Movies and Mountains I think I could happily watch nearly any movie if I could chase it with The Expendables. Plus the Magic Trackpad arrived, and the Mt. Shuksan and Baker pictures are finally posted, route and all.
Posh Delta's Crown Room in the E-Gates at the Atlanta airport makes their other locations look ghetto.
Climbing Shuksan & Baker We bailed halfway up Fisher Chimneys rather than descend in the dark, then turned to Baker for a full fifteen-hour summit day fueled by two candy bars and a liter of water. The haze, it turned out, was Canada being on fire.
Facebook Madness My location updates now cross-post to Facebook, thanks to whereiscurtis. Which gives me a fine excuse to lament exactly how much Facebook's developer documentation sucks: clean, clear, and useless if you don't already know the answer.
Personal Space It's 2:30am, the five-lane lap pool is otherwise vacant, and you just had to choose the lane next to mine. You're probably the same guy who picks the urinal beside the only other person in the bathroom.
NAS My 8TB Western Digital NAS arrived and got the name Fatty. But it writes at only ~15MB/sec, which has me wondering whether drive capacity is now growing faster than transfer speed, meaning I could never actually fill the thing.
Precedence Madness Why does == have higher precedence than &? It took me forever to figure out why my masked comparison wasn't producing the expected result, until I forced the parentheses myself.
Stairway to Nowhere I used to lug serious weight up dozens of flights of stairs for fitness, or torture, or something. The gym's stair-stepper promised that same enduring burn. It delivers nothing. You barely push yourself up at all. It's pointless.
Shoulder to Shoulder My former employer may finally have to pay the price. The first thing I noticed in the article's photo of the CEO in their new offices: there's no space. The developers are sitting shoulder to shoulder. Maybe that's just me.
Yosemite Valley Free Climbs I first saw this book of Yosemite Valley free climbs while loitering in a ranger station after Liberty Ridge. It brings to mind being a few thousand feet off the deck with arms fatiguing, and no place to sit down and rest. Crazy.