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Monthly Archives: June 2008
Growing up a little
A year ago, at two-and-a-half, The Gibber knew the entire Thomas the Train Engine pantheon. He knew the names of all the engines and cars, probably down to their manufacturer, tonnage, service history, serial numbers and refitting dates. (Myself, I … Continue reading
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Diablo 3: "Stay a while and –URK!–"
Diablo3! Diablo3! Jumping and down: “Wheeeeeeee!” Movies and stuff here…. The graphics and play look awesome. Of course, no release date (this is Blizzard). My wife and I lost a summer to Diablo II and its expansion pack. (I cranked up … Continue reading
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knock knock
We’re driving to the grandparents’ house for dinner: “Daddy, say ‘Knock knock who’s there!’” “Knock knock.” “Who’s there.” (pause) Me: “Okay, you have to say ‘Knock, knock’, right?” “Okay!” (pause) “Can you say it?” “Okay, Daddy: Knock, knock!” “Who’s there?” … Continue reading
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That is not your daddy's OS
I swear to God, the next time I see someone declaring that they’ve written a new operating system in a browser, or (worse) that the browser somehow _is_ the operating system they’re writing applications on, I’m going to find a … Continue reading
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Spam count 20,014
I’ve deleted (one way or another) 20,014 pieces of blog spam in the last year or so. I was going to write another diatribe, but frankly, why even bother? I won’t mention it again until 50K or so.
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Todo
Todo: Play Guitar Hero with wife (who is much better than I am). Get my Shadow Priest to level 70 (an hour an evening, how long can it take?.If it matters: Kabdib, playing Horde on Zangarmarsh, level 45 today…). See … Continue reading
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