At A Loss For Words

I have a lost book milling about somewhere at the library.

I'm pretty sure I took it back a few months ago but I have a feeling they skipped it and put it straight on the shelf without scanning it in.

The annoying part is, I have no idea what the title is to remember what it is and what I did with it -- when I look it up online, it has some generic book name instead of a proper title and description.

The librarian clerks told me at the time that if it was at the library like I had said, then someone was bound to come by and check it out, so I would be cleared.

But sometimes I read obscure books...

And sometimes I forget to bring things back...

So which is it? ... And is it worth $8.95 and hassles to find out??

E-Computing

For all the information we save online, somewhere, somehow, someone is saving this information on a small chip. Millions of people are emailing and blogging and writing in forums and posting interesting items...

Does it all take up space?

How is this space impacting the environment?

Should we delete information we don't need anymore??

Enlist Me

I love lists. Things to do... Spreadsheets... Menus... Sets of numbers... They all have order and rightness in this world.

And hey, here's a nice big list.

Yeah, I found it in an email forward, of all places (insert squishy sounds of rolling eyes).

It does have a few good'uns though: store brands are good enough, talkers should ask more questions, talent is often just hard work, and lastly, I'm wasting my time by proclaiming what I find important -- I really should just be doing it.

Ilana Talk

Happy New Year, 2008! I'm hoping this year will provide a little more stability than last in terms of job stuff and life stuff, but hey, something good always comes from something bad, right? So to start things off again for this year, here's a little exchange I overheard at one of our recent family gatherings...

My almost-2-yr-old niece was "explaining" (in her 2-3 word sentence structure) what a few different animals sound like to her grandparents and parents:

"Ilana, what sound does a dog make?"
"Wuhh wuhh."
"Ilana, what sound does a monkey make?"
"Ooo Ooo."
"Ilana, what sound does Ilana make?"
<pause> "... Ilana talk?"

And then later that evening,
"Ilana, what sound does a duck make?"
"Wak wak."
"Ilana, what sound does a cow make?"
"Mooooooo."
"Ilana, what sound does Daddy make?"
<no pause, big grin> "Ooo Ooo!"

Stewing Ashes

Forgive me Blogger, it's been three months since my last notation.

Long or short, it happened just as it is. Three months of softball games and tournaments, three months of typing up emails and filling out job applications, three months of waiting and watching. Sickness, health, and wealth and stealth. News and no news. Top in Canada with the bottom of the barrel.

And after all that time, now it looks like everything else is about to happen in just one short week...

I like the Toronto Airshow, Labour Day weekend every year. The Hornet never fails to impress me, get my blood running -- zipping overhead as if it owned gravity. I'm a big fan of engineering at it's finest.