Friday night

I’m back from two nights in Charleston, where I attended a conference, ate well, slept less well, sweated perspired and looked at lots of old and mildewed buildings. I also spent a few hours adjacent to what seemed to be a vaguely flirtatious he-librarian. My ego being somewhat battered and bruised of late, I was rather pleasantly surprised by even the suggestion of someone showing some actual interest, even if I really wasn’t all that interested in return. He made a nice fourth for dinner anyway.

Oh yeah. I also went to Stuckey’s–a real one, not one that’s just a shelf in a truck stop. That and maybe the scallops and grits were the real highlights of this trip, I think. I need to take a better one very soon.

Who knew?

I have a free on-demand cable channel that broadcasts Jewish and Israeli films and other features.

Other discoveries while exploring the “upper end” of the cable box:

  • I kind of like the new Hawaii Five-O. Maybe it’s because it’s so stunningly gorgeous in HD. More likely, though, is that it’s the closest thing to a 1970s cop show on broadcast TV today.
  • Golden Girls reruns look a lot better in standard definition 4×3 than they do in the weird stretched, zoomed version WeHD sends out pretending to be 16×9.
  • OK. That’s all I really discovered. Or at least all I can be bothered to write about.

Changes

Since there haven’t been nearly enough major changes in my life lately, I decided that major changes in my computing environment were in order as well: installing an OS upgrade, reviving the G5 as a audio/video import station, and migrating to a new MobileMe account (divorce, y’know?).

And yesterday, I decided to move my office into the basement. It has several advantages. First, it makes the old office upstairs “show” a lot better (assuming we ever have another showing). Second, the basement (being a basement) is much cooler. Third, I feel a little more comfortable spreading out and working on things down there; I get to feel like I have one spot in the house where I can actually live without feeling like it has to be perpetually “staged”. I guess the stairs provide a little extra exercise, too.

And yes, that’s pretty much all the insight I’m going to provide into my personal life today.