Feel free to ignore this if you're not some sort of cultist: I'll be at Apple's Clarendon store at 1pm EDT today watching the WWDC keynote and expect to be updating this entry while I'm there (clue: apparently there'll be big news, and if you want to join in with the rapture, here's how).
Every year around this time my eyes invariably undergo some sort of transformation from "useful seeing apparatus" (though the extent to which they are useful is normally dependent upon whether they have ludicrously powerful lenses balanced in front of them) to "hideously painful scrunched up balls of streaming tears with red hot pokers being stuck in them", my nose decides to explode periodically and my sinuses do a very good impression of London's public transport infrastructure at rush hour.
It's not so much the red hot pokers in the eyeballs--to be honest, sometimes it feels more like a spoon because, you know, it hurts more--nor really the periodic explosive noises, more the fact that I feel like a complete idiot lugging around an entire truck's worth of Kleenex balmed tissues lest I trail mucous behind me wherever I go in a rather sick impression of an overgrown snail.
Yes, it's hayfever season and my nemesis is out in full force. Mostly, I cope with an unholy amount of Clarityn, but this year the entire might of American pharmaceutical knowledge has been applied and I am thus drugged up on not only Clarityn but Benadryl, Dayhist and what appear to be industrial strength eyedrops.
The former is merely a roundabout way of explaining why, exactly, I haven't been exploring downtown DC and am instead in a wonderfully air-conditioned (and simultaneously heated) room.
People are starting to pick up the Wolfowitz "Iraq oil" quote story, but I'm somewhat disappointed in The Guardian for running with the context-free quote in Iraq war was about oil. Here's a transcript and coverage at ABCNews.
Okay, so it's not that much of an excuse, but it's certainly not the same as the sky crashing down on Blair's head, nor the foot-in-mouth blunder people are reporting it as.
Update: The Guardian has posted the inevitable retraction.
I was in Borders the other day and saw the following sign in the men's restroom:
ALL EMPLOYEES MUST WASH HANDS
which is fairly typical. Then I noticed the Braille notice underneath.
I was sitting in a car parked on a street on Friday afternoon and idly reading email when the laptop unexpectedly announced the presence of a wireless network. An unsecured one, no less. The signal was a little too weak to get a good connection (I ended up angling the laptop's antennae windows out of the car in a comical fashion), but hey, it was a novel experience.
Of course, by now, it was all rather exciting: catching on to wardriving a little late, maybe, but interesting nonetheless. A short drive to the cinema to catch l'auberge espagnole [official site, IMDB] resulted in catching forty nine networks, of which ten were secured using WEP, the most alarming of which was a CVS Pharmacy network (SSID cvsretail) which didn't have WEP enabled. Now, I know WEP isn't exactly secure, but there's no harm in trying--provided you're implementing something else as well, is there?
Judging from the SSIDs, around forty percent of the secured networks were for residential use anyway.