My memories go back to about age 4-5, when I lived near/in the Phoenix metropolitan area. I remember rolling down this one grass hill a lot, a passing, irrational fear of this one riding lawnmower that often came near said hill, an asymmetrical, irregular-shaped pool, a red ball going over a brick wall, and Linkin Park’s Hybrid Theory album on this CD boombox I had.

I go down to Manassas for class sometimes; GMU’s Sci-Tech campus is adjacent-to-if-not-surrounded-by a good half-dozen data centers. You can see them from I-66.

Just woke up. Currently at my grandparents’ place near-ish the Outer Banks in northeastern NC for Independence Day weekend. Managed to dodge a hangover, far as I can tell, and that’s always a plus. Not quite Satan’s Nutsack like it is in the DC area where I ACTUALLY live, but still supposed to hit high 90s (F) here over the weekend. May fish tomorrow.

Overall…fair. Be good if I could find that damn water bottle.

Addendum: Found it. Life is good now.

Nothing I couldn’t pirate right back, given time.

I’m in the US, but still, maybe getting booted off of there was the universe trying to tell me something.

RPCS3 enables full PS3 functionality on PC; it’s how I’m able to play the OG 2009 version of Demon’s Souls, complete with online connectivity.

If they shut down one site, hundreds more will rain CONTENT UPON US!

If they cut off one head, two more shall take its place.

Long Live Piracy.

I’m at The Office ™ minding the phone while my bosses are out on a sales call.