May 22nd, 2002


Shotgun man

Driving back from the bank, I passed by a hill near my old neighborhood where I lived from age 4 to 11. The hill's really steep with a barbed-wire fence in front of it, power lines going up it, and you can't see over the crest. I saw it and thought, "Oh, the steep hill with the guy at the top sitting in a lawnchair with a shotgun shooting snakes."

And then I realized ... wait, that was just a childhood legend. But for a few seconds today I believed it, until I realized how silly it was.

In other news, I got pre-approved for a house loan at the top end of my target purchase cost. Leaving, he said, "Oh, and bring that letter back if you need it revised." Revised? For when I show it to sellers ... I can say, "But I'm only approved for $x ... would that work?" Can't bargain as well if they know you're good for more. Rad. Love how the world works sometimes.

So now I just need to find a house. There's a sign at the bank that says, "Getting the mortage is the easy part." Heh.

In final news, BV3K still rocks.

Think it's time for my siesta.


After fully absorbing my mod_perl books, I'm craving a new tech book.

My goal lately is to increase my Perl skills a ton. I've been doing some rad shit lately, and it's like a whole new world. I'd been getting bored with Perl a bit, but it was just because I'd stopped learning.

Off to the bookstore, then seeing Star Wars with Nick.