Full moon, TV, Ike
A few photos from the last 24 hours …
Hotmail is getting really good at detecting which emails may contain dangerous content …

I’ve been meaning to switch, and this evening I got a timely reminder. Maybe this weekend.
A co-worker sent me a link to a list of the hardest video games of all time.
Megan, considering Defender is #1 on the list, surely there’s a market for a free online guide to playing Defender. Maybe we should collaborate on something.
We drove home from Port Angeles today by the scenic route: down the west side of Hood Canal on 101, then up through Gorst to the Bremerton ferry back to Seattle. Here are a few photos …
Last year, I drove Megan to Port Angeles on her birthday. I told her there are lots of fun things to do around there: Hurricane Ridge in the north Olympic Mountains, a few golf courses, waterfront activities, the ferry to Victoria BC, etc.
That trip didn’t go well. Because I hadn’t planned ahead and checked availability of hotel rooms, we drove all around the area looking for a place to stay, then finally gave up and drove all the way home in the middle of the night.
This time, I booked a reservation before we left home. Here are a few pictures of the ferry ride to Winslow, the drive here, Hurricane Ridge, and around Port Angeles. Oh, and Ike, minutes before we left home yesterday. What a cutie.
I hadn’t been to Hurricane Ridge since the late 60s. Looks pretty much the same as I remembered it.
I hate blog posts about not having time to do blog posts lately, so I’ll not do that. Instead, here are two pictures from around our house this week …
As we approach the long-anticipated pass/fail grade “progress report” on the Iraq war escalation “surge” in September, it seems that the boots on the ground are talking about what’s going on, more than ever.
Tom has a link to a story on Truthout that’s interesting, and Miguel de Icaza has a great set of links including Jon Swift’s coverage of the outing of Scott Thomas Beauchamp. One of the best parts, for fans of pettiness, is Hugh Hewitt’s hard-hitting analysis of Beauchamp’s decision to read Jack Kerouac’s “On The Road,” which proves beyond any reasonable doubt that Beauchamp’s article is full of lies. Hey, I read Clockwork Orange, look out — that proves I’m a violent sociopath, right?
As Tom Englehardt has written so well so many times, the longer we’re there, the worse it gets. It will be interesting to see how the “progress report” draws a line through the available data and makes it point straight toward a peaceful outcome.
Let me guess … the peaceful outcome will include lots of huge US military bases in Iraq for the next few decades, right? And isn’t that exactly why those guys flew airplanes into the World Trade Center towers, because they were pissed about all the US military bases in the Middle East? In poker, this is known as doubling down to hide a weak hand. Tad, does that ever work?
Meanwhile, I hope the boots keep talking.
Tom, your recent YouTube linkfest has inspired me to share a few of my recent favorites …
Crosswalk sign men
Elevator music
Speed painting
Ballmer’s developers speech
Microsoft Surface parody
Microsoft Paint team
Speed stacking
I really like my new Blackjack phone. But yesterday, in a flurry of getting a few chores done, I got back from the store, rushed into the house to take a piss, and dropped the phone in the toilet while flipping up the seat.
It died a slow death. At first, the Windows Mobile logo appeared but it wouldn’t finish booting. Then it started making that annoying G3 whooshing sound every few minutes, but the screen stayed blank. Then a long night of silence while on the charger, and now the moisture inside appears to be well-distributed and nothing’s happening at all.
Time to go to the store and plead my case. “I swear, the screen just fogged up and it suddenly stopped working!”