I'm in Alaska! It's fucking cold! But I have the highest speed internet I've ever had. Weird.
So goes my latest far-flungingness. I'm in Kenai, to be exact, visiting another god-forsaken outpost of my company's empire. Whilst trying to avoid moose and re-learning how to drive in snow, I have been working on network security. Well, watching while some contractors work on network security. If I never again hear a fat guy with a crewcut talk about "back-railing", it will be too soon.
Twice in the last week I have been accused of looking like Steve Buscemi. I guess the dark circles under my eyes now have dark circles. It's too bad I can't find some 20-something hookers to spend the night with me and then call me "funny-looking" when later interrogated by a pregnant sheriff. Then again, maybe it's not so bad, considering the abundance of wood chippers in this area.
It's 5:32 pm and pitch black outside. Just saying.