"That which is overdesigned, too highly specific, anticipates outcome; the anticipation of outcome guarantees, if not failure, the absence of grace."
-- William Gibson, All Tomorrow's Parties
It never fails.

I was going to move today. Andrew and I were going to get a U-Haul and get a bunch of stuff from various places around town where he has kit stashed that was earmarked to be thrown away. Including a Sun E4500.

Then we were going to swing by my place, get the big stuff that couldn't be easily transported in a cab (like, say, my bed, and desk, and monitors), and dump it off at my new place.

Pity it's fucking pissing rain out.

sigh.

July 12, 2004 1:12 PM
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I have some very fine wireless equipment being water-proofed by a hefty layer of CARDBOARD BOX on top of a water-tower. It's supposed to rain tommorrow.

I feel your watery pain.

Posted by: Pre at July 12, 2004 4:16 PM

Silence, desert rat! You know nothing of this horrible wetness!

Posted by: bda at July 12, 2004 6:49 PM
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