redheadedleague

I just drafted a business plan.

What the hell? What have I become?

BTW, no playa for me. The people I was going to go with have descended into a vicious cycle of recriminations and bickering. And are not going. And are not giving me their extra ticket.

And yes, I'm still asking for donations for the AHA Heartwalk.

So once again, I'm burning shoe leather for or the 2007 American Heart Association Heartwalk. As most of you know, I hate pestering people for donations, but this one means a lot to me.

Besides, you never come and visit, so you owe me. Yes, I'm looking at you.

Anyway, here's the link to my donation page (those among you who want to avoid AHA's...
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Thanks for the advice and commentary, all.

The long and short of it is, there isn't a realistic chance of us getting together in any romantic sense, both of our lives are pretty complex right now. My head accepts that, the rest of me just has to catch up. Plus which, the project is a damn good idea, and neither of us want it to...
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Some geeky friends and I spent the last 48 hours stalking William Gibson (on book tour for his new novel Spook Country.) Caught up with him in Berkeley last night, pictures to follow.

And the book? Damn good so far.

Things are... you know I don't think I have the exact word. Confusing, lost, manic, terrifying, unstable, unresolved, hopeful, painful, disappointing, annoying, and so on. Perhaps a new, more efficient word should be coined. I nominate: Calumphut.

"How's life?"

"Calumphut."

I have, really, no fucking idea what I want at this point (Wait, that's a lie. I know exactly what I want, I just can't...
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Ever wondered how much your corpse is worth?

$4375, myself.

And yeah, I finished Potter.

I would share my innermost thoughts, but I'm too busy reading.

Instead, I give you:

the worst ad slogan translations ever.

My flight back home was in three legs: Philadelphia to Chicago, Chicago to Las Vegas, Las Vegas to Oakland. On the first leg, I was tormented by a screaming, ill-behaved toddler in the seat directly behind me. I prayed to the God of Probability that they would get off in Chicago.

Joy, they did. But the God of Probability, he has a sick sense of...
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Continuing my vacation in the wondrous state of Pennsylvania, I began with a visit to a friend near Philadelphia. We had lunch, went wine tasting (yes, there are wineries in PA, and actually some of it isn't bad), and geeked out a lot. The only downside was the weather - it was beastly, ghastly, hot, humid, miserable outside, and like a moron I wore a...
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I'm finding myself less than prepared for the vacation. Traditionally, I don't take a dump without a plan (that quote does not constitute an endorsement of Fred Thompson), but this time around I simply couldn't be bothered. Not sure what's up with that.

I went to work today without my glasses, my cell phone, and the book I was reading. This is, to me, a...
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Happy Fourth.

In other news, The Pogues have sold their souls to Cadillac:



Is nothing sacred?