Went to see Rush this weekend with Ray and his girlfriend… They had smoke machines, pyrotechnics, a tiny mechanical Neil Peart, and LASERS!

The iPhone does’t handle shots in low light very well, but here’s a pic anyway.

This is also a test of posting to LiveJournal from my phone via email.
It’d be nice if someone wrote an iPhone app for LiveJournal posting…

Live from NJ

This is my first post from my new iPhone!

I’m in NJ visiting my friend Ray, and yesterday he was nice enough to go with me to the Apple store to wait in line.
Which turned out to be *really* nice of him… AT&T or Apple were having technical issues, so it ended up being a wait of epic proportions.

I wanted to get there early, so we got up just after 6, stopped for some coffee, and got to the Apple store around 7. There was a pretty big line already, we were about 100th in line.

When the store opened, the line was moving pretty decently, but as time passed it got slower and slower. We chatted music, politics, and culture with other people in line; Apple handed out water and munchkin donuts; Ray went and got bagels for us; still the line moved at a pace between a crawl and not at all.

One man next to us had to give up after waiting hours, he had appointment to get to.

The woman next to us, a nurse, was relieved to find out a meeting she was supposed to go to was cancelled – she could keep waiting with us.

Finally I got inside – at just after noon – FIVE hours of waiting.

The network was still down, I bought the phone but couldn’t use it until activating it on Ray’s laptop later in the day.

But I have to say, the iPhone *is* pretty damn cool.

A breakfast of Pain

I managed to make a fairly decent-looking omelette this morning. Normally I mangle them and they turn out as Scombelettesâ„¢, a sort of patchwork scrambled omelette.

But this morning I used a smaller pan, lower heat, and realized that omelettes are folded, not flipped. It didn’t come out perfect, but it was a lot closer to an omelette shape than I’ve come before.

Then I sat down and began to eat my creation, reading a magazine article about the sound design in Wall-E.

Chew, chew, chew, CRUNCH!


I had just bit into my tongue. Hard.
I’ve bit my tongue before, but this was by far the biggest gash I’d made in the ol’ word-waggler.

(It doesn’t look that bad in the photo, but that cut is pretty deep)

After stanching the flow of blood with several paper towels, I found my tongue now alternates between feeling fine and feeling a aching, stabbing pain, like a toothache in my tongue, causing me to wince.

Two hours later, it’s still like that. Fine, fine, fine, fine, PAIN.

Any kind of food or drink brings on the pain. So until it gets better, I guess I’m fasting, maybe gently sipping some water to stay hydrated.