wind powered wooden walking “beats”. Nifty

Brian Eno Spins. Chuckle.

And I finally got off my ass and joined the EFF.

The power is back on. Off since around midnight. Yay.

Bad thing about being a non-smoking unromantic jaded type. I had
one small candle only vague ideas of where a lighter or match might
be. The good thing is flashlights in almost every room.

It’s snowing. And raining. And sleeting. etc.

Abandoned the work place as well.

The biggest one so far…

Killed a pen or two on this one.

Didn’t do much over the weekend. Went to the Wake County Public Library
book sale. Picked up 18 books for $20. Can’t complain about that.

Grabbed a copy of James Randi’s “Flim Flam”,
The Choking Dobermanb,
a copy of the The Straight Dope book,
the 2000 Census Bureau Statistical Abstract of the United States,
random engineering drawing books,
Cliff Stoll’s “Cuckoo’s Egg”,
and other random bits.

The amount of books about alien abduction and other crackpot madness
in the “non-fiction” category was kind of annoying though.

In the “learn something new every day” category:
“/” is called a “solidus”

“cd solidus ‘usr’ solidus ‘lib’ solids ‘rpm’…”

Hmm, not quite the same ring to it.

I’m so bad, I run with boxes of scissors

Apparently, Kevin Bacons dad is a pretty well known architect. And
a skateboard Fan. Just in case you ever need to link Ricky Schroder to Frank
Gehry via Tony Hawk.

gig poster for tommy gun. Poster
done by a friend for other friends band. Two points if you can spot why this particular one
caught my attention.

Aside from just being very cool, like most of Nick’s
stuff, that is. Like my personal favorite

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