I love my Operating Systems textbook

Reading it is like stuffing your mouth with sawdust in the middle of the Sahara, but it's so wonderfully geeky that I just about bust my pants laughing when I look at it.

The cover: OPERATING SYSTEM CONCEPTS: SIXTH EDITION. This exciting, thrilling, titillating title is printed underneath an illustration of a prehistoric landscape full of dinosaurs. It's one of those idyllic paintings featuring ponderous herbivores gazing benignly at the carnivores that love (to eat) them, absolutely unmindful of the fact that the crocodile that they're making googly eyes at just ate one of their offspring.

And the crocodile is so thinking "Mmmm...babies..."

On the back cover of the textbook, more happy co-existing sauropods and the following:

For the past two decades, dinosaurs have roamed the cover of Silberschatz, Galvin and Gagne's OPERATING SYSTEM CONCEPTS. The product of a long process fo evolutionary adaptations, this best-selling text has continually evolved to address the latest trends in operating system design...

Dinosaurs. Operating systems. Dinosaurs. Memory management. The link between paleontology and computer science is so obvious that I wonder why my Database Management textbook doesn't have a T-Rex on the front of it (it has cows, actually. Moo to that.).

Then you open the book to read the following on the first page:

It is just after sunrise in a quiet river valley in an area of the world that will eventually be called the state of Montana. It is the Upper or Late Cretaceous period which ended approximately 65 million years ago with the extinction fo the dinosaurs. In this scene, a small family group of Alamosaurus heads down river past a wading Pachycephalosaurus and an Anklyosaurus browsing for tender cycad fronds...

"Tender cycad fronds." BWAAAAhahahaha!

Nuttin

Nothing interesting to say or report. School, Reading Week, more school.

Reading Week was painful: internet hassles for the first half of the week, horrific neck pain during the second and then a shyteload of work afterwords. I seriously think Reading Week should be abolished; it creates too much stress.

The usual questions about what I'll do this summer, next year, after graduation. Slushy weather everyday. Reading Henry Huggins and other Beverly Cleary books for fun. Spilled tea on self. Kicked into high-gear for two midterms and three assignments. Had an epiphany or, at the very least, a deep thought. Read the first three books by Jasper Fforde. Fuf-orfe. Fff-orde. Fjord. Whatever.

All in all, a very uneventful end of February and beginning of March.

"Sitting around the house
Watching the sun trace shadows on the floor
Searching for signs of life but there's nobody home"
~Better Than Ezra, "Good"

La la la lee lee loo...