I always feel very Ghostbusters signing on to someone’s computer that’s sad and finding problems and fixing them. It’s partly just an ego boost but mostly the excitement of a new problem to solve that makes me happy.
Speaking of film, I had the opportunity to see Master of the Flying Guillotine again last night. Now that is some kung fu movie. It has everything: deadly flying hatbox, evil old man with tremendously long eyebrows, racial stereotypes, bad music, impossible anatomical feats, people flying, and comic eating scenes. do_not_lick pointed out that kung fu movies all seem to have at least one comical noodle or soup eating scene, which I hadn’t noticed before.
I drove 100 miles today for a meeting that didn’t happen. Existential agony is alive and well in the #1 lane of a freeway near you.