Mon, 10 Apr 2006

Live, With Bread

Hello all. I’m on the road this week, posting this from a Panera somewhere in central New Jersey (I’m actually very near Rutgers, I think.) My room at the hotel (a crappy little featureless thing) has no net connection, so I’m getting my fix here.

This is a working trip, I’m spending my days at a local pharmaceutical company. I’m enjoying my visit to Soprano-land, though I haven’t managed to get any photos of any of the landmarks. I took a few years off my life by driving in Manhattan yesterday. Yikes.

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The Magic Word:
Which planet is closest to the sun? (hint -- it's Mercury...)

Speak roughly to your little VAX,
And boot it when it crashes;
It knows that one cannot relax
Because the paging thrashes!
Wow! Wow! Wow!

I speak severely to my VAX,
And boot it when it crashes;
In spite of all my favorite hacks
My jobs it always thrashes!
Wow! Wow! Wow!