On New Orleans

Never been. Never really plan to go - not my kind of town. I always say that New Orleans seems like Savannah's slutty older sister.

Even so, it's hard to focus on work when I know that as I type this, it's washing away. I hope it's not as bad as it looks, but it sure looks like a Big One.

High Culture

Los Angeles - Sacha Baron Cohen aka Ali G was dunked in the sea by Pamela Anderson's bodyguards - after rugby-tackling the actress at her dogs' wedding.

The mind reels.

House Good

I'm kinda drunk, so prone to supurlatives (and inclined to wonder if inclination towards superlatives is such a bad thing), but I'm watching House, and it's fantastic. The opening scene in this week's episode involves a schizophrenic mother and her 18 year old son, who clearly takes care of... well... everything. It is possibly the best written scene I've yet seen in the show, which is the best written show since Gilmore went on hiatus and Sorkin left The West Wing. If you're not watching House, and you're one of those weird people who, like me, watches TV once in a while, you're doing yourself a disservice if you're not watching this show.

Back to the Future

• Ten years ago - I was getting ready to move into Mary Markley for my Freshman year at the University of Michigan. I would spend the next year rooming with a Thai pre-med student with dubious English skills. Still had a blast. Made some good friends, almost none of whom I talk to any more (it's the friends from Sophomore year that stuck).
• Five years ago - I was 8 months into my 16 month adventure at Global Food Exchange (dot com), one of those consultant-run get-rich-quick startups that never really got started. My first job, and a good study in how not to run a software company.
• One year ago - Working hard on bug fixing for a product release. We'd just adopted Gandalf the Gray.
• Yesterday - Started as a continuation of the day before, sitting in the studio theater of the Chicago Shakespeare Theater's late-night show of Romeo and Juliet The Musical, or The People Vs. Friar Lawrence, the Man who Killed Romeo and Juliet (go if you can, it's hilarious); after which, we visited and stayed with the Deputy Executive Director of the theater (one of the few remaining Freshman Year friends). After a paltry rest, we had lunch with my brother and his girlfriend in Evanston, and drove the 6 hours home (3 of which is getting out of the Chicago area). Read the new Serenity comic, ate some pizza, played with my new camera, and went to bed.
• Tomorrow - Who can say? I'll either be working on my current project here or flying out of town to discuss its implementation with a customer.

Hat-tip: Muse.