Useless Blogging

Say hi to Max. Julie got me Max last weekend when I had to work. She felt sorry for me, and got me a betta (which I’ve wanted, but never strongly enough to push for one).

We hang out. It’s cool.

Yesterday, I was awarded my White Belt in Taekwando. I’m proud to say that I didn’t mess up at all, and that I broke my board on my first try, just like Emma did (so she has nothing to lord over me for years to come).

Phil.
Zig.
Ana.
Mickel.
And last but certainly not least: Ian.

More to come as I get bored and/or reminisce some more.

I’m in a reflective mood. That often involves stalking the internet for past friends and acquaintances.

In this particular instance, I hunted Janaki Nair, a friend and fellow thespian from my high school days. Quite enchanting, and very memorable. Is this her now? I don’t know. But I don’t think she’s an Indian professor who has written REAMS on gender relations in India (and who makes the search for what I thought would be a unique enough name to pin down very difficult).

As seen on Slashdot.

Code Monkey
by Jonathan Coulton

Code Monkey get up, get coffee
Code Monkey go to job
Code Monkey have boring meeting
With boring manager Rob

Rob say Code Monkey very diligent
But his output stink
His code not functional or elegant
What do Code Monkey think?

Code Monkey think maybe manager want to write goddamn login page himself
Code Monkey not say it out loud
Code Monkey not crazy, just proud

Code Monkey like Fritos
Code Monkey like Tab and Mountain Dew
Code Monkey very simple man
Big, warm, fuzzy, secret heart
Code Monkey like you
Code Monkey like you

Code Monkey hang around at front desk
Tell you sweater look nice
Code Monkey offer buy you soda
Bring you cup, bring you ice

You say no thank you for the soda, cuz
Soda make you fat
Anyway you busy with the telephone
No time for chat

Code Monkey have long walk back to cubicle
He sit down pretend to work
Code Monkey not thinking so straight
Code Monkey not feeling so great

Code Monkey like Fritos
Code Monkey like Tab and Mountain Dew
Code Monkey very simple man
Big, warm, fuzzy, secret heart
Code Monkey like you
Code Monkey like you… a lot

Code Monkey have every reason
To get out this place
Code Monkey just keep on working
See a soft pretty face

Much rather wake up eat a coffee cake
Take bath, take nap
This job fulfilling in creative way
Such a load of crap

Code Monkey think some day he have everything, even pretty girl like you
Code Monkey just waiting for now
Code Monkey say someday, somehow…

Code Monkey like Fritos
Code Monkey like Tab and Mountain Dew
Code Monkey very simple man
Big, warm, fuzzy, secret heart
Code Monkey like you
Code Monkey like you

The Song.

So Monday won’t be a golf day either.

Ben’s dad still isn’t doing that grand, but this time around, it’s more due to the fact the my wife has taken up a new schedule at work that has her working on Mondays (whereas before, she was not), coupled with my mother now working a new job (and thus unavailable for childcare).

So once again, no golf. Another attempt will be scheduled, for certain, but I’m starting to get the blues.

I’m working. It blows.

So, while wandering through the food store, I saw the latest offering from Coke. It intrigued me enough that I puchased a four-pack (as that’s the apparent limit for drinks that are in some way “energizing”). I have not yet been intrigued enough that I have sampled one of these wares, but as soon as I do, I’ll let you — the viewers at home — in on my review.

EDIT: Surprisingly, this “fusion beverage” is not horrible. It is to Coke what chocolate mocha is to coffee: a slight twist through a tiny bit of extra flavor.

That said, I won’t be chugging these bad boys anytime soon, but their taste is worthy of other people making a similar attempt, if so intrigued.

From the UK’s Daily Mail.

There’s a headline you don’t see everyday, and I’m proud to repeat it here so that it can make the most of its limited-time run.

Hey Dad…

Thanks for being there for me (even if not always in the fashion I might have preferred). While I often questioned the application of such, I never once questioned how much you loved me, or how much you still do. I try to be the father to my kids that you were to me: role model, provider, and their biggest supporter through everything they do.

Happy Birthday, Dad.