See, after my mocking the other day, the PDA people sent me an email (well, not really, but play along at home.) Anyway, end result is that I’m thinking that a low-end PDA to be used as an e-book reader would be really cool. That whole Project Gutenberg is quite cool and all, but carrying a computer around to read the books doesn’t make a lot of sense. Not very cozy for riding the bus, and way too awkward to read in bed.

I’m currently looking at the Casio Pocket Viewer, which seems to be pretty cool. I don’t know how it looks in person though, so I’m reserving judgement. Will I use it as a PDA? No. What do I need that for. It’ll be used almost exclusively for reading ebooks, assuming that I get one.

My guess is that if we get one, Erin and I will fight over it, and we’ll have to get a second one, so we can each have one.

This weekend was a super busy one. Friday after work I helped Al and Becca move into their new place. It looks quite nice, and I’m sure we’ll be visiting there often, once they have roads that you can drive on to get there. Right now the “street” in front of their place consists of a huge pit that is full of water. If it wasn’t full of water, I’d have sworn that Al had a sarlaac installed out front.

Then, Saturday and Sunday, Erin and I did prep work in the livingroom, and painted. I’m going to put another coat on tonight, but it’s looking quite sharp. I think we overbought the paint, but better than than under.

Ultimate playoffs start on Tuesday. I don’t know what that means for our team - I don’t know if it’s single elimination, or what. If so, that means that Tuesday is likely our last game ;)

Simpson’s quote of the day: “Poor Krusty. He’s like a black velvet painting come to life.” - Lisa

You know you want one. I found a site that sells Private Islands. Slightly more expensive that a hat of meat, but oh so much more versatile.

MacKenzie’s quote of the day: “You killed him! He’s dead! I’m a witness! Police, police, my brother’s a murderer!” - Doug

It’s been overcast here for a long long time. I went out at lunch to pick up a sub, and got rained on. I hope it turns sunny again before winter ;)

And speaking of summer, which we weren’t - when the upcoming Athens Summer Games are on TV, I hope you’re all playing along with the “Brian Williams drinking game” I’m sure there are lots of other rules/variations that can be played, but I think they’ve really hit the nail on the head. And coming up in about 24 hours time, I’ll have another post for you. You know I was talking to Wayne Gretzky the other day, and Wayne told me how it’s us versus the world….

Simpson’s quote of the day: “Marge! The doll is trying to kill me, and the toaster’s been laughin’ at me!” - Homer

Like everyone else, I’ve got a lot of passwords. I try not to store them on my PDA though, since the viewing angle on it is too big. Instead, I let my computer remember the ones that I deem unimportant - the virtual equivalent of those tiny locks on luggage - I know that’s childs play for someone to break if they want to, but it’s secure enough to keep honest people honest. Quite frankly, most of my passwords are for things that don’t really need one, like web forums that I don’t post to very often.

At this point, you’re probably wondering why I’m telling you this. The reason is that I got my new computer today, and am faced with making it remember all the passwords that the old one did. It turns out that it’s not that many, and most of them I remember anyway, but when the login page showed up for me to post here, I was a little worried that I’d forgotten that password - I’ve only typed it once or twice you see. As you can see, I did manage to remember that one (as well as my password to log into the proxy server to browse the web ;)

It’s a spanky new machine - P4 1.8 Ghz yadda yadda yadda - Windows 2000, which is nice after being in NT4 for a million years (Well, two and a half anyway) The machine is nearly silent, which is spooky at first, but easy to get used to. I finally let them take away my old monitor, and I’m regretting it, since the pixels on this one are shaped funny or something. I’m sure I’ll get used to that too. I didn’t let them take my keyboard though. They’ll have to either get better keyboards, or pry this one out of my cold programming hands.

End result is that I’ve gotta spend some time setting things up the way I like them - I didn’t do that much customization really, it’s just a matter of installing some software that’s missing from our default install. Still can’t get over the quietness of this tiny little machine (It’s a Dell Optiplex GX240 according to the case badge - take that for what it’s worth)

Simpson’s quote of the day: “Hey, did you know they have the internet for computers now?” - Homer

This weekend, Erin and I are going to paint the livingroom. Well, to be brutally honest, I expect that after the prep work is done, Erin will vacate, and I’ll be painting alone. I’m ok with it though. Hopefully it will all go smoothly.

I don’t know why exactly, but I haven’t felt much like posting on this page of late. That’s not entirely true either I suppose, since I have felt like posting, just not anytime that I’ve been near a computer. I’ve got some good links building up, and I might just post them one of these days :)

This past weekend, Erin and I went out to Pike Lake on Saturday and spent the day basically sitting around with people from my Ultimate team. We played some cups and enjoyed some sun (at least until the rain moved in.) It was a good time to be sure.

Simpson’s quote of the day: “If something goes wrong…blame the guy who can’t speak English.” - Homer

I went to Chianti’s for lunch today, so no time to post

Simpson’s quote of the day: “Look behind you Radioactive Man!” - Bart

I was born in a small town, and we moved to the “big” city when I was nine years old. Consequently, I have seen my share of grasshoppers, I remember there being a lot of them around, but not nearly as many as I’ve seen in the past day or so in Saskatoon. It’s crazy.

Apparently grasshoppers can’t drink water, so they have to eat plants to get their moisture. This makes it quite odd to see bucketloads of them in downtown Saskatoon, hopping all over the place. There just aren’t that many plants to go around here. They actually had the sidewalk sweeping machines out this morning to clear all the grasshoppers (mostly dead ones) off of the sidewalk. Normally those machines are only seen after it snows.

All that being said, they don’t bother me in the least. I find them humorous. It’s not like they’re going to bite me, and give me Mad Grasshoppers Disease or anything like that. Yeah, they’re bugs, but so what. That’s why I found it amusing to watch all the women wearing skirts downtown yesterday. You can bet that they’re not wearing skirts today. I can understand not liking a grasshopper jumping up your skirt, but it’s just amusing to me to watch the fear in some people’s eyes when they walk by a grasshopper. You’re 1000 times it’s size fer crying out loud. When they start putting on crush proof body armour and building weapons of mass destruction, you can fear them. Jumping around into walls, people, traffic - these aren’t actions to be fearful of.

Ah well, there don’t seem to be as many downtown today as there were yesterday.

What would be nice is if they could get the air conditioning fixed here - it’s been down since sometime yesterday morning, and apparently won’t be fixed until after 3:00. It’s getting a little hot in here, so I have to try not to move too much. My fingers aren’t even cold, which they usually are after a half day’s typing.

Simpson’s quote of the day: “Hey Flanders, who put that bug up your butt?” - Homer