CFP was fun, at least the parts I saw of it. Got my business cards at the party, and they're pretty. Mildly inaccurate, but nothing fatal -- should only foil the casual caller, since while the direct number listed is fictional, calling the main number will eventually get you to me. And do I really want to talk to a casual caller?

Back from the party and the Developer Meeting, both of which were lots of fun. People are doing cooler stuff with Mozilla than I had imagined. (And I'm a pretty good imaginer.) I was unpleasantly surprised to discover that I couldn't use my upgrade certs on the wacky L-class fare that I had SFO<->YYZ. Even more unpleasantly surprised than when I realized I needed 2 certs each way. Coach sucks for long trips, but I got a bulkhead seat on the way out, and an exit row seat on the way back. My back has just about stopped aching.

The Hyatt Regency is a pretty nice hotel, but their ``any airline'' bonus-miles thing apparently doesn't include my program of choice, affiliated with United or not. The Hyatt just down the road was pretty nice too, according to blizzard, and a little cheaper to boot.

zab moved to Montreal the other week. I guess I'll see him tonight, unless I put off my trip to tomorrow. I'm still on PDT, it seems, which got me off to a late start today. Having trouble getting to my mail right now, though, so maybe I should just hop on a plane and get onto the network ASAP. Decisions, decisions.

Hope we find an apartment as nice as dria's or zab's. I have hope: Ron is really good.

Came back to discover that I've been getting a fair bit of fax spam. I should really find out if it's as illegal here as I think it is. Some of it is coming to the office voice line, which is just absurd. Are they war dialing? How do they know that there's a fax machine on that? Does Bell let them see that it shares a line with the ident-a-call for my fax? Mysteries abound.

Bell is still doing a miserable job of installing the home<->DSLAM part of my DSL service. My ISP has been supportive, but their hands are largely tied: when Bell wants to fuck you, fuck you they will. I should write more about the saga at some point.

I have not been involved in any ``gender debates'' of late, but I've been away from home for a while.

More later, I guess.