Now if robots only cried when they fall.

“It’s completely open. Nothing coming up that I wouldn’t drop for you.”

I haven’t received any of these yet. But also most of the time, I don’t drive in the first place.

But when I do. Parking is one of my least favorite things to do. I admit that I don’t have the best intricate spatial knowledge in the world. So I rely on tricks I have learned in the past. Turn when your rear view mirror is past… Swing left before turning right…

Still you can’t help but feel sympathy for those who inadverdently parked three feet away from the curb rather than one. Or when they parked too close to the driveway. But then there are those (like cars in the Mission) who park in the middle of the street. Because they can.

Annoucing the iphone and the itv!

And from dig, iphone, slvr, ipod… size comparison!

I never thought I would be watching the BCS championship (not so good game), followed by Deal or No Deal…and worse of all, Billy Madison.

Ok, I did want to see a friend who was in town interviewing. But still.

Mindless entertainment for all.

I do not like Green Eggs and Ham I do not like them Sam, I am I do not like them here or there I do not like them anywhere I do not like them in a boat…

This morning, Sam (not the furry animal thing in Dr. Seuss’ book), told me about his experience having green eggs (minus ham) at the Crumpet Shop at Pike Place Market this market. And my world was shattered to learn that green eggs really are not moldy eggs. A popular breakfast item (I have never seen it on my brunch escapades), green eggs are eggs mixed with pesto. Scrambled eggs mixed with spinach. I always thought that the eggs were moldy and that’s why Sam’s friend never wanted to eat it (at first).

Or perhaps eggs that were dyed green.

But mixed with pesto. I still wouldn’t eat it regardless. Fyi, I like my eggs sunny side up. Slightly runny.

In my days of webbing, I used to be more prompt with projects. What happened?

But I have finally finished the photolog for December 22, 2006 and December 29, 2006. Even though it is a pain to remember to take a photo as much as I can, it captures my whole day in detail. Every so often, I look back at the photologs I did 4 years ago and remember…my life really wasn’t that bad. I like that retrospective. Or at least, I start to wonder…did I really spend that much time in front of my computer? And something I always find interesting is how I am willing to post bad poses of myself. For the cause of photologgging.

So when’s the next one going to be?

Well maybe not, but a web interface that has no clicks? The layout and typography were nice, but as an interface? At least I know I probably was influenced by its aesthetics.

With the world turning into rich internet applications (aka 2.0 world), I wonder why there aren’t more useful 2.0 applications that help me deal with personal relationships.

1. Predictions
There’s farecast for predicting when flights will cost more. But why isn’t there a tool out there that will tell me when the best time call someone is? Or when they will actually answer the phone and not let it go to voicemail? Or better yet, tell me when someone is too cranky and needs a cool-off period. Or simply, warning, someone has PMS–be careful around her. If a 2.0 tool can do that, that would be nice.

2. Recognition over recall
More than ever, I don’t have to keep a vast knowledge of names, figures, movies, and what DTMFA means anymore. Thanks to Wikipedia, urbandictionary.com and now image recognition. But how about a 2.0 tool that could tell me…if I was making the same mistake again. George Santayana’s quote those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it would be handy now.

Somewhat delayed, but I just read about a man who spent $30 for one month on food.

For the month of November, I’m only spending $30 on food. The only exception will be things that are freely available to the average person (salt taken from restaurants, sauce packets from Taco Bell, free coffee from an office). Buying in advance is fine, but at the end of the month, it all has to add up to $30 or less.

After my college and grad school days, I am somewhat critical of that idea. In undergrad, there were times that I went without food mostly out of inconvenience (aka I am a roll with this project why waste time eating) or frugality (spending $5 on a salad? no way!) And in grad school, I often survived days with just bananas and yogurt.

Regardless, now, I can’t stand going through the day without eating something every hour. Every day, I bring a small bag of food. A banana. A trail mix bar. Yogurt. An entree (usually a bowl of fried rice or potatoes). Cheese. Then when I run out toward the end of the day, I drink water. I have discovered that if I don’t do this, during meetings and the silent moments in my office, my stomach grumbles noisily. We all know it’s me and not my coworkers.

I still spend about $10/week on groceries (but more on eating out with people). But spending as little as possible to save money, yet eat unhealthy? That’s what I don’t like about the idea. Even though it almost seems contradictory, spend more money to eat healthy (organics?) and eat less. And besides, I often bring lunch to work. The glory of that is that I get a few moments to myself of the great view of San Francisco downtown from my office window.