I kinda feel bad for Palin too. She really got defined by "I can see Russia from my house", which, of course, she didn't actually say. That and I'm pretty sure she isn't well. Her speeches get so incoherent I can't think there isn't something wrong there.

And Gore, Gore really got shafted by the media. He was defined by saying he invented the Internet, which, of course, he never actually said. Then there was that terrible scandal, the sigh.

Went out, got my tires filled and the car inspected, mailed some packages, and had lunch. And took out the trash and got the mail this morning. Now I'm exhausted and avoiding dealing with the not-quite-dead roach still in my bathroom.

People behind me at work are talking about how Thomas Edison was the Steve Jobs of his day -- in that he stole other people's ideas and made a ton of money off them. Enjoyable!

jfc, that is the biggest not-dead roach I've ever seen.

I have had like 3 breakfasts and I'm still hungry. I would have thought Dana's record-breaking roach would have a little bit of an appetite suppressant effect, but apparently not.

Since I work for a company that makes software that lets you sketch out houses for insurance purposes, I've been sketching out my new apartment and figuring out which furniture I'm taking and where I'm putting it. It's the most fun part of what I do, playing with floorplans.

Yeah, sorry for the blathering, but this is the one thing I really cannot deal with. I'm going to have to ask my neighbor to deal with it.

The giant roach is usually a waterbug. They are 100% harmless, but TOO FUCKING BIG.

Steve Jobs never electrocuted an elephant.

As the weather cools, the arachno-migration begins. Normally I waft them to the corners of the room with a puff of air, because I appreciate their bug-eating ways. The one I saw on the kitchen floor last night was particularly black and sleek and shiny, though, so I apologized and stomped on it.

I will not miss the wildlife, in my second-floor apartment.