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2005 was the warmest year on record. Feel free to panic in whichever way seems most appropriate to you.
I’d just like to take this opportunity to gloat a little and say, “If we would have elected the Al Gore in 2000, none of this would have happpened. Our cars and power plants would have been running on love, not fossil fuels.”

I wake up in the morning, can’t find my grey pants. How do you lose pants? It’s not like I go over to a friend’s house and put them down to play some crazy MMORPGS and forget to pick them up when I run out the door to my third-level black belt ninja LAN party. It’s also really hard to lose my pants in the same places that I usually lose my keys and my thumb drive (where is my thumb drive?). A pair of pants takes up some space and is pretty hard to miss lying on my dresser.
How do you spell grey? Are you a fan of gray with an ‘a’ or is it grey with an ‘e’? Or is it one of those things where it depends on the gender of the subject. For example, a grey whale vs a gray shirt?
I digress. Then I make a heat a bowl of grits in the microwave while I try to decide from which bottle of hot sauce I will partake on this day.

Sorry I’m so sporadic with posting here. I suppose my weeks are mainly filled with going to work and coming home to lie around. So I’ll tell you about my weekend.
Friday night I went out salsa dancing at Habana Village. Now I have to tell you, this is DC’s premier club for Salsa. I know because I’ve been to that one. There are three floors of great dancing music, two with live bands. It is also the most diverse club I’ve ever been to. It’s in a narrow Adams Morgan building, so the dance floors are pretty crowded. But I only got one elbow to my face. I feel bad about interrupting that girl’s spin.
Well, anyway, this was my first time trying my hips at salsa dancing. I have to say it was a pretty intimidating thing. Especially after I saw all the guys there that really could dance. I had a great time anyway, though. Still, I’m not adverse to taking some lessons before I go back.
When I woke up Saturday morning, which was not during the hours one would typically consider “morning,” I started some work on MemBap.org, the website for Memorial Baptist Church in Williamston, NC. All that seemed very much like what I’ve been doing at work for the past two weeks. The difference is that php is much more fun than Java and Struts.
I then rounded out the night with some Will Rock. Now, Will Rock probably isn’t the best FPS out there, it’s just the one I have. There is an awful lot of shooting, though. It came with my video card, which I have to say is pretty hot. I’m afraid I’m not getting my full use of it if I’m not playing video games though. Of course, when I do play video games on it, I can’t make use of the dual-monitor support. I need to find a hot dual monitor FPS. Well, in case you care I played the game a bit when I first got it, but I got much farther last night than I ever have before. In bed at 2.
Then last night I had this dream where I was applying Ctrl-Z to the universe. That was a pretty cool feature. Not only did it reverse people’s actions, but I could also see the changes in the snippets of object code above their heads. I love dreams like that.

Monster truck rally pictures.

You probably don’t care, but I just uploaded some of my really old pictures from North Carolina Governor’s School.