Ok. So no
girlfriend and I am
home alone. What to do? I decided since I am a
Windows drone now that I should probably
learn Visual Basic. I ran down to
Tattered Cover and grabbed a
book. My
neighbor gave me some
Visual Studio loving (the
enterprise version even which I don't have the HD space to
install all of) so I've just been sitting here with it. I write
C in the
notepad thing and I opened
Visual Basic for the first time only to be
confronted with too many little
windows,
lists, clicky boxes.
Conclusion: It's a little like
playing with
Legos. I don't know if
Visual Basic is useful for anything at all but I sure did make some
kooky little
exes.
Diagnosis Bill Gates doesn't own my
ass chip but I like new toys. After this
semester it's back to the wunnerful, wunnerful world of
Linux. Whew. I was starting to feel
guilty.
Treason!
Yoon is far away at some teacher seminar sleep over deal and all I did was learn a lousy programming language.
Halloween approaches and I shrug at it. A nearby house had some techno beat blaring out of it with a monster voice saying "Prepare to die!" over and over again. I took this as an sign to stop taking things so seriously. I was briefly alarmed at the effigies hanging from the tree in their front yard. After standing there for a minute one of the residents came outside. He was African-American so I said I had something for him and that I'd be right back. I ran home and grabbed the white styrofoam heads that have been sitting in my closet for six months. I brought them back to the house down the street. They were a little wary at first maybe because I was a white guy trying to get them to lynch white people in effigy. After the initial confusion I told them that we it was just between them and me. I stayed for a beer or two. It's nice to make new friends in the neighborhood.
Wow. I just did a bit of poking and discovered that the bookstore I was at just a few hours ago is noded. Tattered Cover is indeed a fine bookstore. Unfortunately, the Christmas buying onslaught has already begun so I wasn't able to give the folks in the Computer section the hard time that they expect. I'm probably going to end up working there at some point anyway.
I just realized that today has been a nothing day. I have sat on my ass in front of the evil glowing box for way too long. I miss my girlfriend and I am not ready for the Holiday Trilogy that looms in the not-so-distant future.
Christmas was always tense at my parent's house when I was growing up. I am the oldest and I was always trying to convince my parents to buy the younger kids some presents. My parents bought beer. I don't like the associations I guess. I like to buy people who I love presents at random times when I am just thinking about them. The ugly vibe I remember from past Christmas disasters never seems to go away. How typical.