I’m totally lame. Literally. I torqued my ankle a few days ago so I’m now couch-bound and glued to Cinemax HD watching the Star Wars marathon since they’re playing all six episodes back to back. I had grand plans to start installing the composite floor in the loft above the Trunkmonkey Racing garage but it doesn’t look like that will get started until tomorrow.
70°F. In Pelham, NH. On November 9th. With a forecast high of 63°F. Welcome to New England, people.
The Litterbox, one of my first domains, used to be a Web site dedicated to domestic pet rescue and care. After a few years of operation quite a few other sites like Petfinder.com popped up that did a much better job of what my wife Kelly and I were trying to accomplish as a hobby in our spare time. So we emptied The Litterbox six or seven years ago and it had been sitting collecting dust since then.
But what good is an empty litterbox? Litterboxes should be full! So a few days ago I filled The Litterbox back up with what else but cat pee. Enjoy.
naymz, a new online identity service, claims to allow you to control your online identity. The premise is that search engines may still be linking to incorrect, outdated, or embarrassing data. naymz allows you to create a profile that is “guaranteed” to be at the top of search engine results to help prospective employers and dates find the “real you” and to reconnect with old friends.
One of my co-workers called me over to his desk this afternoon to show me an e-mail thread that had been bouncing around between a few of his family members. It went something like this:
Save those old phone bills!
If you can’t access those articles for some reason, you can Google phone tax Spanish and get several articles that tell about the decision to end the 108-year-old tax that had been implemented to help pay for the Spanish-American war.
Bottom line – you may be able to get refunds on taxes paid. 3% – may be worth it to you. I don’t know how much hassle will be involved.
According to the USA Today article, you can file for refunds back to 3/1/03 (2003, not 1903).
Crap! I just shredded all of those.
Call up NSA – they should have the records [VBG]
Werd. I love the Internet.
I made a new friend today out and about on my daily walk — a red-tailed hawk. It was perched on a branch on a walking trail near Pepper Computer and we took a few minutes to examine each other. Much to the hawk’s indifference I was about 10′ away as I walked by and snapped the camera phone pic. I’ve seen it around and know where the nest is but this is the closest I’ve been so far.
I have to laugh every time I hear the morning traffic reports on WBZ 1030 when they mention light cycle delays. All I can think of are TRON Light Cycles flying through the streets of Boston causing traffic jams. Go figure. I guess I’m a geek. But we already knew that! 😉
Some people sleep on the job while others camp out in the parking lot; at any given time over my lunch hour there are half a dozen or more people snoozing away taking their siesta in their cars. The Interdictor is still standing strong and holding down the fort even after a group of overzealous troops from the 82nd Airborne decided to poke at him with M4-A1s. UnDutchables 0.2.3 has been released which deprecates Wasia B7.1. And Trunkmonkey Racing is still seeking sponsorship.
Last weekend we spent all day in the woods up in Vermont doing recce for Trunkmonkey Run for the Border, Trunkmonkey Racing’s second New England Region brisk TSD road rally event. I finally got around to putting together Pepper Hacks, a knowledgebase for hacking Pepper Computer’s Pepper Pad. Speaking of which, the Pepper Pad is now on sale at Amazon.com! And now I go back to work…
I was the only kid in Junior High School with a Rolex. Of course it was purchased from a desperate street vendor in the middle of a torrential downpour in NYC who marked it down from $500 to a bargain $15, but that’s besides the point. With that said, that fake Rolex was the best watch I ever owned. Dead-on accuracy, pimping style, and it outlived my copious collection of Swatch, Timex, and Casio timepieces. The Rolex eventually disappeared, and I’m quite sure where it went; probably tossed away and forgotten in a box or bin somewhere in my Mom’s basement.
Regardless, the recent influx of spam for genuine replica Rolexes piqued my interest, so I started doing Web searches. I’d never purchase from a spammer, but spam routinely tickles my interest to search for a product elsewhere. It was during this exploration of my curiosity that I ran across Replica Center, a Web site that lists and rates fake Rolex suppliers and hobbyists. Not that I’m in the market right now, but it amused me to track down the cheap Chinese knockoff I used to proudly wear as an adolescent.
So, if you’re in the market to pimp out your wrist, ignore the spam; most of them are scammers anyway.