Red-Eye

This one's for all you Chicagoans.

Have you seen the movie Go? If not, it's great. One of the few Pulp Fiction rip-offs to actually make its own ripple in the public consciousness, and deservedly so.

Anyway, a character in the movie has a monologue about the singleframe comic strip Family Circus. He goes on and on about how much he hates it. He's enjoying the funny pages, laughing, having a grand old time. And then there's the Family Circus which, with it's sheer unfuniness, sucks all the joy out of his previous minutes of bliss.

Another character naturally asks why he reads it?

Because it's there.

This is how I feel about the Red-Eye.

Y2K

So at my place of work, our operating system is, well, decrepit. I'm pretty sure it's DOS. But today I found out just how decrepit it really is. If you've read the title, you've probably figured it out. That's right, we've got a Y2K problem.

And you thought it didn't affect anyone. Well it affects me!

I was searching for something from 01 to 03, in my mind 2001-2003. But the computer kept beeping at me and telling me that the "End date cannot come before begin date." So, I looked at those dates hard, trying to see if I've maybe missed something. I know from experience by editing any number of documents, balancing my checkbook, and playing The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess for many hours, the slightest thing can slip right by you.

I couldn't find anything. So I called downtown to the agency guru. At which point he revealed that our system has a Y2K problem.

I laughed for a good long time.

Apparently, the changeover from 1900 to 2000 happened in the year 2003. So anything from 2000 to 2002 is read as 1900-1902. Which doesn't explain why it kept telling me that "End date cannot come before begin date" since it clearly does. By about a century. But I think it's the computer's way of throwing up it's hand and yelling, "Whiskey Tango Foxtrot! You didn't fix me?!?!"

I lost today

It was beautiful in Chicago yesterday. Early taste of spring. Low 70's and sun.

For some reason, I woke up grumpy this morning. (I think Sixepence None the Richer has a lyric about that.) I didn't want to get up, I didn't want to go to work, I didn't want to shower. I didn't want!

So, I decided to be passive-aggressive with the weather. I decided not to check it and I didn't wear a coat.

It's cold now.