It's becoming a tradition to post pictures of my daughter here.

This is what whe looks like to me when we're out driving together. She invariably falls asleep as soon as I start driving. Just can't seem to keep awake. So I'll watch her in the rear-view mirror.



Since she is facing backwards, I have another mirror between the headrests in the back. Don't ask me why it is surrounded with this strange blue/white elastic band. It just seems like people that design stuff for kids are crazy. And completely tasteless. This was the most subdued rear-rear-view mirror that I could find.

Sheez!

I got a cold sore.

Right after the flu. I used to get them every other month or so, but I haven't had one in almost four years. They used to come when I had had little sleep, was malnurished, and had been exposed to big changes in heat, i.e. strong sunlight or frost. This time around, only the intermittent sleep applies, although I think the flu probably did manage to weaken me.

I used to use Zovir, a lip paste of sorts, but this time I was told that it requires a prescription. So I tried a different one, called Abreva, made by Glaxo Smith Kline. That sounds like the name of a law firm. And it might just as well be. Who else would sell you a tube of paste, the size of a paperclip, that holds only a few drops, and costs more than 17 dollars? Has to be lawyers.

Anyway. This stuff doesn't fight the cold sore. At all. It isn't designed for that. It merely helps it heal quicker, once your lip has become a bleeding wound. Which is perfectly understandable. After all, you wouldn't want to kill off the source of the problem, the impetus for people to go out and buy your stuff, now would you?

Of course not.

And Quincy Jones! Man!

I have become completely, utterly hooked on fifties' and sixties' music. And I mean not the run of the mill pop music of that era. No, I mean lounge music, even elevator music, of the period.

It all began with iN FLiGHT entertainment, a cd that a friend of mine loaned me a while back. I listened to it non-stop for weeks, before moving on too Further In Flight Entertainment.

And now, I've just seen Down With Love.

And I'm hooked, I tell ya. Hooked!

Jeez, this blog is sick.

Kind of like I have been. For the last week or so. Caught a flu. For the first time in years. I had forgotten how miserable it is to just lay in bed. Sick.

I seem to be finally shaking it off, though. Just as good, since I'm going to church tomorrow morning. To hear Mozart's Requiem. That will be my final touch of healing. There is something about that piece which is thoroughly invigorating.

Probably has something to do with that holy ghost thing. Which reminds me! We carved out pumpkins today. With a bunch of friends. Boy, that was fun. Here are the results: My wife's spider on the left, and my self-portrait on the right.



Boo!

My daughter is quite possibly the laziest infant in history.

I used to own a cat. It was so lazy that you could dress it up like a Swiss yodeler and yodel to it all day long, without it waking up (don't ask).

Now I have a daughter, and she likes to sleep. Sleep, sleep, sleep. Every now and then, she'll wake up and want some milk, and then go back to sleep. Kind of like the cat, actually.



I can already hear some of you going "You don't know how lucky you are", and "She'll wake up soon enough, and then you'll wish she was still sleeping", and even "Just you wait!". I'm sure you're all quite correct, but I want to play with her. Now!

Yes!

Finished my next assignment, which was to launch a series of buffer overflow attacks. Got a perfect 10 out of 10 for it. And it's not even due until next week!

Sweet...