marginalization of windows

I'm currently "watching" gizmodo's liveblog coverage of apple's WWDC 2009.  With all the everyday-focused enhancements (mail/jpg/pdf opening speed improvements, find my iphone, etc) it's obvious that apple computers really are computers for the average person, and windows machines are oddly enough for specialized interests.  That's what fascinates me- that Windows is now becoming marginalized as something used by the business or gamer subcultures alone.

Wood-Fired Pizza

I'm kind of fascinated at how pizza is somehow better when wood-fired.  Julia told me once about how the Studio City California Pizza Kitchen was the last of the CPK's to use a woodfire grill.  Somehow the rarity of it gives me the impression that it's better that way but quashed by CPKCorp for its inefficiency blah blah blah.  I dunno, I'd like to taste test two similar pizzas, one wood-fired the other .. gas fired?

Also, I like the idea of cooking a pizza myself, over a wood fire. It does seem like the sort of thing I'd fuck up, though.  I've never cooked a pizza the regular way and don't even really know what the regular way is, so when I say that I'd probably fuck it up, I mean I would fuck it up in a way that the word "debacle" only begins to describe.  

Still, sounds like fun.

That's Interesting...

I have never heard someone say "That's interesting..." at work without meaning "That's wrong."  What's funny is that it's generally a phrase used by people who don't know specific technical underpinnings of what they're commenting on, but are spotting a bug and attempting to process it.  Yeah, I've only heard people from QA and Product Development say that.  To be specific, I've never heard anyone say "THAT's interesting.." not "That's IIIiinteresting..." which seem to be the two different ways to intonate that phrase, where the latter could be synonymized as "Iiiiinteresting..." or "Huh."

Terminator Salvation

Saw Terminator Salvation last night.  I kind of liked it; it managed to engage me.  There were several edge-of-my-seat moments; exactly the same amount as in Star Trek, which rx'd nearly 3x the rotten tomatoes value.

Both movies suffer the same problem that many big budget summer science fiction films do: the assumption that once disbelief has been suspended for the larger science fiction devices, it's suspended for smaller oversights as well.  These movies feature a number of striking unlikelihoods: black holes, time travel, further time travel, sentient and malevolent machines, etc.  All of these are fine; if you pay to see a Terminator movie and can't suspend disbelief about future robots, you're .. wrong.  It's the smaller inaccuracies that really tend to break a movie for me.  In the case of TS, John Connor expends a huge effort to infiltrate skynet's San Francisco headquarters secretly.  He calls for backup from the resistance home base.  They dispatch a helicopter, which lands in the very middle of the RnD department completely unmolested.  They then just leave!  

In the case of Star Trek, the planet Vulcan is destroyed by a mining ship, which extends a gigantic laser gun thing into the atmosphere by a ricketyass chain- yes, a chain.  Star Fleet is dispatched from light years away and fails to save the planet.  Much later in the film, the laser beam is destroyed, unsurprisingly, because somebody shoots at the EXTREMELY LONG CHAIN and it unsurprisingly breaks.  Why didn't planet vulcan think to do this earlier?  

Eh.

Mein Kampf

Mein Kampf strikes me as a very bloggy kind of title.  More than that, as a LiveJournal post, written by a middle school student.  

A note; Mein Kampf may be spelled wrong, but I as I'm writing this at work, and who knows what internet police are watching, I don't want to search the internet to see if I'm right.  Because.  

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Dreams about buildings

I am substantially more likely to remember the shape of buildings than faces, names or events. I don't know why this is- maybe it's because they're often so BIG. This is doubly so for dreams...

I have very detailed memories of buildings in dreams from a really long time ago. Like, even though i have forgotten the context of the actual dream, I recall the great big white marble cube building, the tall and porous building made out of grass, and the home that was one giant room, but that room was made up of a field... that one for some reason reaaallly sticks out in my mind. It had a roof, an unusually shallow roof for a building of this size (it as big or bigger than any warehouse I've been in), but it had a glass roof and it was dreary out. And the field wasn't so much a field as... a grassy depression. There was one tree in the corner. It was as if winter was just coming to this room.