Monday, August 15, 2005

My Newton Still Works

Seven years after I stopped using it, I inserted batteries in the thing to see if it still works... not only does it work but it retained all the information stored in it after all of these years. That's simply amazing! I don't think that I've ever owned a piece of technology that has been so neglected yet working perfectly well. In case you're interested, it's available for sale. I believe that I even have all the original manuals. It won't be on eBay but you can get a hold of me for it.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Mr. Fish Gets a New Home

As part of Eid Noruz (Persian New Year), we place goldfish on the Haft Seen and this year was our first year together. Mr. Fish came to us with a friend but his friend, like most goldfish, left us rather quickly. Mr. Fish, on the other hand, is a survivor. We did not expect for him to stay for us this long (coming close to nine months now) and so, this weekend I decided that enough was enough and 1 liter wasn't enough. Mr. Fish now lives in his own 5 liter ranch with more water plants and bubbling oxygen than he could ever imagine!

Friday, August 05, 2005

Here is the House

My parents and sibs are "going back home" to Iran for a month. I'm staying here, of course, working like I always do. But going back "home" is different this time. For the first time that I am aware of, they'll be going to someplace other than my grandmother's home. She passed away a few months after I visited Iran in 2000. They spent the first night with my uncle. Somehow, it has sunk in a different and more profound way.

Thursday, August 04, 2005

What Happened to All the Posts?

If you're a regular here, which is unlikely, or you stumbled here by way of random Google search, then you might notice that... well, things are missing. That's because I recently trimmed quite a few posts from this page. Perhaps with older age I feel OK about selling out... maybe it's just wiser to keep some thoughts to myself. Regardless, it's just not going to be as exciting. Then again, I don't think anyone is really ever reading anything I fume about.