Ah, New Year’s Eve… The ultimate party night all over the world. The cool thing that I learned today is that tonight will be one second longer than most other days. That means a whole extra second of partying *wink*
A slightly longer year… a slightly longer New Year’s Eve than we usually get overall.
So for all you trivia hounds that means that December 31, 2005 is 86401 seconds long.
Not that anyone’s going to remember. I mean, it’s not like it’s an intuitive number in any way…
~FG };^>
ARGH! It can be really frustrating sometimes, playing poker online. I’ve gotten pretty good and, in tournaments, it doesn’t take me too long to get the read of the table. I get to a point where I can tell which people are bluffing and when the other players actually have something worth fearing.
If you read my early piece or had the conversation with me, you already know my conceptual feelings on robots, in general. That is to say, when I think about the concept of robots and the sci-fi future possibilities, you get what I wrote in my earlier piece. The reality of robots, though, it fascinates me. I really enjoy watching the progression and I think it’s incredibly cool some of the things they can make robots do these days.
So without thought of the future, I bring you Wired Magazine’s The 50 Best Robots Ever. I’m not going to bring you the whole thing (which, to me, is rather anti-climactic), but I found these kind of obscure, but fascinating historical moments.
Day one was a roller coaster. Emotion after emotion until I was done. This was the part where I tried to get as much information as I could and put together the reasonings. I think I know as much as I’m going to about that.
Everyone knows someone like this. People who just don’t get sick. And, for the most part, everyone hates them. lol
Which is part of why, I suppose, I tend to prefer lowered expectations over heightened ones. I wasn’t looking forward to today much at all… partly because I was sick and miserable.
I had a really nice day. I had a really nice time. I had a really nice dinner. I’m not sick anymore.
I feel like I scored a minor victory for a battle I had decided not to fight. The Spawn was so well-behaved that it was commented upon by everyone, and in a happily surprised way. It was calm and relaxed and together and there was no tension. The Child of Chaos was a joy to be around – the entire time.
It was a nice day. It’s going to be a nice night. I expected less, but I couldn’t have asked for more.
~FG };^>
It’s almost over. Thank gods it’s almost over! The final round – round three – will begin tomorrow morning/afternoon as we journey to the extended branch of the family tree. I’m not looking forward to this.
No, it’s not a joke, but it should be, right? Maybe it is and I’m just waiting on the punchline. I’ve been waiting for a while, though. I always found it funny when we would have Girl’s Nights Out several years ago and that would be our group of girls, walking into a bar. Rarely did the conversations (in the bars) center around religion, but sometimes, the conversations outside of the bars would.
Today is the shortest day of the year. Since June the days have been getting shorter and shorter, most noticeably since September/October. From here on out, the days will get longer and the nights shorter. Winter has begun.