How do we measure the changing of the seasons? It gets harder to find good fresh fruit. It gets easier to find good classical music concerts.

I thought I was going to see a good pop music concert, too, since my brother saw the Twang Bangers (sp?), loved them, and convinced me to go see them when they hit Dallas last Friday. But Everything Is Harder Than You Think. (Did I mention that once I finally got SBCL to work again, sometime after my last diary entry, my ISP's connection went down for the day so I couldn't check it in?) Unfortunately the venue the TBs were booked (Sons of Hermann hall) in was so laid back that we showed up, couldn't get anyone to sell us tickets or tell us when the show would start, waited half an hour until second hand cigarette smoke got to my SO, and bailed out.

My last article was grumping about complex software which arguably was fundamentally broken inside when I started working on it, and which had become unarguably broken outside by the time I started grumping. Now it's no longer so unarguably broken outside, and is arguably less broken inside too, so life is better. Now if only it were last month or so, life would be even better, but I haven't figured out how to get everything.