i am master of technology, statistics [and my domain]. however, here i find myselves stuck at a cross-road:
a | light, portable laptop [4 lbs] with slow processor
b | fast, powerful laptop [6 lbs] with 50% more weight
considerations :: i'll be travelling more [so vote a??], but i'm also going to start video-blogging [so vote b???]
what say you? what did you buy for yourself? please share your regrets [technological or otherwise]
user direktive 84debb :: new email username
* maze of personal email a mess
* ready to abandon and consolidate
* new username needed, preferred host[gmail]
names in the running.... plus ones you leave in comments....
readers only know each other intellectually and textually... until now....
if you are considered to be a reader, frequent, of generation[bob], please forward me one MP3s musical file via backchannels. i will post a streaming mix cd for audible enjoyment.
:: reader alert :: a cold and poor turn-out has postponed this project indefinitely. dsplit is plus >5< for enthusiasm, unbridled or otherwise.
what do you think of when you think of flowers??
the left-wing, communist, jewish, homosexual pornographers at nova claim flowers are "all about SEX". in the jurassic period, plants resembled ferns and pines. then the first flowers got it on and the hornily blooming flora beat the rabbits at the own game--comprising more than ninety percent of the world's vegetation today.
authentic eye spectacles from generation bob's past have been unearthed. but the question still remains of which is preferred:
stand-up classes gather minneapolis' ribald class clowns into one mat-covered room. having no historically accurate narrative about my life, i have been dubbed the following:
[a] a living frank zappa
[b] matthew perry with coked-out hair
which is most fitting?
Having never dyed my hair, I think it might be time for a change.
Please indicate not only your color choice, but also how badly I'll botch this project...
Hair Mirrored as Beard
However, it has come to my attention that nothing is sexier than a good watch--a lie I presume was started by the rolex corporation and various father's day gift peddlers.
What say you about jewerly on men? Is it time for me to get a watch? Aren't they redundant thanks to the meticulous time keeping of cell phones?
Since roomie's been gone, I've developed the bad habit of showering with the bathroom door open and leaving the lights off. (Lord only knows how this started. I'm sure there was a logical basis like letting steam out of the bathroom.) Showering in the dark feels completely normal since you close your eyes to keep out the soap, it's a very familiar/mechanized routine and I can't see anything without my glasses anyway.
My developing shower habits bring to mind the infinite question: where have you always wanted to shower? A famous faucet like Graceland? Turning the 555' Washington Monument into your personal bathhouse? In the rain at Minnesota's great get together? No restrictions.
Some potentially bad places: