Monthly Archives: April 2003

Did I also mention?

I hate tourists in my city?

Caught, Part II

     “See? It’s Bruce Lee.”
     I stop just before exiting the door and do a cursory check of the train. No other slant eyes here. Even though my eyes are round, probably due to all the spanish influence. Four hundred years can’t help but have an effect, after all.
     My eyes catch an older gentleman wearing a cap with an american flag embroidered on it. His finger is starting to come down from pointing. There’s a child there, maybe four years of age, and he’s staring directly at me.
     I know what I should have said. I should have said, “No, actually, I can’t be Bruce Lee, because he’s dead. God bless America.”
     But I didn’t. The chimes signaled the imminent closing of the doors, and honestly, I had better things to do.

And suddenly

Everything is green again.

Oh boy.

And THEN, the big color printer decided to stop working, and now I’m waiting on the repair guy, who is an hour out.


Earlier today, I had something of import to write here. Something witty, I think.

This morning, PEPCO, in its infinite wisdom, decided to cut power to everybody, switch it back on, then cut the power again, and then switch it on, then switch it off, all in the span of about 10 seconds. This power fluctuation wackiness, then caused a very important network switch to lose its configuration. There was also the matter of taking down the servers gracefully. Then there was the fact that I had Blackberrys to configure and test. Then there was the matter of the USB to serial adapter not working for the Blackberrys, since there are machines here without serial ports.

Then I looked at the clock and saw that it was 8:45 in the morning.

Ah, Friday.