I wish I could regale you with more funny anecdotes about the countdown to being a parent, but I have been in Moomba for the last 7 days, so I've got nothing. Karen might have something, but I doubt it, she is starting to feel a bit less nauseous, so nothing interesting.

Fortunately, it was my last trip to the desert for the year, and thank god. I set a new personal record, I managed to work 22, that's right twenty two hours on Sunday. Holy cow, that takes it out of you, but when its a choice between that and missing the plane home, well a man's got to do what a man's got to do.

Of course, it also had a lot to do with a pig not arriving when it was supposed to. (That would make you wonder if you were a first timer here! Oh alright, here's a link)

Not a great deal else to report really. Except that the power supply in my PC blew up for some reason. No short term impediment for a geek like me with a work laptop to use as a backup, but still a pain in the arse nonetheless.

So I pulled it apart, expecting to find a blown fuse. Which I did, except that the bugger is soldered in! What the? I thought the idea of a fuse is that it is supposed to be a replaceable component to protect all of the non replaceable components. Grrr, I am a mechanical engineer, I can operate a screw driver, but a soldering iron is beyond my clumsy fingers.

I might sound like I am filling now, but it's my blog and I'll fill if I want to. Anyway, I have been listening to a bit of net radio lately, which is pretty cool, especially a station called Swiss Groove. OK, I admit if you are not into chill out type music you are going to hate it, but if that is you then you can take your Nickleback albums and piss off.