Wired Cola

But I don't got that right now. Must work harder.

Here's a question for you: can you sensibly judge musical taste?

I say no, but after thinking, I'll go with yes, provided that the Facebook question Mr. Barefoot references is rephrased as "do you think most people would say you have good taste in music?"

Because then you could just poll that person's friends and create a sorta-scientific meta-analysis of the collective assessment of mutual musical taste.

A vacation, of course, being that thing from which I am just returned. Well, sorta. I have a few more days off to get over soul lag. Photos will probably pop up in the Flickr stream soon. For now, some notes.

So I'm in Greece. The trip here was relatively unpleasant. We traveled through YVR, Schipol in Amsterdam, and after a 1-day layover, on to Athens.

Athens International is notable because they completely replaced the airport shortly before the Olympics: new location, completely new facility. It's a sadder, cheaper-looking affair than either of the other two, older airports we went through.

With a dressed weight of about 30 pounds, almost all of my luggage fits into a single bag, which, had I needed to, I could probably force through as carry-on. The biggest impediment to that is my need to carry things like 350 mL of contact lens fluid, which, thanks to the forces of evil, is not permitted in the passenger cabin.

I devolved into a rule of fives for this trip. five sets of socks, five shirts, five pants. More or less. I think I have six or seven pants if you count things like bicycle shorts.