
Yesterday, the day that Futurama returned, I printed out my boarding pass for this morning’s San Diego trip and discovered that my ticket number is something that could have haunted Bender in his most feverish nightmares.

Yesterday, the day that Futurama returned, I printed out my boarding pass for this morning’s San Diego trip and discovered that my ticket number is something that could have haunted Bender in his most feverish nightmares.
I’m flabbergasted. Today my commute to work, which usually takes 45 minutes or so, took only 27. Every light for the first 14 miles was green. I made it to the traffic circle two blocks from my office in 22 [more...]
A note from the recent Apple shareholder’s meeting: An inquiry about proposal one, re-electing the board of directors, asked if there really was any choice at all in the re-election of the board, since [more...]
Back in the 90s, I used to lust after John Barrowman, who was one of the few reasons to watch the failed prime-time soap “Central Park West.” Woof. Well, in a strange hunk-meets-geek crossover, Barrowman is [more...]
Not the dreaded twos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That was my guess! Non-binary! I guess I AM a geek… 😐