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Congress, in it’s wisdom, has changed daylight savings time. If you run Windows you’ll have to update your clock. Here is a link to the Microsoft tool I just used to update mine: LINKWant a clean desk, free from unsightly cables, routers, and external drives? Try this trick: LINK

Like to buy stuff cheap? Especially electronics? Use Firefox? Check out this wootness: LINK

This, although tangetially photo related, is just freakin’ cool: LINK

This is for the dog lovers… we’ll be buying one for our puppies this weekend: LINK

We’ve all lost data to hard drive failure (if you haven’t…. ~he he he~ then you’re overdue). This was interesting, from Google, and sheds some light on hard drive death: LINK

Last, but not least, is the Dilbert Blog. Scott Adams is insanely smart, and cranks out all kinds of thoughts via this blog. If I can visit only one site a day, other than Flickr, this would be it: LINK

The website MyHeritage.com has you upload a picture of yourself, they uses dark magic to determine which celebrities you most resemble.  All I can say is that your expression makes all the difference in the world.  Apparently, I’ve got some celebrity heritage issues… (more comparisons after the link)

I’ve always thought of astronauts as super smart and generally “together” individuals.  I mean, you don’t want to put someone on top of a huge controlled bomb (a.k.a. Rocket) if they don’t react well under pressure.  This woman proved my assumptions to be totally wrong.  She is a NASA astronaut and was, apparently, dumped by her astronaut boyfriend for another woman.  She didn’t like that, so she drove from Houston to Orlando intending to kidnap her rival.  The plot included diapers.  Yup, diapers.  All I can say is, WTF????

Sunday night we attended a SuperBowl party held by friend and fellow Flickrati, Keith.  The pregame festivities included throwing the nerf-knockoff around, as well as the supermini-plastic ball, and the superman football.  That moved on to more of a soccerball version of hackysack play, with lots of chasing a ball into the street and spilling of adult beverages.  Once the game started, we all moved indoors.  I expected to really watch the game, as we had at previous SuperBowl parties.  I was wrong.  I think I watched maybe the first quarter of the game, with snippets throughout, and then the celebration at the end.  The rest of the game was spent taking snapshots of the partygoers, playing with the puppies, talking with friends, and eating.  I’ll be the first person to admit that I’m not a sports fan, but I certainly do enjoy going to the parties.

IMAGE:  Keith’s son was also a documentary photographer Sunday, and he captured the basic, fundamental Chrisness that is me.