Oldies: Sunday, August 22 - Saturday, August 28, 2004...
Saturday, 28 August 2004: Today was a definite first for both Katie and me... particularly, the first Saturday class that either of us have ever had in our lives. I will admit that there are times when you don't get to sleep in on Saturday for whatever reason, but when that reason becomes attendance in class, it gets a bit depressing. She's mixing chemicals in a chem lab and I'm learning about management.
Well, there is one good thing to come of it all, the instructor seems pretty cool. He's the former president of a management consulting firm and, when you listen to his voice, you can't help but think Mel Brooks cranked up 20 decibels. He knows his stuff which is a definite plus because I don't think I could put up with some hack of an instructor pretending he knows what he's talking about that early in the morning on a weekend.
Wednesday, 25 August 2004: This was pretty damned funny. It's a comic strip written as though Han Solo (from the original Star Wars movies... duh) were being brought to trial for the murder of Greedo. However, the twist comes in that the special edition versions of the films (released in 1997) play into the verdict. It's pretty clever and exceptionally funny if you know what's going on. Pay attention to the smaller nuances. This artist really gets in some good semi-hidden jabs.
"Now witness the judiciary power of this fully-armed and operational court system."
Tuesday, 24 August 2004: I feel bad for Katie. She starts class tonight and is not looking forward to it at all. I can't say that I blame her. I'm not ready for this next semester either. I start on Saturday (she also has a lab class on Saturday) and then I have another class next Monday night. This summer was way too short.
Monday, 23 August 2004: Have you all been following the whole Paul Hamm controversy? I dunno how you could have missed out on it all. First, Hamm wins the gold medal in men's all-around gymnastics in Athens. Then people get all fired up because of a scoring error on one of the Korean athletes that should have gotten him the gold. Now, remniscient of the 2002 Winter Olympics, three of the judges are suspended.
People are saying that a second gold medal should be awarded to the Korean athlete much like the figure skating controversy in 2002. Hamm and several others are saying no. Because there is another twist in this pretzel-esque story. Specifically, if the judges go back and re-evaluate the performance, they will have to take note of the fact that the Korean athlete made several other errors that weren't noticed by the judges in the first go around. Those flaws would drop his score enough to either offset the points gained by rejudging the error or it could actually drop him to fourth place overall.
Nice little conundrum, eh?
Sunday, 22 August 2004: In the utterly creepy words of Aphex Twin, "Come to Daddy."
Yes, it is finally mine. My very own iPod. It only took two years of pining and scheming, but it is mine. Now I can finally listen to the dozens of gigabytes of music that I have been ripping to my computer somewhere other than my office.
I got a 15 GB iPod and it's a second generation (in other words, the four buttons are still above the scroll wheel instead of having the click wheel that the new third generation models have). For those of you quickly doing some basic math calculations in your head, no, it does not have a large enough HD to fit all the songs in my iTunes library (roughly 25 GB). But, if you can't be happy with 3,700 songs in the palm of your hand at any one given moment, then there is something severely wrong with you. Plus, you gotta love the fact that Katie and I managed to nab it for a mere $50. How, you might ask? And I would respond, "ancient Chinese secret." Shame I'm neither ancient nor Chinese. No, it is not used. It is brand new. Purchased legally at a local retail chain whose name rhymes with Shmarget.
So, everyone please welcome Dopi to the clan (that's "iPod" backwards).
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