Today as I was walking in the parking garage I stumbled across something I continue to ponder about. There was a car that had windshield wipers on the two front headlights. I thought to myself, waa? To begin with, it seems that even if it is raining that the black wiper going back and forth on the lights would be more of a distraction than a little rain. Then it occurred to me that maybe it is for snow. You know to prevent the buildup of snow during a blizzard. Then it occurred to me that we don't really have blizzards in Texas, so what is the point? It's little things like that that I think about. Other times I get absorbed in my work. Yesterday I was working on a C# object library to create binary excel documents without automation pieces. I must've created over 75 excel documents that didn't work at all. I suppose that is why there are actual components that you can buy that do the same job. I also think about music. Like right now I am listening to some weird 60s guitar music "run run monsoon, Indian dreams, gonna catchem soon that big baboon." What did they smoke back then? Last night the remnants of my band jammed and I invited a friend from Sunday school to jam. Tito brought over some guy he had just met who played guitar. Apparently we were playing too loud because later that evening the cops knocked on my door. They had a complaint. I wasn't surprised at all and apologized and told them to tell the person who complained it won't happen again. They were pretty nice and I was restringing my guitar while I was talking to them and got cut. They were like,"careful there". Also I feel very lucky to have never had a complaint filed against me in the 2 years I've lived here. I guess I don't have enough soundproofing setup. I think I'll get some more and add more insulation to my windows. Back when I lived in apartments I had the police called on me, but they came too late. I had already gone to dinner and showed up to my apartment with them waiting. At that time I was like,"I wasn't even here..." It is pretty harmless though. All they do is knock on your door, ask to step inside and then give a warning. I always ask them who it was that complained. Then they say, "the next time they'll press charges and then you'll know who they are." One time is enough for me. Anyway, now I am listening to 99 Luftballons and can't understand a single word even though I took German in high school. I remember a recent episode of the Simpson's when Homer was renting out his house to Europeans and they forced him to sing 99 Luftballons over and over again. Now that was funny.

Thought of the Day
"You know what I've never understood? Why did they change the siren noise? When I was a kid, it was always 'WAAAAAH WAAAAAH' and now it's 'WOO WOO WOO WOO WOO'. Why'd they do that? I mean, did they do some research? Did they find out that WOO-WOO was a more effective siren than WAAAH?"
"Hey, and what about those English sirens? 'EEE YAAAH, EEE YAAAH, EEE YAAAH, EEE YAAAH'..."
- George and Jerry, in "The Trip"