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As promised, today I'm going to discuss Opera. It is a pretty decent browser from what I understand. I still prefer Firefox. Tabbed browsing (finally available in the latest Internet Explorer as well) is too awesome to live without. I think the latest Firefox has a memory leak, but I'm using the beta so who knows.
Wednesday I dragged Shana over the Odyssey Comics on Fry Road, my preferred comic store. Wednesday is new comic day most of the time. This week there was a holiday, so I wasn't too surprised that the shipment would be a day later than normal.
The owner told me that his regulars come in on Wednesday except when shipments arrive late. When Wednesday passes without seeing certain people things just don't seem right. He said he always hoped the industry would catch on and ship a day early on weeks with a holiday.
"I've been here thirteen years," he told us, "I'm used to seeing these specific people every Wednesday. It just doesn't seem right."
I stopped by Thursday after work and there was a crowd gathered.
The hibachi restaurant next door had taken a turn for the worse overnight.
That place had been weird for a while. It took forever for them to initially open and then they closed for a bit and re-opened. The food was good and there was always a crowd. The last few weeks there was a "Closed for Family Emergency" sign on the door and Wednesday night around 10pm the place burned down.
Of course, the logical explanation is that the owner ran afoul of the local yakuza.
The inspector (one of the crowd of people standing around) was looking closely at the wiring. I didn't have to ask him if he was looking for evidence of ninja throwing stars. I know enough about how these things work.
The whole time, my eyes kept being drawn to the smoke and water damaged wall of comics in "my" store. Sharing a wall with someone who annoys ninjas is never a good idea, especially if that wall is where you keep your comics.
I saw the owner and made eye contact. At that point I couldn't wander off without wishing him well. He seemed ok, considering, and plans to be open in "a few days" a couple of doors down.
I'll put off comics this week. I could drive to a competing store, but this guy evidently fought off a ninja death squad.
That's not the kind of comic book store owner you want to have on your bad side.
Plans for today include meaningless paperwork and looking busy, followed by an undercover infiltration of the yakuza death cult which has set up operations in the suburbs.
Hopefully, none of them read this blog.
You know who does read this blog? People who like vomit stories.
The server (at least as of yesterday afternoon) is still sitting on our loading dock, waiting for pick up by a "Data Recovery Specialist" company. I suggested they put up a flyer at local universities and offer beer money in exchange for some college student cleaning it out. I'm sure more than a few of them have experience cleaning vomit out of electronics.
I suspect sending it out for cleaning will cost more than the hardware is worth. Also, it smells pretty horrible.