Folks have given us many wonderful gifts recently, and some of the cards they selected really stood out. Here are some of our favorites: This one was hand-letterpressed, which added even more to the wonderful bizarreness of the message. Someone spent serious time setting and then producing this card. Given by our pals Kris and […]
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Posted 23 July 2008
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It’s a lot easier to find a parking place at half past midnight on Independence Day.
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Posted 04 July 2008
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Dunn Bros. Coffee in Linden Hills, Minneapolis — Friday is toddler music hour. Shortly after these photos, tots started pouring in with their moms and a dude with a banjo and harmonica set up. Since I had sound-isolating earphones in, I saw “heads and shoulders, knees and toes” but heard “Enter Sandman.” It was a […]
I was in Regina, Saskatchewan for a few hours yesterday with a prospective customer. Regina’s the home of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, and it’s a fair ways north. After work, we went to a (really good) steakhouse, emerging with full bellies around 10:00 p.m. It was still light out; the sun was just going […]
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Posted 25 June 2008
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The air travel didn’t so much rock the house this week. I was in Albany today (well, Schenectady) after a laundry overnight last night. Now sitting on a Barbie Pencil Jet at Dulles to Manchester NH, since my scheduled flight to Boston won’t leave until at least 00:30 (and I bet it will canx entirely, […]
It’s hard to tell, but this is the Carlsbad Courtyard by Marriott. Took the long way to Chicago this week (it was cheaper.) Now here’s the funny thing. This is the Carlsbad airport. All of it. All of it. Well, okay, half of it. The second doublewide is the post-security waiting room. In which we […]
The snacks at a computer security conference generally run toward the four basic food groups: coffee, soda, candy and booze.
Hey all. Lest you think that Kirsten is the only blogger around, I’ll raise my keyboard for a sec and chip in. We’ve embarked on our yearly May Festival of Travel. It seems Kirst can’t avoid going to Bonn every spring, and she’s headed there in about a week. I find myself this evening in […]
Going to San Francisco for k2’s last hurrah before the baby comes.