Archive for December, 2006

Is Christmas driving you crazy?

Thursday, December 21st, 2006

Hilarious email from Christina: ======================== CHRISTMAS CAROLS FOR THE DISTURBED * 1. Schizophrenia --- Do You Hear What I Hear? * 2. Multiple Personality Disorder --- We Three Kings Disoriented Are * 3. Dementia --- I Think I'll be Home for Christmas * 4. Narcissistic --- Hark the Herald Angels Sing About Me * 5. Manic - ...

Don’t be so literal on Christmas

Monday, December 18th, 2006

Today we received a holiday ham sent to us through Heavenly Ham by family members in Texas. The delivery guy handed me a small card with our family members' greeting hand-written on it by somebody at HeavenlyHam.com. When I saw the following, I immediately recognized that the card ...

The Demon’s Paintbrush

Friday, December 15th, 2006

Sweet Lord, my Genetic Algorithms course has ended. The giant pile of work is now behind me. I have to say that despite the large amount of work, the course has been one of the most rewarding in recent memory. There are a lot of exciting ideas ...

Mery Chrismas

Sunday, December 10th, 2006

"Wreats" for sale. This is at the same house that has the yard full of roaming chickens, junked cars, and the annual appearance of what we like to call the "Septic Snowmen".

Payment function

Sunday, December 10th, 2006

Verizon's complex billing schemes for phone services are hard for us to understand. Why not return the favor? (via the wonderfully geeky xkcd web comic)

Some subjects go well together

Friday, December 8th, 2006

I like the fact that Amazon.com, in their product recommendations, offered me books on these two subjects right next to each other: Yes, computers and anger are a natural fit. Amazon.com knows this. The technology wins every time, and we are left to fume at its dominance over us, ...

Blips and Bleeps

Friday, December 1st, 2006

When I was a kid, I spent a fair amount of time recording songs off the radio. That was back in the cassette tape days, when the only music piracy you could enjoy was whatever you could rip off the airwaves onto your hissy little boom boxes. The ...