It's 4:00 on the Friday before I leave for a week-long vacation, and all of the management-types and sales people left the office an hour or so ago. And I'm so bored, it isn't even funny. The online forum I usually read isn't being entertaining enough, and I'm not even getting deluged with email.
I suppose not doing anything isn't really a good reason to complain, but dammit, I can feel my brain dissolving, and my will to do anything slipping away. And I'm not sure why, but I can't bring myself to play a few rounds of Diablo II to pass the time. And so I sit, and mindlessly surf the InterWeeb, and chat with whomever's in the chat room, and wonder how long the construction people in the office below us will be hammering on our floor.
Hmm. Perhaps writing an entry about being bored isn't as exciting as I thought it might be. Time to switch the topic. Amy and Delphine and I are going to visit Amy's parents in Sasketchewan tomorrow morning. We'll be gone for a week, and it should be quite fun, since Amy's parents haven't seen Delphine before. (Well, they've seen pictures, but that's hardly the same.) It's tough to try and decide what we're going to take, with the added constraint that most of the stuff we use on a day-to-day basis just isn't going to fit in our luggage. (Stuff like the high chair, or the stroller, or the bed rail that keeps her from falling out of our bed, or even the play mat that she rolls around on.) What are we going to do without all the conveniences of home? And where are we going to go to hang out in a city that doesn't have a Starbucks or a Second Cup, or even a Tim Hortons? (There is a local coffee shop, but its non-smoking section wasn't separately ventilated, and noticibly smelled of smoke the last time we were there. I don't consider myself a non-smoking Nazi, but I really don't want my baby daughter exposed to a know carcinogen. That also brings up the problem of my mother-in-law smoking. It's her house, and I don't feel comfortable asking her to stop smoking, but I also don't want Del to have to breath it in. I'm not sure what I'm going to do. Hopefully Amy will have some ideas, or won't care, and I'll take my cues from her.)
So yeah, I'll be without the internet for all next week. That'll be a bit of a change. I can't imagine what I'll do. Fortunately, we'll be taking the laptop, so I might get the chance to write some code on a new Palm program that I've been thinking of. With any luck, I'll still be able to blog while I'm out there. Or, at least, store up the blogs on my Palm for posting when I get back. We'll see how well it works. And I think I'll stop there, because Columbine joined chat, and he's usually interesting.
So. I don't really have an excuse this time. Nothing much has been going on. Well, nothing other than the usual stuff. I did replace the server, since it was starting to show its age, and it's taken me a little longer than I thought it might to get everything back up and running. I have also been spending my time setting up secure IMAP so that I can check my home email from both home and work, and not miss stuff when I'm on one computer or the other. Really, I'm not even sure why I'm writing, other than to get back in the habit. I'm reading a lot of weblogs, and even commenting in some of them. I suppose that's the real reason I'm writing this. To give the backlinks somewhere to point to.
Well, I've been out of the loop for a while. In my defense, my wife had our first baby, and I took a month off to help her. You might think that I would have a lot of free time to update this poor weblog, but that's really not the way babies work. Even though taking care of a baby only takes a couple of hours per day, it's broken up into 5-minute blocks, occurring right in the middle of any task you wanted to try and perform, and so you end up only being able to do one or two things (if you're lucky!) all day. So I didn't get to work on the couple of programming projects I've been thinking about, and the house fell into a minor state of disrepair, and basically Amy and I didn't do much other than sit around and watch some Sex And The City dvds we borrowed from a friend. Well, we tried to get out of the house at least once a day, so that we didn't go stir-crazy.
In other news, I biked to work today. It went pretty well. If you get a copy of the Toronto Cycling Map, you can follow my path from Mount Pleasant Cemetery, down through Moore Park Ravine, pas the Don Valley Brick Works, out and down to Castle Frank station (I took a wrong turn on Elm), over to Sherbourne street, and down Sherbourne to King Street (on the next map), and finally along King to the big number 37. It was a fairly nice ride, but I think that the next time I try it, I'm going to stick to the roads all the way down. The trail through the ravine was steep and muddy in parts. I had to walk halfway up a hill to get out of the ravine, and I think I swallowed a bug. It was nice and shady, but I think that as long as I can get going at a reasonable speed, the wind will cool me off just as well.
Update: I took the streets going back home, and it took 2/3 the time despite being mainly uphill. (I went up Sherbourne, along Glen, over Summerhill to Welland and then back through the cemetary. The route is composed entirely of bike lanes and side streets, and after I got north of Bloor, I think I only saw about 8 cars in total. Well, until I got to Moore. Crossing Moore was a bit of an adventure, due to the volume of cars coming from the other direction.) All in all, it was a really fun ride, and I think that will be the route I take when I next bike to work.
Well, I meant to write something about turning 30 here last week, when I had the whole week off, but somehow I didn't have the time. In my defense, I watched many movies, read four books, and went to the zoo, so it isn't as if I was sitting around doing nothing. I did get some truly excellent presents from Amy. Underwear, books, and a NetMD (this one), which I've been listening to almost constantly, making various mixes of full albums (Norah Jones, and NWA), random songs (Blue Man Group), and even some BBC Radio Plays (The His Dark Materials series, which spans two minidiscs at the highest compression! 7½ hours of radio play, taken from RealAudio, through MP3 to ATRAC3-LP4). Other than the new stuff, 30 seems awfully similar to 29, which I'm sure comes as no big surprise to anyone. Um, and that's all about 30.On to equally interesting news. I worked out again today, pushing the weights up a little from where I had them last week just to see how more weight would feel. Not so bad, so I think I'm going to use the new settings next time. After I worked out, I had a blood pressure of 127 over 85, which continues to be just fine, although we'll see what the ham I'm having for dinner will do to it. And tomorrow I (hopefully) play some squash with Andy Cain, which will be a nice aerobic workout to go with the anaerobic stuff I did this evening.