Sometimes you have to rebel just for the sake of not being a sheep.

First of all a tiny belated birthday to Sonilla of sonilla.com, who hit another birthday sometime yesturday. Hope you had a good one!

Finally got a lazy weekend. Played a lot of Navy Seals – Covert Operations [archive.org link] to “evaluate” it, and my initial impressions weren’t all that good, but after a while it gained in appeal. Saturday I ended up running around town some, and finally got the duvet dry-cleaned. This removed the cat-pee smell, and also had the added bonus of evenly distributing the inside fluff. Also wandered through the malls to see if anything had changed, and discovered the same ‘ol, same ‘ol. Met up with solas [archive.org link] in London Drugs and we hooked up to play with the OS/X machines they had there. No sign of the new iMacs yet though. I was shocked by the prices of the flat panel LCDs. Someone said they were way down in price, but no chance. Admittedly London Drugs is higher priced than one could get them for, but the cost of a 15″ LCD was still in the $800+ range 🙁

My dream workstation would have two machines, each of the same specs. One would have a Matrox dual head card that would power two 17″ (hell, lets make it 19″!) LCD monitors for me to do “real” work on. The other box would have a huge ass 21″ CRT that would be used pretty much exclusively for gaming (as CRTs don’t have the delays and “ghosting” that LCDs (still) have).

Sunday I pretty much sat on my ass. There was nothing on TV as usual, so I got through some more of Cryptonomicon and played more Navy SEALs. Had dinner with my parents and had an awsome Indian meal (which went nicely with the one I had at the GM restaurant in Maple Ridge Saturday night. They had just gotten back from Bali and Singapore last week, and had some neat stuff, including a very nice (but too cold to wear outside right now) shirt, and chopsticks in a beautifully carved chopstick box. Very snazzy.

This morning had me in a good workout…. 20 min of running at 6.0 left me sweating and out of breath, which, while painful, was good. Tomorrow is a sleep-in day! Whohoooo!