In which I share something I learned today

Do you know what almost no one seems to own anymore?

Jumper cables, that's what.

Hi, Mom!

Many One of you has asked, more or less, "What's the dealio with the Scribd thing you posted?" Allow me to explain.

A couple weeks ago, my mom asked for help with a presentation. Basically, she needed a web-based way to house a bunch of videos and documents for this presentation. I suggested, after some simmering, a blog, and she went for it! My mom's totally a blogger now, although temporarily so, at least as far as I know.

In any case, as we were working, I think I probably over-explained something (sometimes it's hard to know what someone knows, you know?), prompting her to exclaim, "You know, I read your blog," which I had actually kind of figured out by the server logs and which, hey, me, too. I read my blog, too, Mom.

So anyhow, my very boring story of the Scribd thing is: I was testing it here first. Feel free to wave to my mom if you like.

Test of a thing

Test Test

Because that would be kind of odd.

Overheard erroneously yesterday from an older guy visiting the Newseum: "I re-wrote the last chapter of For Whom the Bell Tolls thirty-nine times."

Some googling turns up what he was probably on about. Behold, the magic of the internet!

Un chiste no sumamente chistoso

I have conceived of a not particularly good joke en español:

Q: ¿Qué pasa?

A: La uva pasa.

Also, I saw Dave Matthews this afternoon. He is tall.

I once had vision.

I appear to be falling from the heights of eyesight greatness. I've heretofore enjoyed excellent eyesight, but today I mistook an 8 for a 0 on the computer screen. Later, it was mistaking a 6 for a 0.

Maybe I just like zeroes.

Or I was tired.