. I have some close friends, […]
August 29, 2003
And a quick update, when I thought to check p1k3.com. Brennen writes: There are precious few people I can really communicate with at a distance, and I don’t want to demand some fake response when I know there’s really not much to say. How are you, fine thanks and yourself, well gotta go, take care: It’s just a way to destroy whatever you’ve shared with someone in the process of trying to preserve a connection. […]
Wednesday, August 27, 2003
I find this fascinating: a sixteen-year-old named Barry Minkow constructed a completely fraudulent company, and eventually took it public. When it all came crashing down, a company worth almost a quarter of a billion dollars was found to have assets totalling $62,000. Here’s a well-written overview (and here’s a more complete but less well-written one)…except it’s not the fully story. There’s an article in Monday’s Wall Street Journal about Barry, […]
Tuesday, August 26, 2003
Huh. I opened my e-mail inbox this morning to discover I’d collected one hundred spams in 19 hours. That’s a new record. I’ve asked our server’s admin to set up some sort of spam filter. I don’t even really need an ironclad solution that removes all unwanted e-mail; I just want something that’ll take care of the obvious stuff. Can’t write much today; I overslept this morning, and I have […]
Monday, August 25, 2003
Had a good weekend, though without any major exciting events to write about. It was an achingly beautiful weekend; both days were nearly cloudless, starting out cool then warming up just to remind you it’s summer without ever beating you up like some summer days do. Bees buzzed, butterflies fluttered drunkenly around gardens, and life was good. The flowers weren’t all […]