January 11, 2007

You know how some­times, you can look at a prob­lem from 800 dif­fer­ent angles, and it just won’t go away? And you just know there’s a sim­ple solu­tion; the prob­lem is just pick­ing the cor­rect sim­ple solu­tion from the infin­i­ty of incor­rect ones.

And you know how some­times, it’ll fil­ter in your mind, and sud­den­ly you’ll have this epiphany, this flash of insight, and you know the answer? And it turns out you’re right?

I’m halfway there. I haven’t had the epiphany yet, but I’ve got One of Those Prob­lems. Noth­ing life-threat­en­ing; just some­thing that’s intel­lec­tu­al­ly aggra­vat­ing. And Tech Sup­port is involved, too.

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Did some writ­ing tonight, too. At least that went well. I have some research to do. Things I would like to know include:

• Bur­ial cus­toms in the 17^th Cen­tu­ry (Boston? New York?)
• 17^th‑C slang
Things of that ilk.

G’night!