I like Chinese, I like Chinese,
They only come up to your knees,
Yet they're always friendly and they're ready to please...
Windows: noun; 32-bit extensions and a graphical shell for a 16-bit patch to an 8-bit operating system originally coded for a 4-bit processor, written by a two-bit company that can't stand one bit of competition.
Just thought I'd share that... ;) Well, speaking of computing, I'm currently installing OpenBSD (I hope) on Querida, the ancient Quadra 605 I acquired a bit over a year ago. It seems to be proceeding nicely, but slooowly... It's been over seven hours already since the first packages were installed!
Filing my federal income tax return by phone, on the other hand, took under ten and a half minutes this afternoon. I hadn't planned on doing it by phone, but when I sat down to do my taxes today, I realized that what I'd thought was a full-fledged, send-it-in-the-mail form was in fact instructions on TeleFiling. So I shrugged and picked up the phone... At least I should get my refund deposited into my account quickly.
I finished reading "Freedom in Exile," the (14th and current) Dalai Lama's autobiography, at around the same time that China hemmed, hawed, and grudgingly paid a little respect to its former Communist Party leader Zhao Ziyang. I'm sure it was just a coincidence. I had a lot of respect for the Dalai Lama before reading the book, and it's only increased now. As for Zhao, it's sad that his showing some compassion resulted in his removal, both from his post and from normal life. He tried to prevent the massacre at Tiananmen Square in 1989, and it cost him fifteen years of freedom. Screw the Chinese Communist Party, and remember this man. If they'd had more like him, maybe there wouldn't be so many Tibetans in exile. Maybe there wouldn't be more Chinese in Tibet than Tibetans. Maybe Taiwan wouldn't feel the need to buy so much military technology.
All this talking about Asia is making me crave sushi... Heh-heh. Well, Gina and I did get together for some last month, the first time we'd done so in a while. We're planning to have sushi and champagne for Valentine's Day, too, which will be wonderful. The gloves I bought my honey for Christmas were a bit more flash than function, it turns out, so I surprised her on Friday with a new, warmer pair from Victoria's Secret. :D
Speaking of Valentine's Day, Barbara, Stephanie, and I are going to see "Spamalot" on Broadway that night, the first night of previews. I'm looking forward to the show, though I was worried when Barbara told me about the tickets (mine was a Christmas gift) that it might interfere with my seeing my honey that day. We've worked it out, though.
I'm still not watching a whole lot of television, despite having the TV in my bedroom now. I think that's a good thing. I do make a point of catching new episodes of "Everybody Loves Raymond," "The Simpsons," and, now, "Battlestar Galactica," and I occasionally unwind after work with "Simpsons" and "Seinfeld" reruns, and catch the sporadic movie, but other than that, I ignore the tube. I've got other things to do. I seem to have gotten in the habit of eating fruit salad while watching "Raymond" lately. It wasn't deliberate; I bought fruit salad at Shop-Rite a few weeks back, and ate it that Monday night while watching TV, and now I keep finding myself buying more in time for "Raymond" Mondays. Guess there are worse habits...
When I pointed out the LaundraPak hanging over my closet door to Gina a few weeks back, she asked jokingly if I shot my dirty clothes into it from across the room like a basketball player. Well, now I can't resist doing so. Heh! I'm not ready to go pro yet, but I guess I'm not doing too badly.
Whoa, someone has actually ordered one of my mousepads, someone I don't even know! I'm a little freaked out, frankly, but at the same time I think it's very cool. Heck, I should be realistic; no one I know is ever going to buy my stuff. Heh-heh!
The Quadra is still chugging along. Hopefully, this installation will finish
before I hit the sack, because I've got the case open so I could plug in a second hard drive,
and it's loud. Almost time for "The Simpsons..." Later, everyone.
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