Tuesday, 13 October 1998:

Weighty Issues

A few quick things:

Over the weekend I discovered that bananas do not like being kept in the refrigerator. Not only do they not ripen, but they seem to turn more green. Yuck.

And green bananas taste terrible.

Today I bought a couple of 12-pound dumbbells to give my arms a little workout with. As you might expect, lumps of metal which do nothing more than weigh a lot are pretty cheap. Less than 50 cents a pound.

I still haven't won a week in our football pool, although I'm getting better as time goes on. I'm not quite frustrated yet, but it's becoming a drag being in the lower half of the standings.

It looks like the Yankees are going to beat the Indians tonight and go to the World Series, blast them. And the Braves are giving the Padres a real scare, having fought back from a three-games-to-none deficit to a 3-2 deficit, with the last two games to be played in Atlanta. I would really be completely apathetic about a Braves/Yankees World Series, so I hope the Padres can win.

There was an utterly charming episode of Superman a couple of days ago, in which Bruce Wayne disappears, and Superman goes to Gotham and impersonates Batman while working with Robin. It's really quite entertaining. The more I watch these cartoons, the more convinced I am that they're better than the four recent Batman films in just about every way. (Tim Burton: Yuck. Liked Beetlejuice, haven't cared for much else he's done.)

I also have decided to start taping and watching Homicide: Life on the Street. My dim recollection that Diane Patterson loves this series, combined with recognizing that I've seen most of the Batman/Superman cartoons by this point convinced me to give it a try.

I sold my old papasan for thirty bucks. Not bad, really.

Jim told me about a newspaper article which talks about on-line journals. I'm happy to report that my title has been officially proclaimed "pseudo-artsy" by a member of the newspaper establishment, and that it's full of "navel-gazing, teen-angst garbage". I'm just sorry the article doesn't include a link to my site.

You know a piece of code is badly-written when it takes you three hours of tracing through code to realize that the bug is that a function call should be inside the if statement, not outside.

Did I forget anything?


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