the flying squirrel

Darcy Casselman's weblog. Just like old times.

random commentary

Microsoft is pissing me off again.

Here I thought we had an understanding. They'd do their thing and I'd do mine. But no~~~. They insist on doing a bunch of crazy crap for no apparent reason and I get stuck trying to figure out why the hell nothing is working. Jerks.

My eye is itchy. Allergies, I expect. I'd take antihistamines but I only got four hours of sleep last night. I don't need to be more drowsy than I am now.

Today's St Patrick's Day. When I was a kid we were supposed to dress in green at school or something. But I didn't have anything green because, let's face it, green is never a fashionable colour. So I'd ask my mom about it. She said we didn't celebrate St Patrick's Day. Sometimes (probably when I was older), she'd go on about how the Irish were a horrible, violent people. This from a person who named her son after an Irish ex-pat who wrote lovingly romantic poetry about Erin (and who was, admittedly, gunned down in cold blood by Irish fanatics), and her daughter, well, Erin. She's weird that way. I later found out that my grandfather spent a lot of time at the Orange Hall in his youth, which might have something to do with it. But honestly, I'm still not sure what all that's about.

My personal feeling on the matter is that St Patrick's Day—around here anyway—is just another excuse for people to get drunk and therefore has nothing to do with me. No hard feelings, though.

Addendum. It's pretty rare that I agree with nearly everything somebody says. Especially when they cover so many topics. So I feel it necessary to post a link to Bruce Sterling's 2004 Rant-A-Thon. Warning, though: it's aptly named.