By the way, PvP officially jumped the shark for me today. It was nearing the jump with the ridiculouspandastoryline, but there was still some brief hope that fonzie would steer his skies to the side before going over. But with today's utterly humourless and poorly-scripted strip, I can't take it anymore.
So I'm officially using Safari as my default browser on my work computer. Not because I want to, mind you. But firefox kept blue-screen-of-deathing me. At first it was only once or twice a week, but for some reason this week it started happening once an hour. It seemed to happen if I ALT-TAB'd back and forth between Firefox and something else too quickly. Downgrading to Firefox 2 didn't make a difference. Perhaps Firefox 3 left something crazy on my computer that uninstalling couldn't remove? I don't know. I'm sure the problem is unique to my computer, but that doesn't make it any easier for me to solve.
Anyway, I won't use IE.
Safari annoys me in many ways, not the least of which is how un-customizeable it is. In firefox, I had all of my toolbars compacted into one at the very top of the screen, and I had configured my address bar to act as both address and search bar. Oh man, it was sweet. None of this is possible in Safari, which ticks me off.
I know penguins can't fly or anything, but I thought everyone knew they were birds.
This gaffe reminded me of something. I remember reading an argument that birds were cold-blooded on a message board once, way back in highschool. It went something like this:
1. Mammals are warm-blooded 2. Birds aren't mammals 3. Therefore birds are cold-blooded.
I heard another argument that birds are cold-blooded from some (intelligent!) colleagues at Microsoft once. This one is more vaguely acceptable:
Well, they descended from dinosaurs, didn't they?
Neither make any logical sense, but it's amazing what the human mind will convince itself of, isn't it? If something seems like it should be cold-blooded, well then it just must be!
Of course, NBC went too far. Perhaps someone told them that birds are warm-blooded and they just assumed that meant they were mammals? Who knows.
Okay, so I make it no secret that I really like Starship Troopers. Whatever you think of the politics, the novel's still a really fun read. The movie kind of pulls a bait and switch, satirizing what in the novel is rather earnest.
But that's not the thing that the movie misses. What it misses is the mobile part of the mobile infantry.
I am of course talking about the power armour.
I get it, though. The power armour makes humans too strong. And it reduces the opportunity for gore. Both of which are integral parts of the film.
I mean, adapting the book more closely would've made for a much more boring movie. It's all about living on the ship and stuff. So they had to change the book. I get that, but I still lament that Rico's not dropping down in a capsule then hopping around on powered thrusters flaming and nuking the skinnies.
The reason why I bring this up is that I just watched Starship Troopers 3.
Look, I know these things don't follow a set schedule or anything, but seriously: let's get going with this baby, eh?
Now two days after the due date, and no sign of labour. Mother-to-be is getting bored of being at home with nothing to do, and I'm getting there too.
I mean, the house is all clean and ready. All the chores are done, and everything is as ready as it will ever be.
I'm even doing dishes by hand immediately after use instead of shoving them in the dishwasher for later. Partly this is because I don't want to leave shit in the dishwasher if we're in the hospital for a few days, but mostly it's Something To Do. Plus it feels nice having everything clean.
And I really like when the cupboards are full of clean dishes. It's like that feeling when you've just been shopping and the fridge is full. Or when you're playing a video game and you're at full health, you're inventory's fully stocked with health potions, and your ammo is fully charged. It just feels good.
And I have a feeling it won't be like this again for a very long time after the baby arrives.