Year: 2005

Last Sunday, while out coat system shopping, I called my dad using my cell phone. It defaults to the home line, where I got “We’re sorry; the number 7… 6… 3… 5… 5… 1… 0… 6… 4… 6… has been disconnected.”. This was the point at which I realized that my parents were actually moving.…

I am convinced more than ever that the T is intended to be ridden only be people who already know exactly where they’re going. I wanted to go to the Arsenal Mall Home Depot to look at weatherproof mailboxes (my mail gets wet when there’s any precipitation). I was hoping there’d be a bus from…

Thanks to singing in the UniLu choir for the last few months, I have recovered the full extent of my range when last I sang at the end of high school. The four-year hiatus at Swat, beyond casual singing at SPC and SWIL events, definitely atrophied my singing muscle. With a good solid breath, I…

I was the only person on the outbound 71 this evening, coming back from Thanksgiving at my aunt and uncle’s in Hamilton. Certainly the largest, most spacious taxi I’ve ever had to myself.

Since we both optionally commute through Davis Square, and I decided to meet for dinner this evening. I got there a bit early, having swapped Davis and Porter in my head and thinking that Davis was two stops from Alewife, so I wandered around a bit. I spotted the Irish pub The Burren, which looked…

So playing World of Warcraft on my new computer into the wee hours of the morning increased my monthly energy usage by 40 kWh. Maybe I should cut back… Still addicted to WoW.

I discovered over the last 24 hours that there are two products/services that I would like to buy or consider buying that don’t actually exist at the price points or feature levels I want. The first is a new cell phone plan. I don’t really need one, but my first 2-year contract is about to…

Bah. Lawrence Lessig insists on using “data” as a strict plural in Code, and it’s driving me crazy to see “data are” and so forth. It basically causes a misparse, which totally breaks my stream of reading and throws me off. It’s a collective noun now, no matter where it came from. Incidentally, I’m posting…

I got a phone call yesterday from none other than . Total digression from train of thought: I still pronounce his username as “oon-CLAY-ah-mos”, as in the first-person plural present tense of the Spanish verb “unclear” meaning “to make no sense”, as in “we are making no sense”. I’m not sure who the “we” is…

BBN Technologies’ Cambridge office is located in a little tech park between an MBTA commuter rail line and Fresh Pond. There are several other companies in the same area. Across Moulton St., there are three with what I consider to be particularly awesome names: Acentech – A BBN spin-off of the original acoustic design work…