Trussed is a Must

I indulged in the juxtaposition of consumer electronic and commuting today. I can't quite get it to work. I'm not saying that I can't get the PSP to my work, I can do that. I'm not a complete moron.
I am, in fact, a half rapier wit. What I can't do is wear headphones while carrying the PSP in my pocket. Oh, I can put the headphones on, sit still and listen to music. I can feed the cables into my clothes to make it look like I know what I'm doing. But the cord slips down the neck of my shirt and when I look left it pulls the left earphone out. (of my ear, geesh) As I walk, the cables work their way downwards pulling the earphones out. The PSP bounces around in my pocket, but if I put it in my backpack I'm likely to strangle myself putting the back pack on, or yank the headphones out of the jack when I take it back off.
Finally, I have found something I suck at. I can't seem to get the remote to clip onto a convenient part of my clothing. Basically, I get set up in a particular mode with it's necessary trade-offs, then need to get undressed to reconfigure into a different mode, like sitting.
This can be a problem when getting onto a bus.
Two other things before I sleep. (well three and a link)
1) You sit down. You pick up the laptop, turn it on and settle to do important work. (read comics, write blog about comics) The laptop takes up all of the room on your lap, except the little bit between your torso and the front of the laptop. It's always there, even if your gut over hangs the thing. It is this gap that calls to cats. It calls them and says, "Free space for sleep."
Jasmine is currently in that gap, generating enough heat to power a small city. It an amazing spot that is always comfortable. Always. Even when you (as a cat) need to crane your neck at ninety degrees to fit against the armrest. I'd send photos, but Felicity is in evening hibernation.
2) Kill Bill was on tonight. On free-to-air TV. It was cut as much as the bad-guys.
Also, David Boreanaz is back on TV as Angel in CSI on a show called Bones. Which is about Vampires and the Wraith from Stargate Atlantis coming to an agreement about how to divide up the human race, which was embarrassing because I had friends over. Wait, that was a dream.
Link: (SFW)
Alsoalso, Jasmine has the same evening hibernation affliction as Felicity. Right now she (Jasmine) is sitting in the gap, crammed under the laptop, all feet together on one side sitting up and watching the screen. And she keeps nodding off.
It's cute.
She'd be asleep already if I could stop myself from laughing.

Wholey Cow

I Haven't posted in a long time. My feet are numb. We have curatins(blinds) in some of the rooms now. And we have an awsome camera, the cat rocks and zombies.

I have no head power to drive this thing. Still.
Brains.

More detail later.

Gee, Zues will $ave $ave $ave!!!

It's the first day of spring. Nothing is different to the last day of autumn, except an arbitrarily new phase of the year to be in. By the time I finish writing this, it will be spring everywhere south of the equator, except most of south america.
MODAL DIALOGS. If you are designing a user interface that lives in a windowing system, please find some way to get the users attention other than putting up a modal dialog that steals focus. I want my focus back.
My name is Racket Samurai, you stole my focus, repair the sky.
I had an awesome dream the other night with giant spiders, and an alien parasitic infestation and high-rise appartments. When the zombies come, I'm gonna go skiing.

I think there is a lesson in that for all of us. If you dream about worms crawling into your friends and turning them into mindless zombies who reign destruction* upon the earth and you wake up with a twitchy eye, go skiing.
Or to Japan. That would be cool.
I could train with the grand master, buy a new gi, travel on a rail system at hundreds of kilometres per hour and find out why the JSDF needs to recruit small boys to pilot giant robots against their will. I mean, Andrew would kill to pilot a giant robot and he's really good at it and has a badge and everything.
I wonder if Skyla will be piloting giant robots when she grows up. That's the kind of world I want to live in.
If you want to live in my kind of world, do something about it today. Complain to your friends that other countries are run by morons. Write a letter to your local shit-ball rolling popularity competition winner about how you should be getting government support because the gardener doesn't pay himself, you know. Line up at the supermarket and complain how much the government wants to run your life and point out how much anarchy is the solution.
You see, when the earth changes come and the mystery planet arrives heralding the arrival of peak oil society will crumble because the number of polygons video cards will render will not increase any more and all games made from then on will suck.

I've got to get this stuff out of my system more often. That left a burning sensation that is a little uncomfortable. Damn eye twitch.

*You know, when destruction is in charge. Like in that song. Do you think Zeus and Odin hung out together? Who had a better car? How did they play Doom before computers?