I Like My Coffee Like I Like My Women...

... small, warm, and covered in chocolate.

The reason for this enigmatic half-truth? Steph's french press lets me make single-serving super-charged mochas in the mornings now to help me get over my Coke fixation. I need a sugar kick in the mornings or I'm just a beached whale all day. I've done tests, and I am less productive on days where I don't start with a large dose of sugar. I am also prone to more seizures as my brain remains tired. Don't ask me why.

Well, here I am working on another old folks home. New job, same stuff, although with a larger network and more computer people all using different versions of software, I am somehow less productive despite having less work to do. Hooray!

I am coming along designing the house for the Shimmins'. They like the H-shaped dual-unit, since Laing's brother Phil will get 1/3 of the house. they also want the adobe style, which is great, since it's delightfully inexpensive when mixed with straw-bale contruction. They bought 40-odd acres in Knutsford, and they'll be partitioning it up after they get their house built. It's pretty sweet.

Not much else to write about. Uhm, amusing factoids: even Bushes hate Bushes, the least scientific debate ever, final score in the greatest blooper sport ever, and pop culture Superfight Finals. There. Read those. Then go away. Amuse yourself.

So I Haven't Blogged In A While...

... but the doctor says it's perfectly normal.

My wife also hadn't blogged in a while, and she got back into the swing of things this morning. I'll do my best not to repeat her, so here goes.

New Job!

I started my new job at MM Project Management last week. Best way to start a new job: three day week, followed by a three day weekend. Best way to get acclimated. I make a heck of a lot more money than before, even taking into account I have to pay for basic and extended medical bills, and we have to pay for utilities now. The office is so much nicer and friendlier than my previous internment, and that makes the days so much more pleasant.

Well, Steph covered everything else, so I am not sure what to talk about. In the near future look forward to my review of Architectural Desktop 2005, and VIZ Render 2005. Also bacon... definitely reviewing bacon.

PS: I got a g-mail account! mightyjalapeno@gmail.com , just like my URL here.

So We Moved In...

... again. Someday, this will end. I'll put down a piece of furniture and say "That doohickey will stay there, until the day I die. Sometime next year, probably. Why does my arm tingle?"

So, not a whole lot of new stuff here to talk about. I almost blew thirty bucks at Wally World when I saw they had the "Bruce Campbell vs The Army of Darkness - 2 Disc Boomstick Edition". I swear, I ovulated right when I saw it. 15 extra minutes of footage, interviews, storyboards, sketches, and commentary by the Deadites. SWEET! I'm also consistently surprised by the inbred dufusses that they let into that store. Observe the following quotes:

"Why do we need two bars of soap?"

"Oh, please don't let your son listen to 'Bad Religion', it's horrible bad music. I'm getting my son 'Green Day'."

"I have to take this hockey stick over to a different till to scan it in." (Technically by an employee, but still stupid)

"Can we get ten bags of chips?" "No, only eight, I told you."

Also, this years Ig Nobel awards are out! My favorites:

MEDICINE:
Steven Stack of Wayne State University, Detroit, Michigan, USA and James Gundlach of Auburn University, Auburn, Alabama, USA, for their published report "The Effect of Country Music on Suicide."

CHEMISTRY:
The Coca-Cola Company of Great Britain, for using advanced technology to convert liquid from the River Thames into Dasani, a transparent form of water, which for precautionary reasons has been made unavailable to consumers.

ECONOMICS
The Vatican, for outsourcing prayers to India.

And now my favorite, from our home-grown West Canadians:

BIOLOGY
Ben Wilson of the University of British Columbia, Lawrence Dill of Simon Fraser University [Canada], Robert Batty of the Scottish Association for Marine Science, Magnus Whalberg of the University of Aarhus [Denmark], and Hakan Westerberg of Sweden's National Board of Fisheries, for showing that herrings communicate by farting.

Well, I'm out of witty repartee. You bastard. See?