Monday, February 14, 15:14 CST
Everyone's probably heard by now that Charles Schulz died Saturday night. The
comics page is a little bleaker, and the rest of the world with it, I think.
Wish I'd remembered to buy a Sunday paper with the last Peanuts strip. I'd
been reminding myself to do so ever since Schulz announced his retirement.
Well, I'm 19. Another year older, and what do I have to show for it? I mean,
what have I actually done in the past year? And what've I gained? I thought the
answer was "nothing", until it was pointed out that I can now buy
lottery tickets. It may not be much, especially since I couldn't care less about
blowing money on the lottery, but it's better than nothing.
Yesterday being my birthday, I went to Sioux City with my dad and my
(younger of the two, slightly less weird) sister Heather. Saw
Galaxy Quest, and ate at
Galaxy Quest was great. It managed to make fun of Trek (and cheesy SF
in general), the fans, and the characters without being mean spirited or petty
in the least. It's as much a tribute as a parody. The kind of movie that appeals
to your inner Trek-loving geek on just about every level. (And if you're lacking
an inner Trek-loving geek, I can't help but pity you.)
I got a copy of
Programming Perl, 2nd
Edition. ("So, what do you want for your birthday?" "Hmm.
This looks good." "Ok.") At this point, I don't really have any
excuse for not doing some of the stuff with this site that I've been wanting
to. Sheer laziness aside. I mean, I have any number of tools at my disposal,
all the information I need to use them is readily at hand...
There's no school here today. This is a good thing. It's amazing how much
better you feel on days when you don't have to get up too early and go somewhere
you hate. And somewhere out there, somebody's saying "Yeah, just wait until
you get a full time job..."
:: write in the margins