While email is certainly delivered faster than regular mail, it still has one fatal flaw: people still have to respond to it in a timely manner. People can still take days, even weeks, to reply to an email… or they don’t even reply at all!
(At least, the time from delivery to reply tends to be long when it’s not work-related and one’s financial stability doesn’t depend on it.)
There are three possible causes: laziness (that’s me), oversight (inboxes swamped with ENLARGE YOUR PENIS! and CHECK OUT MY WEBCAM!), or people just don’t like me.
There’s also a fourth possibility: my emails are somehow getting flagged as spam. Hahahaha.
Do yourself a favor and take a pass on watching the reincarnation of Ren and Stimpy that can be found on “The New TNN”… I couldn’t stand to watch more than five minutes, and the part I watched was completely unfunny. The Farkers nailed it. “No sir, I don’t like it.” Catch a classic ep or two instead, airing Thursdays at 11:30pm ET. (Looks like I missed “Space Madness” in favor of the Spice^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^HFamily Guy. Now that was a classic.)
Six days until no work.
Also, since I’m feeling really unoriginal yet stricken with the urge to post something: unofficial state mottos, vote for Philly’s hottest teacher, and the Pierce triplets. Lifted from Fark.
Goodnight, ding ding ding ding ding ding…
Hiromi performing on the closing day of the Three Rivers Arts Festival was pretty enjoyable–good weather, good music, good times. But I suspect my jazz inclinations slant more toward the “classics.”
A couple waiting to hear Boney James said they were more than happy to return to Pittsburgh after surprisingly dismal weather in Anaheim. If it’s truly “June Gloom” out there, I don’t blame them. It was gorgeous out today. (Pictures forthcoming.)
An incredible number of people I know have signed up with Friendster, and yet, I have little inclination to add them to my friends list/be added to their list. Am I being antisocial, unfair, contrary, or a mix of all of them? I seem to recall something in the same genre called Six Degrees, taking its raison d’etre from the phrase “six degrees of separation.” What ever happened to that?
I don’t know why I’m embarrassed to declare I’m on Friendster in the first place. Maybe it’s ongoing disdain for the human race? or envy of the people that have 5 billion friends listed? or jealousy that I’m not even sure I have enough friends to need more than one hand with which to count them? (End self-deprecatory humor.)
The astute reader will, at this point, remark, “d00d whats ur problem”.
I submitted the picture I took in the photo booth at the Andy Warhol museum to The Mirror Project.
With the upcoming move, I will probably reluctantly give up my New York-based mobile number of which I am so fond, and exchange it for a Chicago-area number. It’s been with me for over four years. I’ve formed attachments to it. And with that gone, the only possession tying me to the former life in the city will be my MTA Bridges and Tunnels-issued E-Z Pass tag… it’s only too bad it doesn’t work in Illinois.
Great timing, though, since Handspring is slated to release the Treo 600 this fall, with plans for upgrade deals for existing Treo owners. As I’ve been looking over previews and reports from CeBIT America, I find myself wanting it more and more…hey, what’s that strange sensation? Oh, looks like my technolust has returned. Crap!
There will be CDMA and GSM versions, meaning I might possibly have the opportunity to ditch Sprint PCS when I get a Chicago-area number. It’s been in the back of my mind, switching to GSM, mostly for the SIM card capability and the ability to use the phone overseas. GPRS isn’t as fast as Sprint’s Vision data service, though, so that’s a drawback, in addition to not having any info on the state of GSM service in Chicagoland.
What’s a boy to do? I want your input, dammit.
There’s also this, which looks pretty slick (I’ll admit my preference for flip phones right here) but I actually think I’d rather have a unit with a thumbboard ’cause Graffiti started to annoy me after awhile. But it’s appealing enough to push my confusion over what to do past the limit.
Good grief!
Vote “Anthony Nuval” as write-in candidate for Executive Vice-President of the IMSA Alumni Association!
The Association’s annual meeting will be held on July 19, 2003. If you can’t make the meeting, request an absentee ballot from Eric Stuckey (estuckey@imsa.edu) and return it by July 18.
Thanks for your support!
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So I sez to Sachin, it sucked having to bum rides off of people. Felt like high school. Oh, wait, I sez. And so Sachin sez Yeah, you mean more like it felt like what someone told you high school was like. And I sez yeah, that’s it.
“The more they sez ‘I sez,’ the less likely it is they really said what they sez they said.” –Dilbert
A few things:
One of my old high school classmates is a Jesuit now. This pleases me, for some reason.
Seems to be so many old classmates overseas this summer, presumably on Fulbright or Rhodes scholarships. So many smart people… kinda makes me feel unworthy.
Computers (PCs at least) don’t seem to like it when I try to hotplug my iPod when another device is already connected by Firewire… it corrupted my iPod’s firmware and fuxored my external hard drive to an extent (mmm, data loss). I have to “rmmod sbp2″ to disconnect all Firewire devices, then plug in my iPod and let sbp2 recognize both my iPod and external hard drive at the same time.
While I was able to reload an old version of the iPod firmware and everything seems hunky-dory there, I’ve suffered even more data loss on my external hard drive. I can re-rip my mp3s, that’s fine, and I can always re-rent PERFECTLY LEGAL COPIES OF MOVIES, but I can’t go back in time and retake those digital photos. Sigh.
Gotta love technology.
I’m still gathering the motivation to write about the $4000 question (though there were no physical injuries, there were some casualties–my pride and my ego) and I have some new pictures to share, but in the meantime I would like to mention the following:
Rich and Dave talk about blogging in The New Yinzer (think The New Yorker, except Pittsburgh-centric). They brush on topics from weblogs as the new journalism to weblogs in the context of the local community. Good read. I didn’t notice the graphic until Kimmie pointed out the inclusion of her blog, but the graphic of various Pittsburgh weblogs includes mongoosedog in the lower-right. Heh. (I can identify eight of the nine pictured–whose site is the one in the middle-right?)
I still love Sammy Sosa, even if he was caught with a corked bat. I believe his claim that it was a mistake. But there is truth in what others are saying, that this will cast suspicion on him for a long time. It’s up to each individual fan to decide whether he trusts Sosa or not, or whether this affects his perception of Sosa.
Raines and Boyd are resigning from the New York Times. Probably a good thing, though I really can’t say, as I’m not versed on the goings-on in the Times offices.
Okay, okay, so here are a couple of pictures for your viewing delight:
Traffic on the Brooklyn Bridge, taken from the Brooklyn Bridge walkway (full size)
Sunset over lower Manhattan, taken from the Brooklyn Heights Promenade (full size)
