Last night I tried to head out with some friends for drinks and fun. The evening was going okay, but the live music at Keegan’s eventually chased us out. What fun is it trying to talk to friends when you can’t hear anything?
We headed to Tuggs where the live music had just wrapped up, but the waitresses were busy clearing away tables, and didn’t want to leave any tables for a party of seven who’d just spent $200 plus tip and were looking to do the same at another bar.
We eventually settled on Pracna. Expensive drinks, but it was at least quiet enough to talk. Unfortunately, my mood had already gone south, so I didn’t do much talking. Maybe I’m just being a cranky old man, but I think we need to find someplace that doesn’t suck for these kinds of outings, and the places we tried last night did.
- Monday will be the launch of SpaceShipOne. It would be interesting to make it out to the Mojave for it, but I’ll get by with watching it on the TV. I just hope CNN doesn’t cut away too often. There’s more on SpaceShipOne in Regular Folks to Kiss the Sky from Wired. [wired]
- A bunch of folks on the ’net are Turning the Tables on E-Mail Swindlers and documenting their exploits at Scamorama. [nyt]
- According to the British Medical Journal, Bush plans to screen whole US population for mental illness as part of his New Freedom Initiative, specifically the New Freedom Commission on Mental Health. Well, I don’t think much of the idea. Part of the freedom that I expect in the U.S. is the freedom to be a nut. The screening, if any, is a small part of a much bigger plan. But hey, we need the government to protect us from ourselves, right? [boing boing]
- Speaking of mental-health issues, Dogtown Journal has a wrap-up on the The Plain Layne Fascination Machine. Basically Mitch says that Layne was written by a man, but Mitch won’t identify him. David Grenier wraps things up from his point of view in Plain Layne, Acanit, and Me, saying that he’s not going to stop trusting people he meets online because of what happened with Layne. Me, I just don’t know. It’s been One More Thing in One Of Those Weeks.