Remember how I was barking about how the sky is always overcast when the aurora has come this far south? Well, with this I may be able to predict a hole in the cloud cover long enough to catch a glimpse.http://cleardarksky.com/c/WstChstrPAkey.html
Berta went to Johnstown for the weekend, and Abby and I stayed home and hung out.
I managed to finish reading Interface, which was a fairly good read. It's not a pure Neal Stephenson book, but it's pretty good. It's about a governor who has a stroke (2 actually) and whose brain is fitted with a chip that allows the brain to rebuild damaged neuro-pathways. At the same time, he begins a campaign for the presidency, backed by a hidden network of very, very rich people who make every effort that this third-party candidate is the favorite of the people.
There are people who say you really can’t understand love until you’ve had a child. And they’re right… But it’s not because they have experienced the love themselves. It’s because on days like today, when I put Abby in the carseat to go over to her grandmother’s for the night, she looks at me. She just looks at me. And she knows. And she loves me and misses me and knows I’ll be coming back for her, knows I’ll be inside crying because I can’t think of anything but “how could I let her go away?" With eyes so innocent she stops sucking her thumb long enough to say “Bye, Daddy” as she pulls away down the street. And I loathe myself because I now know the kind of love that those fools were talking about, for me, from my little girl, who doesn’t know much else in this world, but knows love for undeserving me.
I am very tired of typing HTML. I don't think I even want to look at HTML any more. After this week, I may swear off HTML for a little while. No more HTML, no more XHTML, no more Less Than Slash. Maybe I'll even take off work for a week. I'm just tired of looking at these stinking computers. I would like to read a book.
In fact... I don't have anything other than this to say right now because I have been doing nothing but coding XHTML since... Well, I don't remember now. So. Whatever.
We would do well to adopt some of these rules around the gaming table.http://www.history.org/Almanack/life/manners/rules2.cfm