Sorry to use that overused marketing phrase as today’s title, but it’s what I’m really hoping will come true.
This month will also find me visiting my lawyer, my optometrist, my dentist, my primary care physician, and most likely at least one specialist to start the process of fixing many of the things which ail me (I wish I were visiting more attractive female waitresses/bartenders to ale me instead). There may also be a couple of secret journeys throughout the month (all legal, none involving adult-oriented services).
I plan to make this month a “Month of Stanford University iTunes University iOS Programming Class” viewing (there is a new semester online with updated content). I’m going to try and watch one class a day, kinda like my own version of an advent calendar. If you remember I tried (and unfortunately failed) at this task in September.
Missed the FDR State Park campout, mostly because of work.
Severely frustrated with Work.
Reduced number of trips to Taco Mac.
Not enough exercise.
No weight loss.
RealiTV Update: Top Chef: Texas — Too Many Cooks In The Kitchen
I still don’t have a good feel for the cheftestants on this season of Top Chef. There are a lot of people with a lot of tattoos doing very little to distinguish themselves from one another. Last night they all moved to Dallas, where they cooked from some Stepford families in oversized, garish houses, and someone was eliminated. Though not really eliminated as apparently there is an online component to this season called “Last Chance Kitchen” in which the losers are having a single-elimination tournament (a losers bracket if you will) where the last cheftestant standing will be reintegrated into the pack. I wonder when they’ll inform the winners bracket of this turn of events?
Many thanks to ITP-Reader Betsy who brought over a pot of ropa vieja and some fresh green beans which we roasted (I almost typed “baked” but who bakes beans? Don’t answer that.). I supplied a spinach salad (with feta, home-hulled pecans, and “lite” raspberry vinaigrette dressing), a couple of bottles of red wine (one of which was a lovely, aged Biltmore Estates Syrah from the ITP Estate Wine Cellar), and a boatload of popcorn.
This Space Will Return To Its Former Self On Monday
I’m still pushing hard to get a code release done for a version of the code which will be demoed by someone other than me at CES in January. I plan to return to my longer-form, mundane blogging, complete with photos, witty observations, updates on my life, and ad nauseum statistics on Monday.
Speaking of photos, here is the one I mentioned yesterday.
That was me, about ten years and thirty pounds ago. I’m still trying to figure out why I was smiling since I know that I wasn’t getting laid back then (an unfortunate constant in my life). I did have feet and shoes back then, they just didn’t manage to make an appearance in this photo.