I'm curious beyond curious as to what is up.

They may want to discuss your shower routines.

My primary exposure to the Harlem Shake meme has not been ignorant white people but ignorant black people--there's no racial dibs on that--it's ridic popular in Jamaica, and I think to this date I've only seen one white group's video (SPN cast and crew)--the other 20 or so instantiations were all Jamaican and Mexican.

The idea that there's a Harlem Shake meme that has nothing to do with the Harlem Shake dance or dancers isn't that world-shattering to me, but I may perhaps have been over appropriated into numbness. I have no idea what responsibility the media bears in this, since I've only seen the links and mentions in personal blogs. And if that they decides on a name, well, it's over. The media will never right that ship.

Matt, are you asking about the page loading time of all of b.org or image threads? It would depend on how it's coded--a page designed without tables that has accurate image attributes can render all the text before the images fill in, so nothing will be lost. However, you need to consider the time required to determine the image sizes before generating the HTML. And since I'm not suggesting images be hosted here (I think today's landscape has a lot of corporate servers where hotlinking is not an issue--you can embed an image from gawker or tumblr without causing anyone any pain, and sites like photobucket or tinypic are specifically designed for that purpose) there's no way to predict or control how long it will take them to render.

Our code is decently designed that the top of the page can start rendering before the bottom is fully loaded, and that's the best thing you can do to not be dragged down by the slowest common denominator.

Unrelatedly, why do we still "drop it like it's hot" so often? Have we learnt nothing about heat insulation in the past twenty years?

Unrelatedly, why do we still "drop it like it's hot" so often? Have we learnt nothing about heat insulation in the past twenty years?

I blame the Hot Potato lobby.

Argh, my parents are all confused and upset this morning. They called my sister to complain about being hungry and having colds. They are in a building with 24-7 support! And yet the first thing they do is call their daughters.

As it is, I have to take this afternoon off to take my mother to an appointment, and then tomorrow I'm taking my dad to the neurologist.

I didn't sign up for caretaker status. But apparently I did.

Belgians have the coolest names. I just looked up a guy named Toon Putzeys. (Best Belgian name ever: Taco B. M. Monster. That is his actual name. He is a pharmacological researcher.)

Almost lunch time. I'm getting nervous. I did figure out that the person I'm being introduced to is taking over the role of someone I do work with. But what I do for that person is so minimal and I'm actually looking to pass the work off to someone else.

Nervous.

Speaking of small planes (well, when compared to a 747 or A380):

World War II in Color: American Bombers and Their Crews, 1942

The picture of the guy working on a ball turret of a B-17 while sitting next to a doggie is my fave.

eta: unpublished until now.

Best Belgian name ever: Taco B. M. Monster.

Wow. I'm curious to know more about him, but I am actually embarrassed to google that.

There are a couple of projects that I've been procrastinating on because of reasons, and I decided to start tackling them today so that I have updates for my manager when we meet this afternoon.

Naturally, today is becoming the day where everyone suddenly needs me to be doing something else.

Isn't that always how it is? I have just hit the point in my planning that is probably just procrastination. I'm nervous about carrying out the task, and it would probably be easier if I just go to town and get the tool, but instead I am just futzing about.