Yesterday’s Saints game — well, they don’t play so well in day games. The magic number remains at 2, and the team is on their way to Winnipeg. Winning one of the four games up there puts ’em in the playoffs. Day games on weekdays usually mean a day where nothing else gets done, and yesterday was no exception. About all I accomplished was pissing off the neighbors who think the alley is a valid parking spot when I leaned on the horn for a while until they moved their truck.
Today’s going to be a different kind of busy, but no more productive for work. I’ve got some personal errands that need to be done. Bleh. Don’t want to talk about it.
Tomorrow, I’ll get to try and do a one-day flurry of activity to get caught up on the week again and not have to do too much work over the holiday weekend. I expect it will be a partial success at best, and I’ll be grinding through some work in order to have it ready for clients on Tuesday.
- In Colombia, a New super strain of coca plant stuns anti-drug officials, being over twice as tall, and producing leaves that contain four times as much coke by weight. £60 million will apparently buy enough genetic engineering to do that. [fark!]
- In Tough tikis: Psycho Suzi’s owner Leslie Bock serves a growing niche, the Strib looks at Nordeast’s Tiki bar. It’s an okay place (though I don’t care as much for the inside as the outside), and Scott and Kat seem to like it a bunch. It’s just a little too far away from me for me to be a regular there. [strib]
- Doc’s got a post on The dirt on AM radio coverage in the US. It’s an interesting article for me (I must be one of the ten), since I spent some time in my junior high and high-school years listening to AM radio from around the country. I had an old tube radio that had both tuning and
selectivity
knobs so you could narrow in on signals that were near other stations in the AM band, and beverage antenna strung out my bedroom window to augment the loop in the radio. I ended up hearing stations from something like thirty of the fifty states in those years, and got bumper stickers or post cards from most of the faraway ones. I wish I knew what had ever happened to those, but I suspect they got tossed after I moved away to college. [doc] - John Perry Barlow has an update on his project to dance around the Republicans in NYC: Dancarchy Reigns! Nice work. He’s thinking of making it an ongoing project and calling it Critical Dance. [boing boing]
- In Video Killed The Poker Star, jr gripes about Texas Hold ’em, and matches my thoughts pretty well. Except he thinks that games of Anaconda (which we play as
Pass the Shit
) will upset everyone at the table. I think we need to invite him to poker sometime. [jr]