Note to self

It's Cameron's birthday.

Naming conventions

I've always named my computers after guitars. Windows computers have generally gotten named after Gibson guitars; Linux/BSD/Mac computers get named after Fenders; laptops get named after acoustics. This seemed like a good idea at the time, but as time has passed and the computers have gone out of date, I'm finding that I'm running out of good names, and my brand spanking new computers -- vastly superior to the old in every respect -- get worse names. My first PCs were ES335, LesPaul, Telecaster, Stratocaster, but then it was on to SG, Jaguar, and Jazzmaster; fine guitars all, but no ES335 or Telecaster. My current desktop is Starcaster, which is really starting to scrape the bottom of the barrel.

Apple probably had this same problem with their operating systems, but they wisely started with Cheetah, went on to Puma, then Jaguar, then Panther. When 10.4 came out and they called it Tiger, I thought "What the hell are you doing? You have nowhere left to go but Lion." But they said screw it and went back down to Leopard, which is clearly an inferior cat. I understand that 10.7 will be called Lion, though, after which they may have to go to things that can beat a lion, such as Drought or Desert Hardship or Two Lions.

Though I already have a naming convention for my guitars, I think maybe it's time to augment with a second one; a second name that can go in parentheses, like the songs on Hail to the Thief. From here on, I shall be naming my guitars after computers. Look at my new guitar, Cray-2. Sorry, Thinkpad T60 is in the shop. Excuse me, I've got to go restring Deep Blue.

It's probably a good thing I don't have children.

Current Music: Mr. Mister - Broken Wings

Note to self

It's Eric's birthday.

Current Music: Wolf Parade - Cloud Shadow on the Mountain

What's Wang This Week

A 6th birthday for this blog!

And a bunch of other boring stuff.

Regardless, happy birthday, blog. I still love you.

Current Music: Camille - Ta Douleur

Note to self

It's Victor's birthday.

Note to self

It's Thomas' birthday.

Revelations about my friends (or, Random paraphrases from recently, provided with some context)

me:

How old are racehorses typically?

Regan:

Usually about two or three years old.

me:

That's it, eh? So for the rest of their lives are they just put out to stud?

Regan:

Yeah, basically.

me:

What about show jumping horses?

Regan:

A little older, like 7 years old.

me:

Oh, so they last a little longer?

Regan:

Yeah, well they're not worn out so quickly, right.

me:

And do they use the same horses for both? Like, after a racehorse is retired, does it ever go to show jumping?

Regan:

No, I don't think so.

me:

How do you know so much about horses? Oh that's right, you're a girl.

Victor:

[steps to the tee wearing a pair of bright purple Converses, takes a practice swing]

me:

That is a striking pair of shoes, Victor.

Victor:

I know. They're my groomsman shoes.

me:

Your brother had you wear those at his wedding? Oh that's right, your brother's a hipster.

me:

So we're decided on sushi then?

Megan:

Yeah, someplace with good rolls.

me:

Oh that reminds me, we should really go to Posh, they have a deal right now with non-stop sukiyaki and sashimi.

Megan:

But not sushi.

me:

Yeah, the sashimi is all-you-can-eat too.

Megan:

But not rolls. With rice.

me:

But... oh that's right, you're all white.

Whitey:

[looks on]

Current Music: The Black Keys - Next Girl