Mir is no more.

Mir burned up about three minutes ago. I just realized that I’m of a generation that takes for granted that we have a third-generation space station. First Skylab, then Mir, now Alpha. I guess we’re really getting into the space age now.

Sick.

I’ve got a cold. Amber brought me chicken noodle soup. I’m sick enough that I shouldn’t be at work, but I’m well enough that I’m just working from home. This is why I have a laptop, use IMAP and keep all of my machines on DSLs. I might be bleary-headed and generally narsty, but I’m …

Good pain.

The fronts of my thighs really hurt, like I’ve just hiked a 25-mile day, or biked for a whole afternoon, remembering to pull up hard to really work the thighs. Or like when I spent that whole week rollerblading around Paris last spring. What’s lame is that they actually hurt because I spent a good …

Realtime worm filtering system.

I wrote a piece for Advogato on how to filter out Outlook worms (Love Letter, Melissa, etc.), real-time, on a MTA level. It’s a pretty crude system, but I think that it could really be quite effective. If you’re at all technically-inclined, please consider reading this and letting me know what you think.

Ow.

I don’t know at one point my complaints spiral downward into mere bitching; I suspect this might be it. I was told by my doctor that I would hurt worse a few days after the accident. That’s turned out to be true. My jaw is all creaky. I guess it’s pretty badly misaligned (I’ve got …