This is going to be one of those eratic blogs. The kind that’s all over the place, with no real rhyme or reason.
You’ve been warned.
The “Service Engine Soon” light came on in our car this afternoon. If you had seen our bills this week, you would know what horrible timing that little red light bulb has. The wife has requested I call around to some auto parts store in the morning to ask if they will scan the car and tell us what the problem is for free. We can then decide how soon we will have to address the problem.
Unfortunately, I’m not sure with what money we will be fixing the car.
Life goes on.
Neil Gaiman warns people away from Windows Vista in this blog entry. From what little interaction I’ve had with Vista, I agree with his warning.
I’ve had people try to get me on the Vista bandwagon. It has yet to work and with increasing blurbs like the one at the above link, I’m not sure it ever will.
Of course, I’m the one who was dragged, kicking and screaming, from Windows 95 to Windows 98 (the kicking and screaming continued through 2000 and, finally, XP).
I’ve begun reading Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury. And by “begun reading”, I mean I’ve read the first thirty or so pages and have then proceeded to have no time whatsoever to read any further. Such is what happens to most books I read.
I should really set aside “Reading Time for Rob”.
After a winter that lasted five and a half months, spring has finally arrived. The snow has melted in most places, it’s been replaced with green grass and mud. The sound of lawn mowers humming in the distance, people wearing t-shirts instead of heavy coats, being able to walk to work without the concern of my face going numb along the way.
Welcome, spring. I’ve missed you.
It’s five in the morning, I Love Lucy has just ended and I think it’s time for bed. My cat agrees.
(I am generally a boring person.)