There’s no occasional food that stirs more mixed emotions in me quite
like shrimp salad tacos. The sexy flesh of firm shrimp, to which each
bite has two meaty pearls – firm but give in a satisfying tear and
gnash. The verdigris: lettuce, cilantro, scallions, cucumber tasting
as vital as they are vibrant. Earthy fried corn, toasty, shiny, with
spots of deep sweet ochre where the seed coat was left to
caramelize. Sun kissed tomatoes with a sharp acid redness that along
with key limes tries to battle the silken lushness of the aioli that
manages to push throughout the confines of the toasted white corn
tortilla.

But… this isn’t a confession of a husky boy.

I eat, and I try to enjoy… I anticipate this meal when I know,
that it’s going to be just me in the house for the evening. I must
admit I don’t have it often, not because Snuffy is allergic to any
sea-faring creature with an exo-skeleton. I came up with this dish
when he was away on business, and though I am afforded the luxury of
enjoying it to its fullest potential when I do prepare it, I know
that he’s somewhere… away from me.

The taste is my sinful delight, my sadness is my penitence…

Taken from – http://twitter.com/macboyx/statuses/51202942
MacboyX: At a McDonalds in OC NJ. They have free wifi… how do I know? There is a sign on the mirror in the bathroom

@macboyx that's a english beat song "Mirror in the bathroom wifi's free. There's no wep just use and eat… Mirror in the bathroom room room

—  pinoyboy (@pinoyboy) May 5, 2007

Me: @macboyx that’s an English Beat song “Mirror in the bathroom wifi’s free. There’s no wep just use and eat… Mirror in the bathroom room room

My Lyrics
Mirror in the bathroom wifi’s free.
There’s no wep just use and eat
When you’re in the restaurant
just sit right down
You can stuff your face while you are surfing

English Beat Lyrics
Mirror in the bathroom
please talk free
The door is locked
just you and me.
Can I take you to a restaurant
that’s got glass tables
You can watch yourself
while you are eating.

According to tmbw.net news, they found out from some press release that They Might Be Giants will be at Detroit’s Concert of Colors. Yay! Unfortunately, if (I’m putting in an if, just because I don’t want to jinx things) I’m going to PodCamp Midwest I won’t be able to see them.

I let Cibo Matto’s appearance at the Concert of Colors slide back in 2001 then kicked myself in the ass after finding out they broke up later that year.

Conundrum

We’ve had a major roll out of notebook computers here in the enterprise. Faster processors, internal wifi cards, and windows XP loaded on each one. Though I’m not one to point out the weird office quirks in situ but I am perfectly comfortable to jibe about it here in the anonymity of the internet.

People are constantly running off to meetings and they tote these notebooks to review documents, stay connected over corporate IM, and stay abreast of their e-mail. We have a wireless system that makes hand off between access points seamless, so you don’t lose your IP or session. For instance, when I go to a meeting, I close the lid of my MacBook and walk away. When I get to my destination, my SSH sessions are still open, my chat hasn’t closed off, and all other persistent connections are still in tact; however my Windows friends aren’t so lucky.

When a Windows user closes the lid to their laptop, all functions seem to go haywire. After opening the lid, these people claim that applications don’t behave properly, the wireless card doesn’t reconnect, or the system runs doggedly slow. To prevent this, people walk around the complex with open laptops. Some hug them to their person with the screen brushing up with their belly others slide keyboard end into their briefcase, but the oddest creature of all is the laptop server.

No, not the server in the client/server sense, but like the waiter or waitress in a restaurant sense. Carrying a laptop in their upturned palms of their hands as if they were going to server canapes off the wrist wrest. Sometimes climbing stares or riding the escalator, these laptop servers are carefully scrutinizing what is happening on screen with no regard to the people around them.

Frankly, I wish that wearable computers were invented. Just thinking about someone with clunky goggles for a heads-up display walking into a pylon as they try to read email, makes me giggle.