No cryptic, witty, or double-meaning title necessary this time, as this very well exceeds any need for one. I've played the escort before, but this was my first honest-to-goodness date.
Saturday evening, Amanda & I went on what could only be described as an [epic at the end] adventure. We went to Lakeview (northwest New Orleans) to eat at Landry's seafood, on the shore of Lake Pontchartrain.
We got there at about 7:40, and were told that it'd be a 30-45 minute wait. No worries, as it was
30° 00' 25.16" N
90° 11' 53.10" W
7:03 AM CDT this morning (approximately 80 minutes ago).
Just a traded peck on the cheek, but I'm still on cloud 9½.
-KIE
Godspeed, Amanda.
First, I would like to call everyone's attention to the entry below, entitled "Tunnel". I'm not going to republish "Tunnel", because there is, well, information relative to the date & time it was published.
(I'm glad that the data wasn't corrupted when the blogs finally did come back online: I hadn't read Bink's topic in GD before posting it.)
In any case, I urge you to read that before reading this one, otherwise a bunch of this won't make sense.
Have you read it yet? Good.
Softba
This entry was typed this morning at my closet/office at the Joseph S. Yenni building, but not entered here at BZP because internet access is heavily restricted.
Okay, got a weekend schedule sorted out with Amanda.
She'll get here Friday afternoon, and head home, through Covington, Tuesday morning. (Covington, to interview for a job). This is after she tests for the TSA at the airport Monday, at 1 PM.
Which leaves me with the daunting task of finding stuff to do Saturday evening/Sunday afte
Paraphrase of a conversation overheard at a long table in a Baton Rouge Logan's Roadhouse two weekends ago...
"So, what's going to happen with Hurricane Erin?"
"More than likely, it'll approach land, say 'Am I ready yet? No.', and back away. This pattern will continue for about five weeks."
*laughter* "Okay, then what about Hurricane Felix?"
"Oh, he'll just wander around out in the Atlantic. If it does hit anything, it'd be a miracle."
For the record, Felix and Erin are my brother's f
The allure and statement of stripes and circles is something I'll never grasp.
A very circuitously-related opening shot, yes, but a segment from last Sunday's CBS Sunday Morning came to mind, and I had to address it.
Last year, around Halloween, I bought a book.
Tonight, 8½ months later, I finally finished reading it.
Mind you, I wasn't reading it consistently: it was only 31 chapters & 2 appendices (and the last 5 chapters were read tonight).
I'm not going to say that I'm proud
I'm getting that sense of impending doom once again.
I promised, more or less, the last of the model, the parts that weren't rushed to get done back in the spring, for the end of August. Not just the model, but a completed report on improvement runs made on a calibrated model.
I just started the subcatchments for Bridge City today.
Couple that with the fact that I'm spending 20 hours a week at the Yenni building and this "doth not bode well." Looks like I might be spending Friday afternoo
Nothing to say about David Vitter: haven't been following the news recently.
Yesterday was my first day on the job at Sewer Capital Improvement department of Jefferson Parish. My job description over there is to help out as needed, since I am the sole representative of Digital [Engineering & Imaging] (the company I work for), who happens to be the program manager. I don't know how it works, either, but the company gets paid while I'm there, so hey, I get to go. It was like another "first
Got something new to work with in the kitchen: speckled trout filets.
Kurt & Frank (two of my bosses) went fishing over the weekend, and caught several (40, give or take). Kurt fileted them and more or less donated them to whoever wanted them. I picked up a bag of 3 filets.
For the record, it's a lot easier to take the fish out of the salt water than it is to take the salt water out of the fish. Too bad I don't have a fryer like everyone else. (Small gulf fish filets like those are usual
18:50 CDT, 29 Jun 2007.
That's post time.
Okay, clarification: Post here stands for Power-On Self Test. It's a series of internal checks that happen when a system is powered up, before anything comes on screen. For a system to successfully post in this sense means that the hardware is cooperating with itself and the computer turns on.
Well, my computer posted on the first try. Yay.
HOWEVER, the RJ-45 (network) ports aren't working to let me connect to the internet. I don't know if it
Craig Biggio saved the Houston Astros.
Yes, folks, there is a Major League Baseball team in Houston. And yes, there is a member of the 3,000 hit club that didn't play (except wearing road greys/reds) in New York or Boston or Atlanta. Or even Los Angeles, for that matter.
Bidge's career accomplishment last night legitimized the Astros franchise: there will be an Astro in Cooperstown by 2015 (two, if you count Bags [Jeff Bagwell]). And if he's not first-ballot, well, that's East Coast Bias f
I kind of like this new fad of individual seals of approval that Omi, Smeag & Mak have started. I almost like it enough to make my own.
If I had the time, y'know. I've got a computer to build, and then there's this thing called "work".
Not content to leave a monster unmarked, I had to add a bit of style to my computer.
The following are either pure excessivities, or just things I could have paid less for, if I hadn't insisted on some silver or illuminescent bling. Because that's
Ten thousand views. Or functionally close to ten thousand views. Wow.
I only wonder how many of those views were me, trying to draw attention to this blog. Probably 70% of 'em.
One day, I might have as many views as Dok has comments.
One thing I hadn't mentioned I'd picked up over the weekend was a trio of insect bites: left Achilles tendon, left shin, right thigh. I thought they were mosquitoes, but they're now red & blotchy like an allergic reaction to fireants. Which is odd, becau
By the congratulatory messages, you can probably figure that it went well Saturday. Amanda didn't know I was coming, and was quite surprised.
We went out to eat at Jim Bowie kitchen, a place she was first brought to by James, her ex-boyfriend who henceforth need not be named. It's located in Duty, LA, about an hour away from civilization. Think Cracker Barrel on steroids. I haven't had fried shrimp like that in a good long while, and Dr. Pepper out of a widemouth Ball jar is still a unique ex
Another new component for the computer. I feel a sense of urgency about finishing it, to be honest. It's taking 4 months from thought to first boot.
Seagate Barracuda 7200.10 SATA 3.0 Gb/s 400 GB hard drive [gallery]
Two reasons why I waited so long to buy it. When I first picked it out in March, it cost $130. I bought it Wednesday for $100.
The price of computer components has been steadily trickling down, making way for the newer stuff. This is why a conspicuously key component remains a
Rivers flow into the oceans, and oceans never fill....
It's a secret.
Anyone that has the Jars of Clay CD Good Monsters, yes, there is no coincidence as to the title of this entry.
I'm going to do something about it Saturday.
The rest of you, well, you're not in on it, and you'll have to wait.
-KIE
Wheels of an iPod, that is.
Just a quick note: since I finally have an MP3 player, I might as well do this:
Soundtrack of my life Opening Credits: "Holy", Nichole Nordeman Woven and Spun Waking Up: "I Need You", Jars of Clay The Eleventh Hour (I could wake up to that. ) An Ordinary Day: "Chevette", Audio Adrenaline Some Kind of Zombie (...yeah ) The First Date: "My World", Holy Soldier Promise Man (ominous beginning.) Falling in Love: "Walk on Water", Audio Adrenaline Bloom (....heh) The
It's done.
My portion of the report was submitted at 12:25 PM CDT Friday, 55 minutes after the conclusion of my work day.
It wasn't all of it: there's still the Helios (not the "not a phone") being stupid. That'll likely be an addendum after Wallingford Software gets a bolt of intuition as to how to fix the problem: I'm tapped out.
I almost don't know what to do with myself, to be honest.
Oh wait, there's the other half of the modeling that had yet to been touched. That was a short v
Don't ask why I'm up at this hour.
When all else fails, swipe an image from Wikipedia
And then Cartoon Network decided to replace GITS:SAC with Shin Chan.
And this made KIE very upset, so much so that he more or less ignored "Adult Swim" during the week.
And then Cartoon Network decided to dump Shin Chan in favor of Bleach.
And then KIE was very happy.
Would you believe I still haven't seen every episode? Seriously, thanks for starting at the beginning.
-KIE
I think I'm going to make it...
By whatever stroke of luck that Helios continues not to cooperate, the amount of work that I have to get done for Friday's report has been pared down to a manageable level. I may escape from this [relatively] unscathed yet!
I just can't forget about the mapping that still needs to be done tomorrow.
I promised a computer component sometime this month, and tonight I deliver.
This is probably the only item that is a replacement more than an upgrade: my
Must move quickly.
Must decipher report template from upstairs, and fill in numbers accordingly.
Must clean up cost estimate that was miraculously finished in one day yesterday.
Must wade through plethora of news leads and post first news item later this afternoon.
Must determine what is wrong with InfoWorks' numerical model, and how to avoid the problem long enough to complete my model runs (time-varying data isn't just spastic, it's now flying out of logical ranges set by system re
Big Test #2 was passed tonight by FBC-Kenner....
New Life 0 1 0 0 1 0 0 2
FBC-Kenner 3 0 3 0 2 1 X 9I went 0-1, pop out to the pitcher to end the second inning.
I was straight-up subbed out after the third inning for Jason, who needs to get some playing time wherever.
Batting .154 on the season, it might be just as well. It's not like I'm that great at catching pitches anyway.
Like I said: all I'm good for is hustle.
In any case, we're 5-0-1, good for a .917 winning percentage.
And to think, this time last year I'd just ranted about the Astros offensive ineptitude, but did find a nice restaurant.
Todd & Melanie, myself, and my parents will probably eat there in a few weeks: even if they're $1, they're still hot dogs.
So here, I am, blogging for a year.
I've toed lines, pushed limits, gotten into hot water, and hopefully generally elevated the topics of discussion in BZBlogs.
See, all this time, and going forward, it's not been so much about garnering comm
The tropical cyclone season for the Atlantic Ocean runs from 1 June to 30 November.
(In other words, the 2007 hurricane season starts today.)
Levees in the Lower 9, New Orleans East, and on the Westbank & Algeirs still aren't up to par level. (Thus sayeth the all-wise Mayor Ray Nagin.) Haven't heard anything about east Jeff, which is sad because I, of all people, should have inside knowledge about it.
It's hurricane season.
God help us all.
-KIE
That's what my little brother says when he has to drive through Mississippi. Such a comment is usually met with "ha ha" laughter, but he's one not to find any redeeming qualities about the state to our immediate east.
Certainly not with their two major college programs, being the University of Mississippi and Mississippi State University. Southern Miss, he's ambivalent.
(Speaking of my brother, I wish him good luck: he has an 8:11,000ish chance of getting his name pulled later today for a $160
