Um, by "more than anything else" I mean, I miss driving. I don't really miss anything else at all.

So I have a spare gmail invite, if anyone wants it. Applicants must be willing to send lots of messages using it and sign up lots of their own friends, etc. etc.

The weekend front is a little late now. Suffice it to say that my wallet was hurt. My total net worth has been taking a beating over the past few weeks, so yesterday I broke down and executed my emergency liquidity plan. I'd been resisting for two months, but a two day gap caused the eventual demise of my plan. If I had just been able to hold out until tomorrow, everything would've been fine, but it was not to be.

Last night I had a weird moment where it felt like I was back in high school. The combination of a twisty road, a small car and summer air is hard to beat, even if I hold no desire to wax nostalgic about days gone past. It is odd, to be sure, that I would hold any sentiment for my past, given that life seems to be a continuous upward escalator. Still, even halfway up a mountain, it is cool to look back and say "Hey, I can see base camp from here!" The only real nostalgia I still possess is much more recent, namely, for my car. I miss driving more than anything else...

3 men. Six banks. 300 grand. These guys must be pretty good. So far no one has been injured, although the DC Police are "on the case". Yeah, I used quotes.

Hmm. I guess the Iraqis like their old flag better than the pansy-assed one Bremer chose for them. I guess they really are a sovereign nation now!

Maybe next week we'll let them repeal the flat tax...

Bored. So I image swapped. I have more images to load up but very busy now. Perhaps at lunch.

Plenty to recap. Not enough time. Perhaps tomorrow...

Saw the movie last night. Despite being very tired (we saw a midnight showing) it was quite good. There are good moments of humor and seriousness, with many points made throughout the film. Go see it today!

The Post bites the bait. Front page, no less! With a picture too. Nice to see someone following Salon's lead on this. Once the Post picks it up, it won't let go...helped along by the fact that the Moonies own the Washington Times.

I was up until past midnight working on a server issue at the office. Not a good way to spend a Tuesday evening.