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Melissa ponders:

If Jesus told W to go to war with Iraq, don’t you think He also would have told him that government employees should have Good Friday off? I thought we were using faith [i.e. religion] to make the rules around here, people!

Muir Woods

Here are a couple pics I took on the hike in to Muir Woods when Mike, Jack, and Liz were here. Feel free to use them as desktop backgrounds as Mike suggested, but if I see these as postcards for sale somewhere, I’ll track you down. I have the full size for you to cut down as you like or pre-sized 1024×768 images if you trust my judgement.

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Notes from NPR this morning

I listened to NPR for a little while this morning and they had a conversation with someone from a British heritage committee in London. They’re planning a series of medieval style tournaments with archery, jousting, and the like. This will be the first time these competitions occur in 500 years. After the interview, the musical interlude was a song from Monty Python and the Holy Grail:

Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin.
He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways,
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin!

He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken,
To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!

I found it hilarious that NPR chose to interview this guy from London, then mock him with this satirical tune.

In other news, the American Crossword Puzzle Tournament ended today.

Google Search: realm of the wombat

It used to be that people would forget the address for the ol’ Realm of the Wombat. So they would google it. The problem was that it wouldn’t come up. Not on the first page. Or the second page. Not at all. With the new address, you’d think I’d be number one. Nope. But I’m fourth, so it’s an improvement. If you put it in quotes, I’m still #4, but the three links ahead of me refer to the Realm, so that’s good. I’m out there people, contributing to the internets in a big way.

Google Search: realm of the wombat

An American Hero Dies

The man who invented the intermittent feature for car windshield wipers died last week. Robert Kearns died of brain cancer at the age of 77. He fought the auto industry for years to get credit for the invention and eventually succeeded.

Why is Robert Kearns a hero? Because I hate the sound of wipers across a not-quite-wet-enough windshield. And for creating a device to deal with this unbearable noise, Robert Burns is a hero.

Read the full story: Yahoo! News

Incompetence in the checkout line & on the road

I have a simple request for Albertson’s customers when it comes to the self-checkout line. If you don’t know what you’re doing, don’t use it! I’m in line today with a new personal best 12 boxes of cereal and there are customers at each of the two available registers. Customer 1 is trying to finish her transaction and then realizes that she hasn’t used her coupons. So she tries to scan them, then looks in vain around the console to insert them somewhere. Finally she calls for help. Customer 2 has about four items. She places her onion on the scanner, and tries to look it up in the database. I understand this is a difficult process. There are usually 5 different options for any produce (regular, large, organic, vine-riped, hand-washed, pre-shelled, spoon-fed, etc.), and usually I don’t know which I picked up, but I use my best judgment and continue. After carefully evaluating her options this woman chose and apparently did not feel she chose wisely (i.e. she didn’t like the price). So she decided to cancel and try again. She didn’t fare any better the second time around, so the employee came over to assist. After some conversation, she decided she didn’t want the onion after all. I don’t buy onions very often, but I take it that the ones that are as big as your head are expensive.

Eventually, customer 1 sorted out her coupon situation satisfactorily, so I was able to purchase my cereal and milk. I collected my items, hopped in the sled, and proceeded home. But not before a fellow driver reconsidered her selection of streets and turned around. One minor detail was the one-way nature of this street. I was screaming at her that this might not be the best course of action, but she assured me with a friendly smile and wave that everything would be fine.

It’s a tough world out there folks.

Birthday retrospective

I like my birthday because people are nice to me and buy me nice things. For example, my family sent me a box with a stuffed lion, Kraft cheese & macaroni, Extra spearmint gum, and cocoa. Andy got me a Cal sweatshirt to wear virtually everyday, Odie bought me a copy of his favorite book Cannery Row, and a bunch of my friends bought me dinner. And Melissa took me shopping and was very patient with me when I became frustrated with clothes. She acquired these shoes for me. They’re Vans.

[New shoes]

I hate umbrellas

This is a feeling I’ve had for a long time. It’s been a rainy week in Berkeley, so there have been tons of umbrellas out lately. And I find it extremely annoying. I acutally think it’s disrespectful. These people walk around taking up the whole sidewalk, unwittingly running into you, potentially poking your eye out! Then the umbrella-toter reaches their destination and has to put the contraption in the hallway or someplace to dry off.

“But Jer, it’s an effective way to keep me dry!”

Oh is it? Why is it then that they are not designed to deal with rain’s tricky brother wind? Whenever I see people carrying these infernal devices, and there’s a wind of any strength, half of them are inverted and thus rendered useless until fixed. The other half of the umbrella carrying chumps are walking with the thing pointed directly into the wind to keep the convex face outward. Of course, this means their field of vision is completely obscured, leading to a rainfall of gouged eyeballs. Umbrellas are also ineffective when lost, and apparently they’re lost frequently judging by the number I see laying here, there, and everywhere. And what about your frigid hand there, holding this stupid item when it could be in a warm pocket. This is ridiculous.

“Jer, everyone I know uses umbrellas, so I think you’re the only one that hates umbrellas.”

First of all, everyone you know is an idiot for using umbrellas, but I did wonder if anyone else hates umbrellas like I do. So I googled “hate umbrellas” and got 379 hits. I won’t win any elections on a “Ban Umbrellas” platform, but 380 people took the time to post how they hate umbrellas on the internet. Get a raincoat people. Stay dry, warm, and respectful.