So I have this bike. See the pretty bike. You know how people say that riding a bike is a skill you never lose? I wonder if those people ever went seven or eight years without riding a bike, then tried to hop on one. Yeah, that was a little scary, particularly on skinny little road bike tires. The bike’s a little big for me; benefits of being short and stubby, I suppose. I also don’t have a name for it. “Sexy Bike (TM)” is already taken by Mae’s… well, sexy bike. I took it on campus early this morning (before anyone would be awake on a Saturday to see…

So I’m working back in the hardware shop now, breaking fixing the internals of laptops and doing reloads. I was replacing the hard drive in a friend’s laptop, and as I was checking on the status of the file backup from the old drive, I noticed she had some rather funny data. Nothing scary, just something that made me laugh. Travis and I ended up having the following exchange in the shop: Me: I want to pick on her about it, but that’d be unethical. You can’t pick on people about what you happen to see on their hard drive when backing up their files. Travis: You can if you…

No, shoes. Completely by accident, I ran into WO and his family at the mall while shopping today. (Yes, I do shop, and that’s beside the point, damnit.) Anyway, they were attempting to buy WO shoes, which is made difficult by the fact that poor guy has huge feet. Or, well, I thought that was the difficult part. Turns out WO may very well be the most finicky shopper I’ve ever met. We went through the (admittedly slim) pickings at the local mall until WO’s father pulled us back into the first store we’d gone into that had the widest selection of men’s casual dress shoes. Wait–“casual dress shoes”… It…

So WO is back in town, and I went out for Thai food with his family. Post-dinner, WO, his 16-ish year-old sister P., and I went out for milkshakes and embarrassing jokes. On our way back, in the pouring rain, a car was stopped ahead of me with lights flashing. As I eased around, we saw that it looked like someone had been hit by a car. She wasn’t moving or responding to the calls of the person leaning over her, and ambulances hadn’t arrived yet. We pulled off and used P’s cell phone to call an ambulance (which someone or several someones had already done), but the damage was…

Lissa: Dr. 7 came in to congratulate me–a bug in my profile in KoL that he reported caused a system wide bug fix, and my fucking zip file is extracting. WO: It is?! WO: How? Lissa: PkZip is smart enough to just fucking extract the files one by one without trying to play mommy and tell me what’s wrong with file #27462272 when I care about file #1. WO: Yay! WO: Wait. WO: P… K…? WO: Are you seriously using pkZip? WO: I mean, like, Grampa PK? Lissa: The old PkZip program? Yeah. Version 8.0 for Windows […]. Courtesy of Dr. 7. WO: Awesome. Yes, Grampa PKZip saved my bacon:…