Asymptomatic

There must be intelligent life down here

October's Referrer Log
October 28, 2003

As I might have mentioned before, I have a program running on the server that keeps track of hits on the web site.

It's not just a simple counter, as you might expect.  It actually tells me what page you were on before you reached this one (if any), including what search terms brought you here from a search engine.  You would be surprised the crazy things that people search for.

Someday, there will be a book
October 27, 2003

I've been sick for the past week or so.  I stayed home from work on Wednesday and Thursday to try to get a fast recouperation, but that didn't pan out.  The doctor gave me some pills on Wednesday that amount to a triple-dose of Tylenol Cold, and I fear he didn't quite grasp the extent of my illness.

In any case, I spent most of the weekend in a bleary haze.  Stuffed nose, back pain from coughing so much, strange stomach pains, you name it.  Laying down hurt, standing up made me tired.

TV World: President Gore
October 24, 2003

Anybody remember that 2000 election between Bush and Gore?  It's amusing to think about it now, after we have been through so much as a country.  I wonder how Gore might have dealt with 9/11.  My conspiracy side shows through, though, when I suggest that the whole incident might not have happened if we had a different president in office.

I read a few things today about the election results, specifically in regard to these Diebold voting machines.  This particular article goes on to condemn television networks for their part in announcing alternating results for the election three times before they all of the votes could be counted, and in spite of many failures in equipment.  One thing they suggest in the article is how the TV networks have become America.  I think that's true to a certain extent.

Flight of the Caterpillars
October 21, 2003

While driving to lunch the other day I noticed a lone caterpillar crawling its way across Gallagherville road from the field to our side of the street.  It was a large caterpiller, big enough to see from inside my car at about 25 mph.  It was black and red and very fuzzy.

"Hmm," I thought to myself, "You don't see caterpillars like that every day."