In the summer of 1999, I bought a computer with my own money for the very first time. I picked it up second-hand from Peter for some amount of money that amounted to a large portion of the money I made that summer working in the library with Todd, throwing books. Included was a motherboard, RAM, CPU, and a graphics card. When I picked it up from Peter’s apartment, he informed me after I gave him the money that he’d accidentally scraped the key lock diode off the motherboard, so the key lock wouldn’t work. I was annoyed, but it’s…
As we pulled up to the Sheraton in Columbia, MD, at midnight, on a Sunday, I remarked that there were an insane number of people sitting around outside smoking. In fact, the streets seemed to be lined with what appeared to be drunk degenerates. My coworker hypothesized that maybe there was some sort of comic-con sort of thing going on. It didn’t add up. When we checked in, I asked at the front desk what was going on. “Some concert.” “Who?” “I don’t know.” I asked 5 people at the hotel, finally someone said, “Phish.” Apparently they played the last…
A+. Easily in my top 5 movies of all time. I want to watch it again tomorrow. I don’t want to spoil it if, somehow, you haven’t seen it and don’t know anything about it.