August 31st, 2003



Well, Greg brought scarlatti out to meet me at the airport, and then the three of us returned to their house for hugs and chat and pizza. And Father Ted, and Open All Hours.
And now I've been delivered to the hotel, where I've checked in and I'm about to go to bed.

And I've got Red Dwarf (with a laughter track, ugh) and Dr Who (Silvester McCoy and Bonnie Langford, ugh).
But I'm on-line, and posting in real-time.

Now, what about a non-contract dial-up ISP with a number which is local to the DC area?

Something is undetermined in the state of dougs

Random etymology of the day: "Frustration", from the Latin word "frustrum", something that stops happening before it gets to the point.

I said before that I'd write about this later. That would be now. Still inconclusive, but I'll write it and post it anyway.

Both scarlatti and I want this to work. In fact, even Greg wants this to work. And in the early part of yesterday evening, that's how it looked.

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Random mistranslation of the day: "I think, therefore I have no access to the level where I sum"