Wed Dec 15 1999 00:18:
There's a helicopter circling here, very close to the ground. It makes
it impossible to sleep.
Wed Dec 15 1999 00:18:
There's a helicopter circling here, very close to the ground. It makes
it impossible to sleep.
Wed Dec 15 1999 10:42:
Apropos Microsoft:
For venture capitalist Tim Draper the message from Washington was simple: "Become successful, but not too successful or we'll ruin your life."
Right on! I'm glad the government is putting a stop to this!
Oh, wait, he was talking about the government.
Wed Dec 15 1999 10:51:
I accidentally put my jeans on inside-out. I'm not sure what significance
that has.
Wed Dec 15 1999 12:59:
I'm singing a silly nonsense song at the moment. It's a tale of woe
but the music is jaunty because of the context (which I'm not
singing at the moment because I can't think of music for it).
The mustard they call men
Is after me again
Stripped me of my BLT
And threw me in the Three-Foot Pit
Never before or elsewhere has the Great Googleplex forsaken me so gratuitously!
Wed Dec 15 1999 16:40:
From Bret Chou's column in the Be Developer's Newsletter:
For Kids: Paint the case yellow and slap a Pokemon sticker on it, and voila! It's a Pokemon PC!!!
Wed Dec 15 1999 17:07:
Campbell is of the belief that Americans riot whenever the power
goes out. I disabused him of this notion. "Trial verdicts and sporting events
only."
Wed Dec 15 1999 17:36:
I spoke too soon. Apparantly the helicopter I heard last night was
due to some wacked-out tradition UCLA has (which I had never heard of
before) of burning your papers and such after finals are over, which
got out of hand in some unspecified way and the police had to be
called in. I found this out from Dan's grandmother, who called us to
see if we were okay. We are okay.
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