You know it's a good workout when...
You know it's a good workout when your shoulders get tired holding the steering wheel on the drive home. The maintenance crew missed the 3am hot-water deadline, so now everywhere I go at work smells of chlorine.
Curtis Jones
Mind Numbing
Recruiter: Would you be interested in a job in Maryland? Me: No. A small monument to the mind-numbing arithmetic of making a thousand such phone calls every day.
Craptastic
The GPS handlebar mount arrived before I noticed the one-inch limit, so zip ties it is. Then a midnight ride got me hopelessly lost in a golf-course community, where I met high schoolers toilet-papering houses with far too many followers and too few leaders.
[Queen] Bicycle! Bicycle! I want to ride my bicycle, ... [/Queen]
I bought a bicycle today, a consolation prize for canceling my May climbing trip for an employer. The bike shop people were phenomenally nice; gun shop owners could take a lesson. Now does anyone make an iPad bike mount?
Hell
First look at this xkcd, then go here. You can thank me later. (Original link is long dead, so there's an archive.org version waiting for you.)
Brain Calcification
The iPad's arrival has me revisiting a pet hypothesis: that brains calcify to new ideas past a certain age. Which brings me, inevitably, to the iHaters. Why does it bother them so much that some people found a thing they like?
Fidelity
Fidelity in relationships matters, so I've committed to not looking at another iPad before mine arrives. Here's to testing the limits of human will power. Maybe I'll just look at a picture of one. That's not cheating, is it?
I love warm
It's finally warm. I nearly sweated through my afternoon walk, and now I can leave the windows open day and night. It makes the whole working-from-home thing more enjoyable, the fresh air and the lack of fluorescent light both.
Commuting
I've done such a good job avoiding rush hour that I only just hit my first metered freeway on-ramp. Drivers clump together like cholesterol in arteries and settle to the speed of the slowest one. If I could drive every car, would we even have a rush hour?
Increased Debt
Ten minutes!