Well, it’s been a pretty good weekend. I think everything is in order for that website a client has been wanting for a while. Got a good man on the job. We’ll see how they like the results tomorrow morning, but I’m no longer worrying about getting it done (or rather, worrying about not having it done). I also finished typing up my vacation notes (link below). I still need to pay the bills that accumulated last week, but since I’m in a webby kind of groove, I figured I’d update here as well.
And that’s about it for the weekend. It was pretty darned hot outside. Or so I hear. I spent the whole time inside with my air conditioning. A couple movies were watched. I made a little progress in the history book I’ve been reading since getting back from Austria (not related, it was just next in the queue), and I did a load of dishes and a few other minor domestic tasks. No trip to mom’s. No Saints games. No nothing outside the house. And it was an excellent weekend. I wish I had more like this. Or that this weekend had a few more days in it.
- David Goodman had A letter to Tessa Jowell, MP for West Norwood and Dulwich talking about national IDs in the UK. As Dan said when pointing to it:
When a place gets crowded enough to require ID’s, social collapse is not far away. It is time to go elsewhere. The best thing about space travel is that it made it possible to go elsewhere.– Lazarus Long (Robert A. Heinlein) [flutterby]
- Last wednesday I ate lunch at Long John Silver’s and let me tell you, it was an ordeal. It took until today before I could even write about it. After I sat down at the one table that had a little elbow room, I noticed a noise coming from my right. Turns out it was an older gent, eating with his mouth open, and about every three chews, he’d noisily suck his dentures back into place or something. It was a big smacking sound that seemed to echo around the joint, and his wife, seated across from him didn’t seem to notice anything at all amiss.
That was bad enough, but then a family sat down to my left. I’m not sure exactly where they learned this behavior, but first the dad would take a bite of food, and ask his wife or daughter something. Before answering, the female would take a bite of food, and then talk through their taco (the place shares space with a Taco Bell) while answering and asking the followup question. It was as if they couldn’t talk without something in their mouths to spew around the joint.
Sweet mother of see-food! Has Emily Post revised the rules, and I wasn’t informed? In any case, I scarfed down my fried seafood and fried potatoes as quickly as I could, and got the heck out of there. LJS is never what I would call stomach-settling food, but this was the closest I’ve ever come to losing my lunch (literally) when I wasn’t already ill. Ugh.
- Says here Photography makes you happier. Or rather, looking through your old photographs. Wednesday night I breezed through my photos from Melk with another of the guys who was over there who was in town visiting his parents and stopped by for a beer, since they live just three blocks from me. It was a pretty darned good way to spend an evening. [dpweblog]
- The Washington Post looks at Congressman Paul’s Legislative Strategy? He’d Rather Say Not. I like Dr. No, especially when he says things like he’s afraid of being bombed by the federal government in another Waco. But mostly because he’s very consistent in his beliefs. [endwar]
- Did you know that the term Thagomizer, which originated in a Far Side cartoon, has been officially adopted as an anatomical term by paleontologists, including the Smithsonian? I didn’t. [accordionguy]
- I finally finished my writeup of Dave’s Austrian Vacation 2006. Check it out if you’re interested in what I did for that week in June when I wasn’t around.