A few random words

I’ve not had much in the way of time this month. I’ve not had much time to do much of anything productive, let alone write here. I’ve actually spent the few writing moments that I have had on some projects invisible to the casual Galaxycow reader. Perhaps, if luck shall have it, sometime next year you’ll see the fruits of that labor.

Aside from that, it’s all been about the day job and the kids at night. Christmas is a crazy time for us, especially now with three kids to feed. Not just that, but right out of the holidays we’re packing most of the family up and heading out to Macworld. I’ll probably have some pictures and blog my thoughts about Macworld, but by and large I’m sure you’ll stick to the sites with writers who are paid to cover it for you. I’m fine with that; I’m going to Macworld for work anyway. Who has time to do silly things like report on it?

I know most of the world has updated to WordPress 2.7. I thought about doing this tonight myself, but worried about theme incompatibilities and other fun issues, so I decided not to kick that off tonight. I’ll save it for another day or night when I’m just not so busy.

I fear that twitter is starting to take the place of this blog and that shouldn’t happen. (Woo, told you this was a random post). Twitter serves the need to offload quick nuggets of thought very quickly, rather than planting them here and letting it grow into a full-fledged fruit-bearing monstrosity. Not that the fruit here is very fresh or anything, but you see the analogy. It’s a little problematic, I suppose, because if I offload a thought, chances are I won’t remember it again. It’s kind of like those plays I did in school and all the way up to 1999 – once the play is over, the lines just eject themselves from my brain. Sad, but it seems my brain only has limited amounts of space and will clean house to make sure there’s room for other material.

Anyway, it’s late. We’ve been ripped off from getting snow again this season. Hope that doesn’t happen again. Now that I hear my iPhone making that oh-so-familiar “dong” sound of new mail on my work server, I should retire for bed.

I promise to write more. Really.