Life is about roses...

Or so I am told. I'm told that a single space after the period in a sentence is the new double space after the period. Whatever, my God, I cannot even do it in this blog editor. Oops... Yes I can. It's the eyes playing tricks on me. Damn these eyes! Next thing you know I'll be misytping letters in my words... darn.

So I'm thirty nine... that's 39 for those who cannot read long-form number writing. I am getting cranky at the fledgling start to my middle age. What does this mean? I suspect it means I will be more impatient of stupid people. The loss of the art of math, and the command of the English language by 80% of the public brought on by a disappearing middle class and the increased use of cell phone text chat and the Internet in general.

I have a numbing sensation of detatchment again. A remote peripherial view of the world around me. I guess the quetsion is if WW3 happens, will I even know? I mean, it would be just "SO ME" to not notice it. I would like to attend life more often, but I am distracted by my own obfuscated reality.

By the way, Mac is the new PC. 2007 will mark the end of the reign of the fifth reich -- Microsoft. Hopefully, they will be removed and left to fester in the corner of the IT world, akin to the senile old man who mutters about himself to himself. Not that Apple is the next Jesus, but they definitely got their shit together on platform stability. Almost like walking on water.

Finally, so I have a pink/red ROSE colored page for my blog. Bite me.

Here's to seeing you later.

Jhohen