Circadian Shift

Has it been totally freaking hot this week, or what?

Admittedly, I wasn't outside very much during the week, having spent most of it spent head down at the computer, sucking back the coffee, and bashing out use cases, among other things. Yeah, I know -- I'm boring you.

I don't even have any notable media consumption to report -- while the headphones and CD Walkman got a good workout, it all was just one big long soundtrack to type along with.

The weekend, at least, has been largely recreational in nature, as "N" and I made the drive down to Niagara Falls. There was the requisite trek to view the mind-boggingly huge quantities of water falling over a cliff, as well as the flashy cheesiness of Clifton Hill.

And there was Casino Niagara, where I performed an amazing feat of magic known as making some $20 bills disappear into various shiny machines with blinking lights. I won't deny that there is some sort of buzz factor that happens when you gamble -- and those lights and the blipping sounds can be surprisingly hypnotic. However, the sober realization that you don't stand a snowball's chance in hell of winning anything (let alone making back what you've already fed into the machine) tends to dampen the amusement factor of pressing a bunch flashing buttons over and over again. This meant (fortunately) that the trip to the casino was relatively short and inexpensive.