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WiFi all to myself!
I've finally made the plunge and am paying for my own broadband connection. Got my cable modem and WiFi router and now have my own reliable connection to the vast quantities of information that the internet has to offer. Huge quantities of current events, op-ed pieces, academia, and fine arts to expand my horizons and satiate my curiosities about the world around me.
But first things first, I'm off to play PS2 games online!
Back to Apple (and geek-dom)
As of last night, I've made the switch to Mac OS and Apple by picking up a Powerbook. Part of me feels that I've succumbed to Apple's marketing schemes. However, there's also a part of me that feels like I'm returning to the brand that introduced me to the world of personal computing with the Apple IIe that still sits in my mom's house to this day. Of course, I haven't completely made the switch from the Windows world yet since I'm still composing this post on a Windows-based PC. Once I get used to not having my right-click button, I'll start posting from the Mac.
This seems like an appropriate end to a week-long stint of geekiness. Sadly, I'll have to admit that last week I immersed myself in coverage of this years E3 show through G4 TV's coverage and a host of
web pages, watching for breaking news on upcoming video games the same way people wait for word of trades and free agency pickups for the upcoming football season. I followed this up with the final Star Wars prequel. I think tomorrow I'm going to pick up a new pocket protector and protractor!
Spit bubbles
A friend e-mailed yesterday making mention of her almost 7-months old son's ability to "gurgle and blow bubbles". By bubbles, I'm assuming she meant bubbles of saliva. When I was about nine or ten, I knew a kid who could make similar such bubbles, gently blow them off his tongue, and watch them float softly down to the ground. He tried to teach me but I could never manage to prevent the bubble from bursting right as it was about to take flight. On occassion, I still try (and have yet to succeed) to get a spit bubble to float off my tongue. I'm a 28 year old man who still blows bubbles of saliva.
So, Happy Birthday, Brandon. Take comfort in knowing that some 335 months later, you'll still be doing some of the same things you're doing now. Just try to make sure that pooping in your shorts isn't one of them.
Gone Bananas
Okay, I change my mind. Chimps are not
always funny. On
occasion, chimps go a little - okay, I'll say it - ape sh*t.
Lessons to be learned?
- Chimps are funny on TV. Chimps are not funny when they've escaped their cage in the zoo and decide to bite your fingers off.
- If a chimp has previously bitten off part of your finger, it may not be a good idea to bring the rest of your unbitten fingers to a place where they may once again be targets.
- When chimps have "chomped" your thumb off, it's no longer an appropriate time to try to reason with your primate relative.
- When in a chimp fight, protect the family jewels.
Raindrops
Originally uploaded by crazypete04.For about 1 hour, everyday, it rains here in Kuala Lumpur. And when I say rain, I mean downpour, thunder, lighting, the whole works.
On a somewhat related note, the downpour out of my nose continues. Using WebMD, I've self-diagnosed myself as having anything from the common cold to bronchitis or some other viral infection. Apparently, WebMD is not a substitute for medical school. Once I finish this post, I'm going to have to see how well my American health insurance policy covers housecalls (or hotel calls) in Malaysia.
Dragonfruit
Originally uploaded by crazypete04.
Malaysia's got some crazy looking fruit.
Flying
Originally uploaded by crazypete04.
I have a few friends who dislike flying. I'm not sure if it's the hassle of airports, the discomfort of coach seats, the varying but constant motion of the cabin, the ceaseless drone of the engines, or the frustration of a right-handed person trying to eat his or her meal off a tray the size of a textbook while bumping elbows with the left-hander in the seat to their right doing the same. Needless to say, there's much to not like about flying.
But, at least once a flight, if you're lucky enough to have a window seat, you can glance out and see something amazing.
