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It's a beautiful Friday, not a cloud in the sky. There was a huge full moon hanging over the horizon when I started my commute this morning. I'm typing this in my office while looking out the window, watching armies of squirrels and chipmunks digging through the landscaping of the office park, looking for nibbles to store away for the winter. Their cheeks are full.

Almost too pretty to work. I should be out on a golf course somewhere, experiencing the outdoors first hand, watching the deer nibble the edge of the fairway and hearing the geese tank up in the lake before they continue south.

But, crap, I have work to do. A conference call to call, code to code, planning to plan.

Random Stuff

What a day. I'm feeling a random giddiness, though the vodka martini hasn't hit the bloodstream quite yet (I bought the good stuff yesterday).

An hour and a half commute into work, two hours back. Friday the 13th hits with a vengence. Cool bumpersticker of the day, and it's a geeky physics joke: "If this bumpersticker is blue, you're driving too fast." (bumpersticker is red).

And, in that vein, have you always wanted to know if you're a Scientist or Engineer? This is from my H.S. Geometry/Pascal teacher (set way-back-machine to mid-80s):

Three Scientists and Three Engineers are put into a room, and handed beer steins. A keg is placed on the other side of the room. The referees tell the Scientists and the Engineers the rules: When the refs blow the whistle, the Scientists and Engineers are to cross exactly halfway to the keg. When the whistle blows again, the Scientists and Engineers are to cross exactly half the remaining distance. And so on and so on, crossing half the remaining distance each time. The refs blow the whistle the first time. The Scientists stay where they are, but the Engineers move forward half the room. The refs blow the whistle again. The Engineers cross half the remaining distance, but the Scientists still haven't moved. The refs ask the Scientists to explain. "Well," the Scientists say, "If you go half the distance, and half again, and half again, you can never actually get all the way there". "That's true," say the refs, "but then why are you moving, Engineers?" The Engineers reply: "Because you can get close enough for all practical purposes."

For some final randomness, here's a pic of my last big catch when I went fishing in Florida (yes, it was windy).....