Tritare

Wednesday: Woke around 9, despite a late night. Web. Cats. Shower. Downstairs, and decided not to have any breakfast. Down basement. Sleepy. Took some time cleaning my old PowerBook, vacuuming the keyboard, and wiping off the screen and exterior. Guitar. Headed out.

Stopped for a fast food veggie burger for breakfast/lunch. The folks at the establishment were uncommonly friendly. Stopped at the FedEx office, and sent the PCM 91 off to the new owners in Germany.

In at the office, didn't accomplish a blessed thing today. All research on the obfuscation project, but no forward motion. My mom called and we spoke briefly. I said we might not be out over the weekend, due to MB's state of non-health, and she sounded a bit disappointed. B was painstakingly stepping through assembler looking for clues. I remarked this sort of endeavor was like eating oatmeal all day long. Coffee. He gave up around 8. Spent some time cleaning a keyboard that had become encrusted with several years of detritus. I gave up around 9.

Back home, and hanging out with the MB. Took out recycling. A bit of guitar. She showed me a DVD produced by her company staring her demonstrating a stream table... which looked suspiciously like a cat box to me. The power supply for my new laptop is making an electrical frying sound.

Speaking of sounds, this is sort of interesting.