This is a vacation post... yes, I'm blogging on vacation. We had the most amazing ice cream today and that is not hyperbole. A co-worker of mine is always looking for a franchise opportunity and I think I found it.
It is Mount Desert Island Ice Cream (slogan: Fearless Flavor); no website. They have the most spectacular ice cream you will ever taste. How good? Let's put it this way, I probably eat a pint of ice cream a year (don't like the stuff). I ate half a pint today and plan on going back. Technically, I had sorbet, but I sampled half their flavors before I settled on Blueberry-Basil Sorbet. J-- had Mexican Chocolate Ice Cream (which I gratuitously sampled). Mexican Chocolate was a concoction worthy of Montezuma himself; a Mexican chocolate caramelized with brown sugar, curry, and cinnamon, all blended smooth as ice cream can come. We went back to thank them for the samples and, truthfully, tell them it was the best ice cream we've ever had.
Man, what a boring ass day. After a morning of repetitive edits, I got a string of repetitive meetings. Then, when the afternoon finally arrives, I get another, monumental, repetitive task. All in a days work (well, two actually, since I'll be finishing the mind-numbing edits in the morning) for this little slave to higher education.
I'd log on to WoW, but I'm afraid I'll just wind up farming $MINERAL. Less than 3 days until I climb into the Jeep, J-- at my side, and head for the East coast. Oh, did I mention that the main road into the area we're staying passes over a river that's currently 8 ft (that's 2.4 meters) over flood stage?
Ok, upbeat frame of mind (note, I will try to avoid using "positive" as anything other than a math operator from here on out): my current ToDo list consists of: Reassemble cousin's computer Pray parts aren't FUBAR'd again Complete a butt-load of mind-numbing work for work Prep the Jeep Load the Jeep Pack Unpack Repa…
Skype has announced that, until the end of this year, all calls to US and Canadian landlines and mobiles will be free. No credits to buy, no sign-up fee, no strings. It's an old marketing move, but it's got 4752 diggs and climbing. Link to Official Skype Blog
My weathered camera, an HP c610, finally started to have ghosts. It would randomly shut off on fully-charged batteries, constantly forget the date (which means that I'd have to set it up every time I started the camera), and generally was taking more and more time to get "quick" snaps. With vacation rapidly approaching, J-- and I talked about getting a new camera. Keep in mind that the last time I was shopping for digital cameras, I was on the bleeding edge; 2 Megapixels, built-in flash, auto focus with a bright LCD display ran around $500-600. Big cash for me back then. But now, with the purchase of our new camera (which we independently chose), less than $200 gets us a pretty nice camera. We bought the Sony DSC-600, a 6 Megapixel unit that is half the size and weight of my old camera, takes clear photos and videos (which my old camera didn't), and draws less power (two batteries have last through well over 6 hours of on-and-off use). All in all, pretty happy. With a …
Pearl Jam has a new self-titled album out. Get it, listen to it. Do it now. If you liked one track off of Ten, go get this album. It is not the Vedder-centric crap of Vitology or *shudder* No Code. I gave up on Pearl Jam years ago; this album brought me back. It's also not whiny emo crap, just straight-up rock and roll with a touch of that old Pearl Jam vibe.
Via Darren Barefoot (one of the better blogs on the Web, IMO), comes news of Goldman Sachs handicapping the World Cup. Holland is an 8.0% chance to win (fifth in the Goldman Sachs rankings). They do so need to win. Voetball! Go KNVB!
Under what is quite possibly the stupidest headline ever written by Wired ("Who Shall We Kill Tonight") is the story about the AP-AOL Games poll that showed 40% of adult Americans play video games. Now, aside from the obviously vested interest in inflating that number, why is this such a surprise? The article's example is a 29-year-old graphic artist, someone who would spend a considerable amount of time on a computer and would be drawn to that platform for entertainment. And, at 29-years-old, squarely in my generation, this gamer is someone who, like me, probably grew up during the high-points of gaming to date: Commodore, Atari, SNES, Doom and the advent of online gaming. We're a generation weaned on video games and the generation that brought those games and platforms into the homes of our families.
The really interesting point in this article, which I'm not certain was correlated in the poll, was the amount of TV that this group watches. I know I share the fee…
Barry Bonds is one homerun away from tying Babe Ruth for all career homers. It couldn't have happened to a bigger asshole. Bonds is the epitome of everything wrong with baseball: inflated salary, no respect for team or teammates, alleged drug use, and a dick to fans.
Case in point, HR 713. It's the perfect story for a ball player. Air Force serviceman buys $20 ticket ($20?!?!?) and catches HR 713. Air Force serviceman gets into news conference and asks Bonds if he would sign the historic ball. Bonds says nothing (to his credit, last year he would have said "no"). He does take a photo with the guy, but only if the serviceman will sign a (what? a what?).. That's right, a waiver for Bonds' reality TV show. Hmm, wonder what motivated Bonds to do the photo op?
He's going to get the record (with no star by it either) and there's nothing that can stop him. It's too bad, baseball used to have some class.
The reason everyone in the blogosphere loves Stephen Colbert's presentation at the White House Correspondent's Dinner is because we're laughing, with him, at you. A comedian just took you to task for not doing your job. Might be something in that you should look into.