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My two hour American Values discussion just got cancelled, woohoo! I get to work out instead. Sitting in an overly-warm classroom discussing the people’s reaction to the FDR fireside chats or lifting and getting a huge endorphin rush, you make the call.

Texas toast does not taste like ass. Here is a quick recipe for cheesy bread I just whipped up:

Cheesy Texas Bread

Preparation time: 5 minutes

Cooking time: 8 minutes

Ingredients:

Texas toast, sliced thick (3 slices)

Shredded mozzarella or sharp cheddar cheese (1 cup)

Grated parmesan cheese (3 tablespoons)

Butter

Garlic powder

Italian seasoning

Red pepper flakes

Directions:

1) Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

2) Lightly butter the bread.

3) Sprinkle a tablespoon of parmesan onto the buttered side of each slice.

4) Season with garlic powder, italian seasoning and red pepper flakes to taste.

5) Cover each slice with 1/3rd cup of shredded cheese.

6) Place onto an ungreased cookie sheet.

7) Cook for 8 minutes.

Dannon Light n’ Fit Creamy yogurt tastes like ass. Avoid it much like the polar bear avoids the Miami sun.

Crazy dream #2: Just a few days ago I had a dream that involved moving down to Georgia. Since I don’t know anyone down there, I had to find housing by myself. All of the apartments were full or something so I ended up subletting a room in a mansion. The details of the mansion itself were fuzzy but there definitely was a pond in the back with some odd stones surrounding the perimeter. (It reminded me of a Mandelbrot set, now that I think of it. Do you dream in fractals? Thought not.) The owner of the mansion and (what could only be) his young daughter showed me to a room. They said there was only one problem, the bed had been in the pond earlier. Eh, whatever, I took the room anyway.

I fell asleep (in the dream) and woke up with two leech-like beings on my left hand. I immediately started to swat at them, trying to get them off. The owner and daughter (who must have been watching me sleep) yelled at me to stop and that these leeches would keep sucking until either they filled with blood or died. On closer inspection, the leeches had these coiled bodies that could expand and hold a LOT of blood. I had to get to the hospital, so I called Eric (who knows why he was in Georgia). He picked me up in some weird Dodge Neon-SUV hybrid (which can be explained by the fact that I fell asleep reading Motor Trend) and we tried to ask for directions to the nearest hospital. Everyone would give us directions, but different directions. Just as we got on the highway, I woke up. My entire left arm was completely asleep which explains the leech bit.

Mmm mmm consumerism…

Nothing like a 4.5 month hiatus to get the juices flowing. Expect updates to slowly build up over the weeks until a digital cacophony overwhelms all.

Ever wanted to print a man page in unix? You can’t simply pipe the output straight to a printer device, it just won’t work. Most normal workstations will have a2ps installed, a tool that converts ascii text to a PostScript file.

To print a man page: man {someSubject} | a2ps -m -P {printerName}

To save a man page in PS format: man {someSubject} | a2ps -m -o {fileName}

Metro VERSUS Festiva this SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY…

One of the best Slashdot posts I have ever seen, it actually made me laugh out loud:

I can see it now; toe to toe late one night ata stoplight. One man revs his engines, the other responds with a growl of his own. The other prepares his mind for the upcoming duel, the other is hurriedly inputing up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, b, a…..

Original here.

More important than a new laptop, I got to see Elaine last night! She moved from Ann Arbor to Philadephia quite awhile ago, so it was great to see her. She was having dinner with a bunch of her friends from her last job, working at a comic book store. She was a bit concerned that I wouldn’t fit in. Me, not fit in? I was just as geeky as the rest of them, it just didn’t show as much… Just kidding, they seemed like a great bunch of people.