Calling CQ is still a weird thing for me. I mostly just spin the dial and hope to find someone else calling CQ; or even better someone calling CQ DX or CQ Contest. These are great because it’s a narrow set of conversational topics. You get an RST, you give an RST, you exchange QTH…
From the list of things to do when I win the lottery: #59 Pimp an office chair with hydraulics, chrome-reverse caster wheels, and Rat Fink era eight-ball shifter + lever for controlling seat height. Factory options Sound system preloaded with Santana’s Low Rider Composting toilet seat Neon “batin!” sign Cross posted under reasons I should…
For lunch I chose the bad Chinese food vendor over the bad pasta vendor. My internals are beginning to convince the brain that this was a bad idea. There are hours until I can deal with this regally. [read: upon my proper throne] On the plus side, I received a “Get out of grizzly bear…
I hate interviews. Not to brag, but I think I’m a pretty good interviewee–at least based on interview::hire percentages. Still, uncomfortable occasions. But, fffuuuuhhhhhhhh…being the interviewer is orders of magnitude worse. My people battery is completely drained and it’s barely the afternoon.
The smart watch is a pretty cool thing to have around. Except it’s like the biggest nag on the planet. This probably says more about me than it does the technology though. The default proposed “activity” goal of 10,000 points per day is just not happening. I’m thinking that if this was a smart ring…
Was able to make two international contacts this evening and they couldn’t have been more different. First was a gentleman in Brasil who runs a veritable QSO factory. When he taps you on the head it’s call sign, name, and signal report. If he’s feeling particularly generous he’ll give you his nickname. Dude makes at…
Yep. Still obsessing over this album: I wanted to say it makes me “sad but happy” or “happily sad” but I think the proper phrase, in this case then, is “voluntary wistfulness”. Voluntary wistfulness is also my description for pretty much every Wes Anderson movie.
I don’t know how they did it, but Canonical turned the normally frustrating and inane Eclipse environment set up into a god damn dog’s breakfast rotting on the steps to the portal of hell. I used to want to do a little brushing up on my Eclipse/Struts/Ajax skills but now I mostly just want to…
My life from 1999 – 2008 represented in a single graphic:
You know that annoying habit I have of, upon hearing a phrase that tickles my ear in some way, saying “That’s going to be the name of my next band/album?” Well these dudes beat me to the punch on this one. May I introduce to you And, yes, they friggin’ rock some post-punk surf music.