Sometimes I don’t want to get up, because the land of dreams is a place of unbound possibility. The waking world is shadowed by and constrained in reality.
Pass the coffee, anyone?
An orange in an apple orchard
Sometimes I don’t want to get up, because the land of dreams is a place of unbound possibility. The waking world is shadowed by and constrained in reality.
Pass the coffee, anyone?
Over the years, I’ve pretty much decided: if you can make me laugh, make me think, or make me care, I’ll probably watch or read anything. It’s probably easier to entertain me by making me laugh though.
And then there’s somethings that are just there for popcorn.
Things that make me sad: how slow Crunchyroll’s queue loads in the web page.
Things that make me sadder: when my iPad outruns my desktop at loading that.
Passing thought: not sure I should be sad about how much I actually use cmd.exe when I’m using a Windows machine, or just glad that %compspec% isn’t an antique version of command.com.
Probably should just be glad that most of my relationship with windows these days, is driven by D3D video games far more than anything else.
For some reason, parsing Wikipedia’s article on CRT shadow masks, I am reminded that by the time old age kills me, more than a few pieces of technology will have changed. When I was a kid, I thought it was pretty damned cool that colour television was everywhere and most folks had VCRs.
Technology changes faster than people does. Or at least, I’d kinda like to not die that soon. It’s still my theory that my generation will make either a really interesting, or a really sad bunch at the old folks home, if we live long enough.
If I was doing the Bart Simpson writing on a black board thing, I’m pretty sure there would be references to never eating so many beans again without a box fan and a gas mask.
I’m not sure if spiking one’s evening tea with alcohol would be a success, or a failure, but I will admit the thought crossed my mind. Then again my choice of earl grey was based on it being the first teabag I grabbed, so what do I know? :^o.
Of late, most of my time at home has been spent on programming. Today, I think I have a different plan. Called catching up on video games!
Resorting to the trap door clearance maneuver might be admitting default in trying to extricate all of your frozen french toast from the toaster. It is however a lot smarter than putting your fingers inside right after toasting something. Because that would be an oh so very stupid way of making a funny home video.
I find that Kroger’s frozen french toast sticks make a nice, simple, and cheap breakfast option. But it would be kind of nice if they weren’t split into the size of a large biscotti instead of something more like a slice of bread.
Passing thought: when you find yourself trying to decide between turning the heat up or putting on pants, it can be hard to determine if the real problem is you or the winter weather.