View From the Bushes

I'm pretty enervated today. It's starting to get really hot, but I think that anyone who uses air conditioning before the summer solistice is evolutionarily unfit and should probably just be euthanized in a program that would simultaneously save social security and make the following generation that much tougher. As a result, I left the windows open last night. Fortunately, the rooster that used to live in our neighborhood has been beheaded and donated to the local KFC (wow, check that in an actual tie-in to yesterday's blog). Fortunately, I was pretty careful to cover my tracks, and I had plenty of neighbors willing to give me an alibi. No, this morning it was a fire truck that woke me up sometime before five am. Of course, it didn't help that I started playing City of Heroes.

I tried to be strong, I really did, but with friends at work pressuring me, great reviews bombarding me from all sides, and my congenital lack of a spine, I had to go pick it up. At the moment I'm trying to use it as a carrot, in the fashion of, "If I get everything done on my To-Do List I can play CoH." This has worked out okay, but eventually I'll actually make a to-do list and that will probably be the end of that. My co-worker has also been jerking me around somewhat. First he says, "Play on the Pinnacle server, that's where I'll be." Now this morning he told me, "Forget Pinnacle, Liberty is where it's at." It wouldn't be so bad, since my highest level character is only level 4 at the moment, so it's not a big deal to start over. I just wish there was a way to save and import a character model so I didn't have to take a screenshot to compare against...

In other news, I'm finally getting close to the end of Atonement. I just finished reading part two, which was set during the retreat from Dunkirk. Nothing spices up a neo-Victorian Novel like a war, so it's starting to go faster. Also, a co-worker just lent me the first book from A Series of Unfortunate Events series. I guess they're suppossed to be children's books (and indeed it looks like it will take me about 45 minutes to read this one) but I'm not sure how my daughter will react to all of the tragedy; she generally takes a dim view of things like that. I'll have my wife read it, -- having married me she has a deep empathy for unfortunate events.

Carpe Diem Quam Minimum Credula Postero
Ross