Yesterday, I took a shorter lunch and worked late so that today I can leave early and drive to New York before five. I don’t really want to drive to New York — it’s a five to six hour trip over very boring roads and I just did it a month ago — but we’re celebrating my grandparents’ birthdays tomorrow, and I want to be there for that. So last night I packed a bag that’s right now sitting in the trunk of my car. I leave at one. Hopefully I can get back early enough on Sunday to finish some of this unpacking I know I should have finished at least a week ago.

How are you spending your weekend?

The University of Texas apparently is offering an informal class this fall in “Secret Fighting Arts of Klingon Race”. While I’d like to think there are nicer ways to describe this than how Erin does — c’mon now, “dumb assholes”? is that really necessary? — the whole thing really does seem more than a little pathetic.

In a recent comment, Sharon writes: “I find it unsettling that, out of all the Watchmen characters, you found a resonance with Rorschach.” Because I know some people haven’t read the book yet, I’ll take the discussion inside.

Microsoft Word, along with most everything else, is misbehaving today. What on god’s green earth does “The semaphore timeout period has expired” mean, and why is it coming up as an error message? It’s not as if I’m trying to signal the contents of the hard drive using flags — although, at this rate, I’d probably have more luck with that than with actually trying to open a file.

Computers suck.

I don’t know about you, but when I order a chicken salad, the one thing I expect to find is chicken. But I was given the “spring mix” salad, which is basically just a lot of lettuce with pieces of cheese and carrot piled on top of it.

That I’m even bothering to post this should give you a sense of just how boring my average day is.