Autumn has broken. You can tell, as the phrase "Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness" is in a lot of newspaper columns. So windows open all around the house, getting the last of the summer warm air out.
Slobbed in front of the television, watched a Doctor Who repeat, and put off writing a whitepaper for a lecture I'm giving in San Francisco at the end of the month. Still I have 18 pages so far, just need to gather my thoughts on SQL optimisation.
One week till my date gets back from her holiday. Wonder where I should suggest? She only ever sees me in scruffy jeans for work, maybe I should dress properly.
Seems like Dizzy is getting his borg implants removed. Except he's replacing them with his phone. :) "I am Dizzy of smorgesbord. Prepare to have your ass laminated."
Tracked down the source of the spams I got this week. LARTs away.