Once again, my blog has gone dormant. As have all of the blogs around me.
I loved Christopher Walken on Saturday Night Live. I always do. Something about his delivery makes for great, quirky comedy—and makes me wonder how he became an actor in the first place.
I had a dream last night that I rolled up my rim, and won a year’s supply of coffee, which equated to something ridiculous like 239,452 coffees. (Yes, it actually said that on the rim. I don’t remember the actual number, but it was huge, and it was precise.) I’m a nerd for two reasons:
- I had a dream about rolling up a Tim Horton’s coffee rim, and winning. (Simpsons paraphrase: “Which is odd because I usually dream about naked… Andrea.”)
- I spent a good portion of the dream trying to figure out how they came out to such a precise number. (And there’s no good answer. It’s just a dream. Assuming that I drink ten coffees a week—which is what I drink, on average—239,452 coffees would last me over four hundred and sixty years. Whatever the real number was, in the dream, would have still lasted me a long, long time.)
Today is the anniversary of the day that Andrea proposed marriage. (In your face, everybody who’s not married to Andrea!) We may or may not celebrate. We don’t really care to celebrate things like that, usually, and yet, for some reason, I feel like celebrating. We’ll see what happens.
This post is feeling more and more disjointed with every word that I type.
I’ve still been playing with Ubuntu. I’ve got it installed on my laptop, and use it almost exclusively when I’m at home, instead of Windows. (And yet I still haven’t installed it on the home computer; just my work laptop.) Saturday I discovered a great tool called recordmydesktop, which allows you to take videos of your desktop session. I had played with this before, to try and do a quick video of what Beryl was like, but it was so complicated that I eventually gave up. So I was amazed at how simple recordmydesktop worked. I’ll probably revisit my idea, and do a quick video of Compiz Fusion in action.
More [probably disjointed] thoughts to come, as I feel like posting them.