I’ve been experimenting with some interesting javascript libraries tonight, including one called MooWheel, with which I’ve created something interesting.
You’ll need Firefox 3 or the latest version of Opera to see it. I haven’t tested IE, but I’d suggest version 8.
Still in Burlingame, been here since Friday. I had a nice visit with Taylor on Thursday, which now seems like the calm before the storm.
My uncle Jim is so. fucking. weird.
I can’t write about it in much detail because there’s no privacy in this condo for audioblogging, but this guy is whack.
1) He has lived in this condo for four years.
2) there are no pots or pans in the house that weren’t packed away in sealed boxes.
3) there are no kitchen utensils (save for ONE teaspoon)
4) he does have these things such as toasters, fine china, good plates, etc. but it’s all in boxes.
5) all he talks about is how he goes to this classy restaurant down the street and eats the heels of the free bread and the free hors d’oeuvres there.
6) the condo building is run-down in weird ways (there are anti-fire sprinklers in every room, the hallways are dark and dreary, the pool looks like it hasn’t been cleaned in months, the elevator creaks and rattles like crazy)
7) The condo itself is decorated like someone just moved in. There are the tags on all his furniture from when he bought it, the closets are all filled with boxes. His clothes are on the floor…he doesn’t even own a laundry basket.
8) Which brings me to my final point: MY UNCLE IS A SERIAL KILLER. I’m going to make a video tour of the killer’s lair tomorrow. Until then, I give you a random interlude from our visit.
Categories: Ennui