the new xbox is … a Mac?

Yup, that’s right. Daniel shared this shocking development with me last night: Microsoft is using Mac G5 chips in their new xbox, slated for release next year. My brother particularly liked the second comment on the above-linked news page (scroll, kids). {/geek moment}

TGIF!

I love Fridays! (And this, despite the fact that we don’t celebrate the national weekly holiday of Casual Day in my office.) Here’s a picture of my dog. Because cooing over Rags seems like the perfect way to start a Friday.

I’m bummed.

Poor David’s Pub, a longtime dive of a place to catch live music in Dallas and metroplex host to the Asylum Street Spankers, just moved, so I figured the Spankers would be up this way again before too long to christen the new place. Sure enough. The PDP Web site reveals their next local appearance …

I’m in print!

Earlier this week, my office at work found out that the Dallas Morning News ran a little profile about me (based on a questionnaire I filled out) a couple of weeks ago. I just Googled myself, and the article has already been indexed! (Psst: Scroll down, Paul! lol)

back at zee office

After a couple of days in my apartment doing little more than watching movies and using up Kleenex, I’m back at work today, tackling a daunting pile of e-mails that stacked up in my two-day absence. I’m feeling a bit better, thanks in no small part to the undeniably excellent drugs Amy keeps me stocked …

workin’ for the man?

Last night, I was talking to David, who’s a sociologist by training, and he mentioned that, by an overwhelming margin, most people (men & women included) would rather work for a man than a woman. The topic came up in a discussion related to Hillary Clinton — is she an evil, conniving woman, or just …

CRP, body chemistry, and all that fun stuff

You may have heard me ranting about needles and bloodwork a couple of weeks ago due to my last doctor’s appointment. At the time, they were doing a retest of my CRP level (or “C Reactive Protein,” which I’ll explain presently), which was abnormally high in January during my initial visit/bloodwork. Given my family’s history …

must. have. oxygen.

Ever laugh so hard you think you’re going to pass out? (Aside: It probably doesn’t help that, between an impending sinus infection and a killer workout, I’m about to pass out anyway.) Fancy a look at this, and you’ll understand — courtesy of Mark’s friend Rotem.