I had such a conflagration going on the grill that a hobbit ran by and tried to throw a ring into it.

2400 miles and 4 airports later, I think I'm done for the day.

Who in the hell sticks a Java front end on an FTP server? Seriously? People make my head hurt.

I'm supposed to be writing a paper but somehow the 16 browser tabs, Skype, Gtalk, Fintune and random sidebar gadgets keep distracting me.

If I can get just 1 more item on my desk that operates at 2.4 GHz I think I will be able to microwave a potato.

I think I'm going to take a mulligan, go back to bed and try this day again. So far this round has been a complete waste.

I think some core process in my brain failed to boot up this morning.

Karma 0.00. So that's what happens when you wander off for a few months.

I just saw someone driving around with a cowbell on their trailer hitch. That is a sure sign that I'm back in Indiana.