High Weekend Density

This weekend allowed me little time to sit idle. Not that I can complain, after all, it was because I was enjoying life to the fullest: a Pink Floyd tribute band concert, the Sunnyvale farmers’ market, an Art Car show, a bachelor party for a good friend, surfing with friends, a video conference with my parents, and a game night with friends. Continue reading


I received this in an e-mail today and thought it was good enough to share.—Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.Amzanig huh?

Going the Distance

Jennifer and I were driving home late Friday night when we pulled into the left-turn lane at the intersection just south of our apartment. There was another car ahead of us waiting for the light to change. The only problem was they had stopped so far back that they hadn’t crossed over the light trigger embedded in the pavement. Of course, considering how aloof the second largest demographic in this area is when it comes to driving (and maybe I’m stereotyping a bit, but I’m just calling it how I’ve seen it… and I’ve got friends in that demographic that back that statement up), the driver neglected to realize that at least 2 signal cycles had gone by without getting the green left turn arrow. We started honking and motioning with our arms to move forward but the car in front didn’t budge. Finally after another 2 cycles of the signal and our repeated “hints”, the driver decided to creep up about a foot and a half. I was about to get out of the car and show them the error of their ways, but apparently this was enough to put the nose of their car over the induction loop and trigger the light change almost immediately. *sheesh* Anyway, it was a pretty amusing situation, though a tad frustrating at the time.On a related note, here’s an interesting take on car horns.