if I cannot bring you content

Headache, moody, cramps, shoulders really sore from carrying all kinds of crap yesterday, and I just took my last Aleve. So rather than whinging, I will present some links, many of which are extremely odd.

Wireless networking goes on tour. (I find this kind of thing adorable.)

rubricity, I have a Simpsons link for you.

Baen is great. I don't actually like all that much of what they publish, and their covers tend strongly to the atrocious, but doing things like releasing a ton of novels on a cd, unencrypted makes me very happy.

This beta Google thingy is incredibly cool and I can't think of enough things to do with it.

A weird thing that I suspect would be even more gigglemaking with sound.

I don't know what to say about boytaur.net. They're... not exactly furries, are they?

Also weird but more in a peculiar than disturbing fashion: the Frog of Enlightenupment.

I will leave you with a quote overheard at the Thai place last night:
"In soup, they always put the crazy meat!"

inglorious mud

I wouldn't mind the construction going on outside work nearly as much if they didn't have this delusion that mud is preferable to dust. They have a tanker truck pootling along spraying water over everything, and I inevitably get stuck behind the damned thing. Dirt happens, but I have never had such muddied legs as I had today. My sandals are so evenly spattered that it looks intentional. When I bounced my bike before carrying it upstairs, thinking to knock some of the gunk off the tires, half a cup of mud splotted like wet cement onto the pavement below the pedals. More fell off when I put it down upstairs. I had to wash mud off the back of my neck, for fuck's sake, and not a little of it.

Someday, this will be over. But not any time soon.