Hello. My Name is Curtis.
Hello. My name is Curtis. I've been Windows XP free for thirteen days. After seven months chained to it, eight hours a day, I found my escape in distributed networks, platform independence, and free food.
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Lime Wire, Day 1
My first day at Lime Wire. No point drawing distinctions with my Orwellian former employer; tomes could be written. The happiest moment: "We don't set up developer's computers."
Domestication
The last horse slaughterhouse for human consumption lost its court challenge. Apparently horses are somehow distinct from cows or pigs. I leave you with a Futurama quote about double-horse juiced-in goodness.
I Dream of....
I dreamt of an all-day climb up a crazy-steep mountain, a cabin at the top, and the reason my pack was so heavy: a full-size oven with range. Freud, where are you?
Pistols
I did my first real pistol squat this morning, left leg. My right leg was not inclined to oblige me. It will, soon enough.
Rotting Moose Carcass Mouth Man
On my flight back to New York I sat beside a man with a rotting moose carcass in his mouth. Once home I shaved my head, burnt my clothes, and peeled off two layers of skin. I still feel dirty.
Bench Press
Always use a spotter. I've heard it countless times. I should have listened. It would have been embarrassing if anyone had been around, but no one was, which only makes it dangerous. I'm okay with that tradeoff.
A Baseball First
My first company dinner was at Sparks Steak House, where the Gambino boss was gunned down. Amazing sirloin, and a baseball first: both teams scored eight runs in the second inning. BTW, what's an inning?
A couch, dishes, chess
After five weeks sleeping on the floor (a paperwork snafu delayed my first NY paycheck), I finally bought a couch, dishes, and a chess strategy book. Though keeping the chess book to myself might be more beneficial. See? Not abandoned.
Mmm
Lobster, beef, red wine, and chocolate tort. A fabulous dinner. Definitely going to have to run a couple extra miles.