Most people come to my blog for the following reasons:

While the intellectual discussion about goat and sheep sounds is stimulating and the most pathetic animal debate enthralling, I’d like to think I have more to offer.

Apparently I don’t.

So until I find something to offer, I probably won’t blog much. Unless its about food. Yeah, food…

In my lame attempts at self surveillance, I came across this fairly intriguing (and unsurprising) tidbit: sleep greatly influences my life. While there are other conclusions I’ve drawn, the most glaring are:

1. I read more when I’ve slept. I only read on the bus, and generally only in the morning as I’m usually exhausted by the end of the day.
2. I talk to food more when I haven’t slept. Although less pronounced, it does seem there’s some causation there.

And, of course, the data to back up my claims:

I must note that little data exists on weekends, and I had to add some data points to smooth this out, but for the most part its accurate. Also, the talking to food count tallies complete conversations with food, but doesn’t include situations where I was talking to food for comedic effect.

Actually these were pretty surprising. I was expecting good cookies, but these offered something more: a high Milk Dunkability Score (MDS). This isn’t as easy to earn as you might think. They won’t be keeping Oreos off my shopping list anytime soon, but they hold their share of milk while staying durable- and incredibly yummy.

It might not look special, and you can’t smell it, but it made my month. Excuse me while I try to find someone to pat me on the back.

Things that have since come to my attention:

• The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe was aptly named (considering there was a lion, a witch, and a wardrobe… hey, it took me a while, lay off…)
• Noble mice are fairly annoying
• How could NONE of the Narnian’s not know where Aslan was? I mean:
  1. Its been a few hundred years
  2. I don’t believe Narnia to be an infinite land
  3. Shouldn’t Aslan care about what’s happened? And if he could stop it with all his magical powers (standing in one place for five minutes), why didn’t he before?

  Come on…

Other observations:

• Don’t get me started on Kung Fu Panda…: how unrealistic can you get?
• Building a power efficient and cool htpc for less than $500 is difficult: And either way, it won’t end up being a Mac Mini
• I’m debt free!: and now poor…
• This: Gotta love the inability to deal with semi-frozen water
• I haven’t left my apartment in four days and am running out of food: i hate snow. i hate oncall. i hate pagers. i hate you. (no, i don’t hate you, unless you’re on my list, but it was the logical progression)

I was paged this morning, so I’m up extra early, and, while I’m waiting for a deployment to finish, I thought I’d do some blog work.

Current observations and subsequent realizations :

• I’m incredibly hungry: i should eat breakfast
• leo‘s no longer one of my biggest tags!: he will be again after this post
• xkcd cartoon: complete and utter truth
• Grim Optimism: Woke up early, but not early enough. Reminds me of the subject of my dreams
• 32nm: I feel bad for my former employer, then really happy I was never given the slip…
• Deep Throat dies: why was Mark Felt called Deep Throat again? According to the love of my life:
  

  Howard Simons, the managing editor of the Post during Watergate, dubbed the secret informant “Deep Throat” as an allusion to the notorious eponymous pornographic movie which was a mainstream cause célèbre at the time. The name was also a play on the journalism term “deep background,” referring to information provided by a secret source that, by agreement, will not be reported directly.