PCLoadLetter

In business school, there's a lot of reading. I don't mean law school amounts, but its pretty substantial. As much as I love the peecee, I'm not one for reading 30 page pdfs on a laptop screen. So I print. This, as you may imagine, turns into a lot of printing and in turn, time, paper, and ink. So much so, that when I recently found a really good deal on a laser printer, I told myself it was worth it. And it definitely has been - I haven't bought ink in months.

So why am I writing a post about this? It's because of the nightly techno club that I host in my living room. You see, the mighty printer that it is, it seems to tax the circuit pretty heavily. So, in addition to the charming sounds of the printer gurgling up my professors' manuscripts, my lamps like to play backup by flickering to its beat. Since I can't do anything about it, I like to add to this joyous experience by punctuating the symphony with my beloved Tivo noises. My neighbors must think I have some sort of tribal ritual every night involving unmentionable sacrifices.

It finally occurred to me tonight that I could try plugging the lamp into a different socket. But that would just ruin all the fun, wouldn't it?

sticky

Did you know that the Post-It is only 26 years old? How did people remember to do anything before then?

reclamation

I hereby state that I am back in the blog world. I was a fool to ever leave; I recognize the error of my ways. I feel it's time to start sharing my thoughts again. You've been warned. :)

Speaking of errors, I found out recently that I've been mispronouncing the word 'mischievous'. My whole life, I spent 4 syllables on it when I only needed 3. So much time... wasted.

Speaking of wasting time, have you been visiting my flickr site? I've uploaded so many more pictures since the last post.

Exhibit A


Speaking of pictures, I've FINALLY entered the world of printing digital photography. My first order should arrive on Monday, I'm so excited! Although I've noticed... Shutterfly ALWAYS has a promotion going on. What's with that? Not that I'm complaining.

Speaking of complaining, I'm doing a lot less of it these days, because I'm singing again. And that is a wonderful thing.

Speaking of wonderful things, this post wasn't one of them, was it. Oh well.

minutiae

Today is Cinco de Mayo. But even more importantly, it is currently 5:05pm on 05/05/05. Even better would have been if I had posted this at 0505 hrs, but I'm not one to waste precious sleeping time. Oh how easily I am amused.

genius

I've come up with a brilliant invention. I know, I know, I should be modest, but I can't help it, this is, as the Brits would say, brilliant.

So, you know how when you're driving in the rain you have to have your windshield wipers on, but it's not raining hard enough to even warrant the lowest setting? So you can either leave them on low and deal with the squeak the blades will make because there's not enough water on the glass, or you can wait till you get annoyed enough by the fact that you can't see to temporarily turn on the wipers and then lather rinse repeat.

Or how about this: You're listening to a great song, blasting it through your cheap speakers, singing at the top of your lungs, and then the wipers hit the edge of the windshield. COMPLETELY off tempo. And it's so distracting that you speed up, just so that you can justify switching to a faster wiper setting. Only to find out, this one's off too!

Have no fear, my latest invention to the rescue! How many of you took piano lessons as a wee little one? Come on, I know you did, raise your hand, don't be shy. Well, if so, you may recall a little device known as a metronome. It has the ability to keep time at a wide spectrum of tempos, by virtue of a sliding weight on a pendulum. You can choose tempos all the way from ~50, Largo, to ~200, Presto.

Here's where my idea comes into play. What if instead of the regular knob for high, medium and low, there was a metronome style knob? You could choose exactly what tempo you wanted, whether it was to match the beat of your current song, or simply to make life easier by choosing just the right speed to match the amount of precipitation in the air. Either way, your call. You're in the driver's seat (pun intended of course). ;)

You may henceforth refer to me as Wile E. Coyote, Suuuper Genius.