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My frustration with blog spam grows deep. With the blacklist over 3000 now and more bombardment occurring daily, I often ask why I even have the comment option. I don't get much feedback anymore on anything. Perhaps someone needs to develop an easily integrated plug-in for MT that will only allow you to comment after you enter the alphanumeric key displayed in one of those jumbled hieroglyphic graphic rectangles. You know the ones... they are everywhere when you're signing up for something online. The first three seasons of Seinfeld are coming out on DVD today. Sweet. EL asked me the big question last night... what exactly I want for Christmas. Hmm... nothing. I reached this stage in my life where I'm quite happy with the "stuff" that I have. I don't need anything to survive. The trick is that everything I want is not a reasonable gift item. It's not like you can go buy a Matchbox car and wrap it up. There are things on my "list", but nothing I would expect anyone short of Oprah or Bill Gates to buy with spare change lying around. I could use a huge hard drive for the computer as well as an external (like a LaCie), there is always my B&H wishlist which has TONS of stuff, etc. I can think of non-"stuff" gifts that would mean a lot to me, but only a couple are things she has any control over. I'd like a job with more flexibility... telecommuting and freedom from set hours. I wouldn't mind living in the mountains. My whole problem with that is that I absolutely adore our house. It has all sorts of features that we otherwise wouldn't be able to afford if building a new home elsewhere. I don't want to live in a cookie-cut planned community where the Stepford wives put the same yard ornaments out front throughout the block. That would be residential hell. So you see, there are all sorts of possibilities, but nothing that is pressing. I would rather she take the money she would spend on a gift for me and go shopping for herself. I think that would make me happy. I have this splitting headache this morning. I was about to go searching for OTC relief, but I was sidetracked by work. Joe is running late today and most of my other co-workers are either out on PTO for the holiday or AWOL this morning. It's like a ghost town in the hall, but the email machine is churning. I am really looking forward to the extended weekend. Mom and Bob are driving in this afternoon to beat the traffic. I have a lunch meeting with a business associate to discuss alternatives in my career path. I'm curious. Mom is bringing up some fresh, made this morning, tortillas from the City Tortilla Factory. I wish Sean was here to share. I noticed that Half Life 2 was release this week. I want that game in a bad way, but I don't think I would play it enough now to justify the sixty bones they are asking. I just don't have that kind of free time. It is supposed to be equivalent eye-candy to Doom 3. Ouch. My head. Ok, back to work... one more day... just one more.