Went to visit the Vette today — because it was stashed behind a bunch of Ferraris and Porsches I wasn't able to drive it (next couple days), but it looks good other than a couple minor $25 cosmetic problems (missing knobs, crack in cover over centre console, etc). From the factory it was a 350/350HP with a 4-speed, but I'm told it's not any more… I'm not sure what's in it. With luck I'll know later today.
And here are some crappy photos of the soon-to-be-mine 1969 Vette:

Oh, and I checked eBay to see what they've been selling for and it looks like a fair trade.
And I just found out today that a former business associate of mine that we'd also heard was a pedophile is going around town with a 14-year old boy that he tells everyone is his “son”. Yeah, we really believe that — he's three inches taller than you, blonde, and blue eyed. You're a short obviously Jewish man… Hmmm… Considering this guy already has a reputation, and I suspect a record, you'd think he'd behave!
ModCon shirts are currently printing. Below is a sample (although the colors are a little stronger in the final version)… Note: A few people have asked how to get ModCon shirts. You can't buy them; they're free to ModCon attendees.

Some people were waaaayyy too amused by my bathroom reading. Code, and amazing book on the history of digital computers and programming. Then of course, Jane's gun guide…. A day before and she would have also found some secret government conspiracy book by Willian Cooper, but that didn't make the photo.

When people send me their digital camera pictures of their naughty bits, sometimes they accidentally drag too many files into the email and I end up with pictures from their vacation, or of their kids, or of the girlfriends, or sometimes… of their pets:

Woke up with a horrible headache. Made a bunch of calls regarding rental of gear and furniture for ModCon. Went for a walk. Picked up some food. Headache got worse. Felt nauseous. Threw up for an hour. Made a bunch more calls. Went to the bank. Gave them a lesson in how to use their software and then fixed their printers for them. Went to Artik. Will have a sample of the ModCon shirts this evening. Picked up the CoolPix 995. Got a coffee. Came back. Made a bunch more calls. Tried to install the software for the 995 on an old machine to test it. Didn't work. Decided it would be better to just put it on a laptop. Made some more calls. Handled some IAM politics. Felt sick some more. Etc.
Again, soon:
