Genius In Progress

Since I had to delete more spammer comments, it caused the main page to rebuild and suddenly it was very empy-looking with no posts on it, so I figured I should write something. More fodder for the evil blog-spam nazis, I suppose. Well, I suppose if they are too stupid to do anything else, they can spend their days posting comment spam. It seems like it could be a fufilling life, perhaps. Well, as much as I want to fufill someone else’s life, they can all go spam someone else. I officially declare war on the brainless yahoos. I will occasionally jab at them with sad attempts at wit and insult at their expense, and before too long they shall feel the pain of the repeated insults and change their ways.

Hehe, joke’s on them anyway…. I don’t lead an exciting enough life for anyone to read this, so all they do is waste a couple seconds posts. Ah well, good riddance.

Oh yeah, and I will possibly post about my cool trip down to Florida at some point, but I’m being introspective right now, so it will have to wait for another time.

Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
       Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
       Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
       That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
       Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
       Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
       But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
       I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

–William Shakespeare

Shadows twist the night
as I lay there in my bed
Flitted visons, dreams so far
Keep dancing through my head

Questions in my mind
as my heart is filled with doubt
sweet smile, heart so soft
An empty night without

Loves me, loves me not
as petals flutter to the floor
make a move, froze, too late
Chance squandered now once more

Smile big, say hello
as another day goes by
waiting by the windowsill
petals blown into the sky

–Ricke Stauffer 2004–

People who work in the fields of science and technology are not like other people. This can be frustrating to the non-technical people who have to deal with them. The secret to coping with technology-oriented people is to understand their motivations. This chapter will teach you everything you need to know. I learned their customs and mannerisms by observing them, much the way Jane Goodall learned about the great apes, but without the hassle of grooming.

Engineering is so trendy these days that everybody wants to be one. The word “engineer” is greatly overused. If there’s somebody in your life who you think is trying to pass as an engineer, give him this test to discern the truth.
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Well here I am back from El Paso, and at work, though running on a limited amount of sleep. I had a wonderful time there. It was quite enjoyable seeing El Paso, and particularly getting to hang out with Francine. I got to meet some of her friends, and to see the El Paso scenery. We went to a concert, where I witnessed one good band (Blacklist, for which I cannot find a link) and a couple of the worst performances I have seen in a while by a few other bands, unless wordless screaming into a microphone with heavy guitar distortion in the background is considered good.

There were many other highlights of the weekend, but we’ll leave them for the asking, for those of you who might even care. Then on Sunday night I boared the plane to head back to Detroit via Las Vegas… ah, it would have been nice to take a stopover there, but sadly no. I upgraded the second leg of my flight (the 4 hour plane ride) to first class, and didn’t regret it for a second. I arrived back at the house at around 7:30 AM, sent of an email saying I got in, then said hello to visiting relatives who were just waking up and zonked out for a couple hours. And past that, here we are, wide asleep, gazing unfocusingly off into the lines of code…