…8 days and counting.

Randomness for the day includes…

I went for a quick jog this morning and was on high-alert for a couple of big dogs in the neighborhood, as usual. However, I failed to notice a kamikaze Robin that had lined up my head for an attack vector. I may now have a new phobia.

My wife left me with only 3 teaspoons of brewed coffee this morning. I had to make my own. So, in an act of defiance, I brewed an entire pot of Sumatra all for myself.

On a related note: I’m now vibrating into another dimension and reconsidering the wisdom of caffeine being used in any sort of defiant act.

I’m taking a business trip to Foster City/San Francisco in a little over a week. I’m looking forward to it. I’m totally slacking on little details that I know I’ll regret if I don’t get together (eg. recovering music for the MP3 player from a failed hard drive is at the top of that list).

I’m still debating if it’s possible to pack a MacBook Pro in just a padded sleeve inside a regular backpack through airline carry-on or if that would surely mean smashed-and-trashed death for it?

I’m testing “Ecto” as an offline blog editor. So, if there’s anything weirder than usual about this post – it’s probably due to that. I’ll give a verdict on Ecto after I’ve had a little time with it.