It snowed here the other day. I shoveled our walk and parking spaces. Didn't bother to clean off my car, since I pretty much haven't left the house expect for bowling last night. All dressed up and no place to go. However, I might be getting deployed to a new gig tomorrow. Sweet! We'll see how this pans out.

I need to do some research and review some external hard drives so I can declutter and move old files off my computer. It couldn't defrag properly because there wasn't enough space I guess. I'm thinking of getting a 500 Gig drive. They're surprisingly inexpensive. Plus I'll finally be able to move all my old files off my Windows 98 machine and organize them a little better.

Fun photo, but old news: The Xydexx Food Group. I've eaten all of that, but I still have three bottles of Pony Malta left.

I can't wait for the nice weather to start again so I can go biking. Cabin fever and all that.

There's so much Important Research still to be done. I still haven't created Xydexx’s Unabridged North American Guide To Humpcatting or the Squeakyponyland Guide to Import/Export.

There is also the possibility of MegaHAL posting his biking adventures.

So many ideas, so little time to explore them all. Lately I've mostly been dabbling in recipes, like Swedish Butter Cookies and Oatmeal Raisin Cinnamon Cookies. The only problem is once I'm done someone has to eat all those cookies, and it's usually me. Seriously, I have like four dozen cookies left. So I'm going to have to hold off on more baking for a little while---despite my urge to experiment and add things like honey and banana to them.

Gotta run off and watch BSG with Rigel. Will update more later.

Xydexx

Here are some ruminations regarding Rich Chandler and the Hiroshima Cluehammer, in response to some wild accusations he made about me on his journal a while back. It's probably not of much interest to anyone, but the best defense against lies is truth, and I've gotten a bit tired of people who make delusional claims about me.

Perhaps Rich Chandler will finally get the clue he so desperately needs after all these years.

But I kinda doubt it.

Back from bowling. We went to Ruby Tuesday's for dinner. The service was good, but the food was mediocre. We played three games. My score was 106/164/111. That should bring my average up a little bit, hopefully. My current average this year is 119.

I should make a bowling book to write scores in. Currently I'm just using a notepad. Here are instructions on how to make a book. It would be nice to have a little book to carry around and scribble notes in. Writing it down means I don't have to remember it. I'm absent-minded enough as it is!

Xydexx

"Everyone in this fandom knows that the real folks in control are the Secret Furry Order of the Ceramic Dalmatian. Founded in 1996, they are notorious for their obscene anthropomorphic depictions of Wurlitzer jukeboxes and Moldy Cheese Blintzes. Clearly, something must be done to stop this menace at once, before we're all replaced with bellybuttons from the Naval Academy."

There needs to be a Secret Furry Order of the Ceramic Dalmatian. We could be like the Illuminati, only stranger.