We attended our first robotics competition! That’s what we do for fun now….yeah. It was a regional F.I.R.S.T. Robotics Competition at San Jose State. My geeky husband, who pirates too many violent shows, kept asking when the robots were going to destroy each other. Thankfully, they never did and instead displayed their many impressive and uber exciting skills. All the robots were built by teenagers and were sponsored by some pretty big names including NASA and Google! We’ve added robotics to our list of things to do this year as a couple. You should definitely check out some video of the competition here: Time Magazine covers FIRST.
It takes a lot to anger Randall, but he never fails to yell this after talking to Comcast. I just learned what Bash is the other day even though I’ve been using it for almost a year. I initially thought it was a language! Wow. Even a simple shell script can replace a job.
I’ve done some research after rudely finding out Randall was watching me use up my limited amount of heartbeats….I found that most sources say mammal and human hearts will beat between 2 and 3 billion times. That’s a pretty big discrepancy, but it depends on how long the person lives. The worldwide average life expectancy is supposedly 65 years old (2 billion beats), but I might be lucky enough to reach 95 years of age (3 billion beats). All in all, doing cardio regularly actually slows your sitting heart rate and therefore helps you out in the long run. Hah! (I made a pun.) So Randall started running with me!
My hacker husband has awful handwriting. It looks like someone dipped a chicken’s feet in ink and let them scurry all over a poor sheet of paper. But how fast can he type you ask? Incredibly fast! He is a ninja with the keyboard yet defeated with the old-fashioned paper and pen. When we signed our last lease, he said this quote above out loud and I found it quite embarrassing.
I’ve learned that the internet service provider is the most important amenity when choosing a home. In Los Angeles, we couldn’t find fiber anywhere that we had lived but now that we’re moving to Walnut Creek/East Bay, I think there is hope for a home sweet home.
Randall and I built my desktop together. It was the first computer and only computer that I’ve built. We picked out all the parts from Newegg.com and built it for like 500 bucks. I think that was about four or five years ago. I still use it. After we built it, I got to learn about drivers and opensource software. We had to find all the applications and the operating system online to download and install. It was a totally new experience and a bargain. Randall said my small fingers saved him hours of struggle too! (We would do it more often but have since happened to buy only laptops.)
I try to make conversation with my busy programmer husband by asking how his computer is doing. I forgot he got a new computer a while ago and that I hadn’t learned the name of it yet. Whoops! It’s not easy to get used to the fact that he names computers, let alone remembering their names! Well, this one is called Death, and it lives with us. I didn’t like Cora because Randall spent all his time with her. Death’s been okay so far.
My honey said this when we went shopping and I found this cutesy green hat! I’ve only played Zelda once, but I found a picture of this character, Link online. Now I know!
I’ve gotten used to having a husband who’s always online, but I’m not used to seeing him watch cartoons all day long. The sad thing is, I’ve come to accept that it means he’s working. I don’t know how exactly–how does one code while reading subtitles at the same time? It’s just a weird trait of a developer husband that is unexplainable and therefore hardly funny to me.