My friend Craig had a spare ticket to this year’s Warren Miller film, Launch so I went with him and his cool skiing buddies. Watching all the traveling, skiing, and snow boarding, all I could think is, “Man, I’m boring.” Plus, I missed watching the Marlins beat the Yankees.

Funny thing is, I just wrote a man page for the MacOS X program launch. Double geeky.

Triple geeky: I’m sure I’m going down to the local Macintosh store to buy the newest expensive upgrade to MacOS X tomorrow at 8PM, release time.

I am really missing some CDs. At least two Pet Shop Boys CDs, Journey’s Greatest Hits, and probably other things I can’t think of until I try to find them. The house is a mess so they could be hiding somewhere. I wish I could have misplaced something more like one of the three copies of Soul Coughing’s El Oso I seem to have, or one of the two copies of Erasure’s Greatest Hits, or even the copy of Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam that my sister stuck me with back in 1987.

I suppose I should feel some guilt as well, I left my dad before dinner but after he told me it was OK to go. He said he’d eat some leftovers, and even asked me how to warm a frozen chicken pot pie. After I got back, he was puttering around, mad at me, and the pot pie was still in the freezer. Somehow he decided there were no leftovers but, fortunately, some of the things I’d left in the refrigerator were gone and not in the garbage. I think he ate them and then forgot.