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These are words with a "D" this time

I hear from various sources occasionally that readers find themselves unable to leave comments. I can't complain a lot, considering that I have paid exactly nothing to have the links from enetation powering the comments on my blog.

On the other hand, I suppose I could look at implementing Blogger's own system or some other solution. Use my gmail addy to the right to help me decide?

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King Crimson - Elephant Talk

Quick Update

Crazy Train

My work schedule es muy loco these days. My own sanity is teetering on the brink because even though we were supposed to deliver code three days ago, the business side of the house has not yet signed off on the requirements, and in fact they continue to request changes. This is clearly going to be a case of giving the users exactly what they ask for, which is not at all what they want. However, I've basically been told to shut up, so I'll just build them what they've asked for.

As these day and nights all begin to blur into each other, I realize that I did exactly the right thing by going ahead and taking my trip to Hawaii at the beginning of the month. Being here wouldn't have had any impact on the project, and I had the chance to fall in l, ummm spend time with a great friend.

What I Did On My Summer Vacation

I stayed at giant pink hotel, right on Waikiki Beach, The Royal Hawaiian. I climbed up to the rim of Diamond Head, which turned me into a giant sweaty mess.

I Want To Ride My Bicycle

Not that I have any time to actually use it, but I decided to buy myself a nice new bicycle. The evil useless moving company sent me a $300 check that is supposed to compensate me for the delayed delivery of my goods, so I promptly spent it (and more) on a 2005 Specialized RockHopper Sport. (I'd link to the bike itself, but they have an annoying cookie check that prevents deep links. Way to leverage the web, guys).

For the record, the evil useless moving company is still dicking me around on the repair/replacement of the stuff they lost and/or damaged.

How Do You Like It? How Do You Like It?

Best. Dinner. Ever.

Saturday, I spent the day with my friend Ken, who lives here in Hawaii. We took a long leisurely drive up the windward side of Oahu to the North Shore. We spent about an hour on a mostly deserted beach, then had a late lunch at Haleaiwa Joe's. We then headed down the middle of the island and we split up for a couple hours to freshen up and get ready for dinner.

Said dinner was at Momomo, a recently opened Japanese restaurant. I don't think I've ever had more fun at a dinner. I suppose that might have been helped by the steady of fl0w of sake, but the wonderful servers, the great tasting food, the terrific atmosphere, and of course the adorable dining companion all added up to an evening that I'll remember forever.

Bittersweet.

Why are the best guys so far away? OK, at the moment he's pretty well nearby, but I leave tonight and then there will be 6000 miles between us again. At least we've got this intraweb thingy.

Aloha

Waikiki ho!

It's nice to be back in Honolulu. The trip was uneventful.

When I was waiting in the gate area at Atlanta, I saw that they were offering standby upgrades to first class. I checked to see if I could get on the list, but since I got my ticket using frequent flyer miles, I was not eligible. Luck was with me though, as nobody sat in the seat next to me. So I moved from my aisle seat over to the window and had the two seats to spread out in for the nine plus hours of travel. Not bad, but I still had to pay for my own drinks.

This evening is the wedding that I've travelled here for, and tomorrow I'm heading to the North Shore. Time to go get some sun right now.