Month: March 2006


I’ve had books on the brain lately. KrisDi’s parents gave me a $25 gift certificate to Borders, and I found some list of the 100 greatest Sci-Fi books ever. Consequently, I put all the books on that list that I don’t own on a list of books I want (plus some other ones I want). And I also have a list of all the books I own. Obviously, I’ve put them both on the internet. It includes a lot of the books KrisDi has, too, since they’re all on the same shelves. I’m eventually going to add lists of CDs and movies, too.

So, right away, with the $25 gift certificate, I bought Childhood’s End by Arthur C. Clarke (incidentally, Fantastic Fiction is a great website for fiction fans). It’s #1 on the list for a damn good reason. It’s an awesome book. It was easy to forget the book was written 50+ years ago, and that’s damn impressive. Clarke’s creative as all hell! I highly recommend it. I just finished it yesterday or the day before.

Right before that, I read The Drawing of the Three, by Stephen King, the second book in the Dark Tower series. I think I’ve decided to stick it out through the series. Mom’ll hate me for it, but I’m generally more interested in stories than in writing styles and ability, and while she hate’s King, I like his stories. Mostly because I reading stories that don’t have happy endings, considering (fictional) problems that don’t have no-one-gets-hurt solutions. Like this one. Not too shabby. I wouldn’t recommend it to everyone, as the above book, but I like it.

I also read the last of the three books Monocular Ben lent me; Warp Speed by Travis S. Taylor. I gotta say I didn’t like it. The story was decent, but the characters weren’t, and the writing was terrible (and if I think so, it’s gotta be pretty damn bad). It was all first person, which is a style I find difficult to get into and therefore don’t like that much (yeah, I know I just said stories are more important than style, but this style was infuriating, it was actually upsetting me as I was reading it). I did like the moderately firm basis in physics (he used theories that actually exist [Alcubierre Drive, Casimir Effect]), but I really don’t need to know the gear the main character’s bike was in when he took a header. Or all the sordid details of the aforementioned header. *sigh* He tried so hard not to make his character a cliche that he made him two cliches. Oh well. I’ll shut up. I don’t recommend it.

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Green Pinkie (updated)

Check it out. So, this spot on my finger started out a highlighter green color around Monday or Tuesday, then it got darker and bigger and started hurting, and the finger swelled a little. So today, Thursday, I decided to stop by the doctor’s office, since it’s right next to the ATM. The nurses seemed pretty worried. In fact, they made me pretty nervous about it. They set me up for the ‘earliest possible appointment’, which is Monday morning, and gave me something to take with me so I can get blood tests done before the doctor’s appointment. They also told me to go to the emergency room if it got any worse in the meantime.

Your assignment: Guess the cause! I haven’t a clue. Exotic, obscure, and fictional ailments are preferable. My money’s on “Mononucleosis Decapitis”, the strain of mono that causes your head to fall off.

I also put up other pictures from my birthday, some of which are pretty amusing. I like the one of our Asian girls pining after KrisDi.


All right, due to popular demand (Wilmbo), I’m updating. Turns out Darkside was most likely right. Just a dumb infection. *sigh* Spoilsport. Thanks.

I went in on Friday because something opened up, and after waiting forever, I saw the doctor. He was intrigued, at least, which made me feel justified for bothering to go in. He asked me a bunch of questions and sliced off the green spot in a couple chunks. After the second slice or so, a bunch of green pus came oozing out. They sent in two samples; one for fungus, one for bacteria. Gave me some fun polysporin thing and some Keflex (Cephalexin? something like that) and a bandaid. I forgot to ask for a lolly. I go back on Thursday or so to find out the results of the cultures. Turns out I should have just poked it, like half the people I showed it to were saying.

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More Photos

Five separate photo updates:

January 28th. Me playing a theramin, and Grandma launching Jell-O at Mom.

February 12th. There’s only one picture here. My friend/co-worker Jon got a magic bean thing for Christmas. He thought he would have enough time to grow it in February, so he started doing so. However, he got stuck on an unexpected trip, so he was faced with a dilemma. He packed up his little beansprout in a little box full of packing peanuts and carried it all the way to Norfolk, where he grew it in the hotel room. As you can see here, in the terminal at LAX, he was pretty excited about it.

March 1st. A whole bunch of pictures KrisDi took while underway.

March 4th. My birthday celebration with Mom and Grandma. No food flinging this time, but some weird faces. And some plant-growing device I built for Mom.

March 10th. My birthday celebration at home. We went to a Dave and Buster’s, where I hit something with a hammer, demonstrated my general incompetence, was perplexed by a simple toy, and made an ass of myself using a paddle with a ball tied to it (boy, you’d be surprised how many BDSM links you’ll find if you do some Google searches for “paddle with a ball tied to it toy“).

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Video Goodness

These are videos KrisDi took while underway. They’re large *.AVI files. Hopefully you won’t have a problem viewing them. Hopefully you know how to download them.

1. Blast wall raising (~16 mb). This thing raises behind planes that are taking off to improve their thrust, I guess.
2. Jet Landing (~40 mb). Just what it sounds like.
3. Another jet landing (~19 mb). Just what it sounds like.
4. A jet landing with burners on (~19 mb). This one looks cool because it’s shooting fire out its ass end.
5. A jet almost taking off (~66 mb). KrisDi didn’t get the whole video because her memory card filled up.
6. Prop plane landing (~28 mb). Just what it sounds like.
7. Prop plane taking off (~58 mb). Just what it sounds like.
8. Prop plane touch-n-go (~15 mb). A ‘touch-n-go’ is when the plane basically lands, but doesn’t come to a stop, and just takes off again. Just like in this video.
9. Pushback (~26 mb). Apparently this plane got caught on the ‘wire’ that it was supposed to catch, and had to be pushed back by the crew so they could extract it.
10. Unrep (~31 mb). Underway Replenishment: A supply ship pulls up alongside another ship, and they run hoses and whatnot across to move fuel and other supplies.

As a note, I posted this around 8:45 PST, but it will probably be around two hours before all the files are available.

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Finally home!

Yeah, so obviously I’m back home. Huzzah. I like being home. It’s nicer than being at work. I was all pumped about seeing KrisDi again (she was scheduled to come back around 2 AM Monday), but now her flights are getting delayed all over, and I don’t know where she is or when she’ll get here. I miss her. I’ve been looking forward to seeing her, and now I have to wait longer.

In other news of the bad, I had yet another stellar travel experience. My little plane neighbor was an old lady who came up to my chest. She snored a lot, which is annoying on its own. But lets take up the level of detail to snaotheus-patented ‘supa-fine’: her breath was physically nauseating. You might not expect me to notice her breath when my olfactory sensors are some significant distance above this putrid aromatic source, but there’s more to this story. She’s one of those ladies with a protrusive lower lip (such that she looks like she’s stubborn or pouty at all times, like this). This, combined with uber-snoriness, created something volcanic or geyser….ish…or something. Basically, when she fell asleep (which was often and quickly), her head drooped to the side, and with her protrusive lower lip, her vile breath shot itself directly at my head every breath. It was strong enough that I could smell it when she wasn’t aiming at me. I intentionally woke her up on at least two occasions, just in the hopes that she would point herself elsewhere. It was horrid.

But at least I made it home on time. KrisDi’s still dealing with delays. I’m just burning CDs and hoping she’ll call me soon to let me know if/when she’ll get here. On on!

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