Just a couple of points, really.
Letters from home:
More pedantic meanderings about the Apple Inside. See, I got thinking, it was sparked by a letter from home (parental units), and what I figured was that Apple’s “leak lawsuit” was a diversionary tactic to cover up the biggest scoop, the old switcher-oo.
Anyway, back at the ranch…
Cats can change owner’s personalities? Certainly explains my slovenly appearance. It’s the cat’s fault.
Evening coffee?
Met up with some of the Austin area bloggerati, for casual conversation. A social gathering. One interesting comment was about a region “something” DVD and whether or not some hack would make it work. The artist’s name? “Ua, and that’s, like, Swahili for either flower or kill.”
Uh-huh. Ripe for jokes.
“What, are you going to use that in a horoscope?”
Nope.
The other item that really got my attention was the local artist, Taurus, I think, with his T-shirts (gratuitous plug – buy one of these fabulous t-shirts!).
What better way to support the arts – and get a really cool shirt in the process? The pictures just don’t do it justice, it’s that nice.
Finally:
It’s true, I’m going to Las Vegas. It’s not true that I will be attending, performing or involved in a wedding ceremony. Especially not mine. Especially not at the Bass Pro Shop, under canopy of fishing poles, with Elvis performing the ceremony. Lies, all lies. Fiction. Untruths. Pernicious lies. Mere rumors, with no substance in reality. At all.
Me? I live like a monk.
