The more I write these posts, the more I realize that they all seem to come with some bad ’80s earwig. The SWMBO’s brother is moving in with us for a bit and what runs through my mind? Howie Mandell. It’s like my attachment to novelty and found music has grown to be about seven feet tall and sports fangs and claws. Either that or it has become a giant shark with a laser cannon surgically mounted to its head.

What?! Where was I?

Oh, yeah, the As-Good-As-Brother-In-Law is moving in for a bit. Which is cool. I’ll have plenty of opportunity to hone my xBox hockey skills if nothing else. But there’s this weird soundtrack running at low volume in the back of my head and it’s just the refrain from that damned Howie Mandell song…

what can you do?
I do the watusi

And that, gentle reader, is what is going to cause me to climb with my trusty sniper’s rifle to the top of the bell tower here on campus. Of course, with my fear of heights I’ll probably make it about ten feet up and then turn around and go home.

I mean I sit here and picture a sillier me (scary!) walking around aimlessly. From my vantage point, the guy is just walking around. Occasionally he stops and shrugs his shoulders and then does a few watusi steps. I don’t know why. All I *do* know is that I’m probably going to be crossing the street to put as much distance as I can between myself and this sillier me if forced to pass him by.

Oh, and I’m waiting for my new install of the Europa edition of Eclipse to install all the nifty extensions I carried on my old standard Eclipse install. I should really figure out a better workflow than to rely on the Aptana synchronize to remote server when moving code to the production environment.