Speak Stiltedly and Wear a Yellow Shirt

Quiz of the day: the Lüscher Color Test

Veronica has run off, and I’m left watching Kitty, the former evil attack cat, now chubby and retired. So far, he’s been good. I’m also caught up on BSG and I noticed it won’t be on this weekend. I’m going into withdrawal already.

Google has instructions for connecting to Google Talk with iChat. If you have a Gmail account, then you can Google Talk. The general FAQ is here.

Way back in The Disease that Dare Not Speak its Name, I blogged about the disease theory of (male) homosexuality. GeekPress has linked a recent Globe article about the state of research into the elusive gay gene, indicating that environmental factors in the womb may be the answer.

On the T this morning I heard someone talking about the Charlie Card on a cell phone—giving out those top-secret subway fare collection secrets for anyone to hear. Apparently there was some sort of demo or lecture about the new fare cards. Most of what I learned contradicted the last batch of happy RFID rumors I’d heard.

So here’s the scoop:

1. The cards go bodily through the machine–in one end and out the other, not through a slider. This means no more hole-punching your subway pass and sticking it on your keyring.
2. You can buy Charlie cards with T tokens.
3. Not all the readers will be changed over at the same time, so if you have a new Charlie card you really can get stuck at Quincy Adams with no token to get out with—just like Charlie. And you’ll never return, no, you’ll never return, and your fate will be unlearned. You will ride forever ‘neath the streets of Boston, etc.
4. No humans will sell Charlie cards, only the machines.

That’s all I remember, but I’ll keep my ears open for more rumors.

I haven’t killed the couple that refuses to die lately, but if you want to see them broken up then go read and vote in Die J/C Die 2005.

If you’re in the area, don’t miss out on the upcoming tax holiday weekend this Saturday and Sunday. It’s always a good day to buy a new iPod…

An alliterative link from Lori: the Lyttle Lytton Contest. The 2006 contest year is already open.

I’m a trackpad devotee myself, but Apple’s new Mighty Mouse looks like a handy rodent. Slashdotters are already complaining about the tail. For a more optimistic review, see Here I Come To Save The Day from DetroitMac, Inc.

Seema wants to wax nostalgic again. I’m still too post-fandom to put any work into gathering titles and links, so let me redirect you once again to The Jemima’s Trek Fanfic Awards.