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Out walking today, a bike brushed by on the sidewalk, its rider giving me an odd look and asking some question I missed. I shrugged apologetically, though I hadn't thought I'd been blocking the way, and thought no more of it.

Later at the library, leafing through The Joy of Music in the stacks, I was accosted by someone wanting to know if I'd accepted Jesus as my savior. It turned out this was the same guy as on the bike, and that I bore a powerful resemblance to Jesus -- not the first time I've been told so, but certainly the oddest. If we hadn't been at the library I'd have liked to preach on computational eschatology just to see what would happen. He went back for some pamphlets that I had to turn down.

When my hair was shorter nobody ever said I looked like Iain Banks, hmph.

Unrelatedly, I visited a big dotcom this week and they had everyone working in a giant open-plan office without even cubicles. How can anyone code in a place like that? Don't they need to concentrate? Maybe I'm more distractable than most? (For me even a blinking cursor is like a little man jumping up and down yelling "Look! Look!") Anyway they're hiring Erlang hackers -- if anyone's interested I can hook you up.

Since I asked for a rant from lunza it's my memetic duty to offer rants now on subjects of your choice. Expect a lecture or an essay or something instead, though, even if rants have higher fitness.