Monday, May 28, 2007, posted by Q6 at 9:52 PM
Recently my girlfriend of almost two years accepted my proposal of marriage. We have received nothing but heartfelt congratulations from family, friends, and coworkers, and that's been really great. Many have commented that we are perfect for each other (which is true), and others have been pleasantly surprised that we were that involved with each other. The students at our school seem quite happy about it, too.

Anyway, I'm just about the happiest--and luckiest--guy in the world right now.
Saturday, May 26, 2007, posted by Q6 at 9:34 PM
I turned 38 years old back on the 13th of May. Not a milestone by any means, but it's the oldest I've ever been. The two things that strike me as odd at this point will leave my mind soon, as I've never really given much thought to anyone's age. One, I remember when my parents were this old, and they seemed older to me (which means, really, that like everyone else my age, I don't feel that old). Two, I feel much younger; I mean, I feel 25 (until I hang out with 25 year olds--then I feel 86).

* Since my favorite number is 42 (thanks to Douglas Adams), I expect that party to top them all.
, posted by Q6 at 9:20 PM
At my office they've installed new urinals in all the mens' restrooms. They're water-free, using some weird pipe and chemical system to keep things clean and odor-free. The way they work is actually quite cool, and they've supposed to save tens of thousands of gallons of water per year.

Here's the downside: you can't flush them.

Growing up, there was always an emphasis on flushing. Flushing was sanitary, polite, and necessary. The sound of a flushing toilet was the sound of a job well done. We've done away with that satisfying sound in the name of water conservation, and at the same time we've removed the ingrained, Pavlovian response of completion. Now I--and every other guy at work--leaves the restroom feeling like we've forgotten to do something. You never realize just how accustomed you become to something until it's gone.

So one guy at work suggested we install a small device above the new urinal that provides the sound of a flushing toilet. I suggested that we be able to download varying sounds. "Flushtones, if you will," I added. I know another guy at work who would jump at the chance to add that one to his cell phone.
Sunday, May 13, 2007, posted by Q6 at 10:39 PM
About a week ago, my really-cool Billabong watch died. It's one of those waterproof types that requires some special NASA device to open it up, so I'll have to take it in to have the battery replaced. I switched to my Mickey Mouse watch . . .

. . . which died two days later. I went to get a new battery for it, and replaced it. I closed it and went to re-set it using the clock on the kitchen wall . . .

. . . which was also dead. I figure the universe is trying to tell me something.

Isn't everything in the world supposed to stop moving when all my clocks stop? Didn't I see that in an old "Twilight Zone" or something?
, posted by Q6 at 10:30 PM
My apologies to those who read this blog and have found nothing new for a while. I have this big project at work, and it's been taking up all of my time. I've found some breathing space, and am doing my best to catch up.

I've got all sorts of blog entries planned--all I need to do is come up with the catchy titles, and I'll get them posted.