- Errata Security: Confirmed: LinkedIn 6mil password dump is real – The updates on this are particularly interesting, as he writes about the speed of cracking passwords.
Also, I want one of those video cards.
- An Architect’s Guide to Color – Color is beckoning this season, and one architect is heeding the call with a plethora of new hues to tempt your house's palette.
- Review: Sufan Stevens, Son Lux And Serengeti, ‘Beak And Claw’ : NPR – I picked up this album on iTunes and have to say that it's as quirky and cool as this review makes it out to be.
- Linux computer the size of a thumb drive now available for preorder – "[…] the Cotton Candy, a tiny computer that looks like a USB thumb drive. The device, which can run either Ubuntu or Android 4.0, has a dual-core 1.2GHz ARM Cortex-A9 CPU, 1GB of RAM, and a Mali 400MP GPU that allows it to decode high-definition video."
- Bash One-Liners :: bashoneliners.com – I think this is incredibly cool. A wide variety of geeky tasks here.
- Cruise Ship Didn’t Aid Drifting Boat, Passengers Say : NPR – "One of the other birders on the Star Princess was Judy Meredith from Bend, Ore. She says, "We all watched him for a bit and thought, 'This guy's in distress. He's trying to get our attention. And he doesn't have a motor on his boat.' We could see that."
Strange how that took so long.
Well, here it is:
We took our second trip to Pawleys Island on our anniversary weekend. Notice the lack of links to that first trip? That’s because 1) I didn’t take my camera, and 2) I was hiding from the world after my wedding.
I forgot the good camera again this time, although given the way sand managed to insinuate itself everywhere, I’d’ve been afraid to unseal the carrying bag.
After roasting wonderfully on the beach, we spent time wandering around Brookgreen Gardens–again, our second visit. Last year, I was much more acutely into gardening (living in my last apartment wasn’t encouraging, but my garlic and my green onion lived on until this summer). This year, I had a horribly sore neck and it was about 105 degrees outside, so I was mostly trying not to take a jarring step.
That said, Greg and I were once-again awed by the live oaks with spanish moss. Awed enough that an idea began to set in when I returned to Charlotte.
The Warrior Dash was terrible. It hurt, it was embarrassing, it was gross, it was filthy, and it was wet.
I think this is where I’m supposed to swoon and say I’d do it again in a heartbeat.
Screw that. Maybe in a year, once I’ve properly trained up and can do 25 weighted pull ups with only my bad arm, but going in after a month of not training was 10 kinds of shenanigans.