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Sitting in my apartment, looking at the internet, and trying to forget the several thousand dollars of TV still in the box behind me, I finally caved and decided to attempt hooking the spare Mac mini to the new hotness. I rummaged around my apartment looking for a VGA cable, and for once, I didn't actually have the exact cable I needed. Anyone that's ever seen my big box of cables will probably have fainted from shock reading that.

Thus, it appeared that my TV, which wasn't supposed to arrive until Friday, would lay fallow for want of an input source. I was...unamused.

Looking at the clock, and it's 8:15. I can just make it to CompUSA. Buzz in; they've got cables. "Twenty-nine dollars for a VGA cable? You have to be fucking kidding me. I ordered one two days ago for four dollars." "Why are you here buying one then?" "Got delayed in shipping. Stop smirking, you little shit."

Then, I realized that I did have an input source, and at 10:15, I tested the new toy with my poor iPod driving a semi-okay digitized Akira. It was a fine moment in the annals of nerdery.

Also, I had to rent a Ford F150 today. Driving that made me wonder if urban truck drivers are in fact completely retarded.

Oh, and I got to see one of my coworkers bang his head against a keyboard hard enough to leave a bruise. Then, he squeezed a pop can hard enough to shoot soda a foot and a half in the air. Why? Turns out that bad shit happens when you blow all your money playing rather than taking care of your debts. My sympathy is limited.