I see articles like this and get so excited about self-driving cars. I hate driving. It’s such a waste of my time. (Maybe it’s because I drive a boring 4-cylinder Kia?) I could be doing a thousand useful things in the car, but I’m sitting there in the daily drudgery, fear, and frustration of the daily commute. As this article talks about, the reason it has to roll out so slowly and carefully is liability…none of the car companies want to be the first to be sued in a self-driving car injury or death. I’d still rather drive next to a self-driving car than another driver like myself.
We went to Urban Hotdog Company for lunch. I got a Chicago style hotdog, which can be pretty hard to find in Albuquerque these days. You can get chile cheese fries New Mexico style or traditional, Vietnamese hotdogs, etc. It was pretty good. I’d go back.
Vanessa and I were talking about how some mangoes we got are stinging our tongue a bit. Why? Who knows? (I don’t plan to stop eating the tasty things, whatever the case.) Anyway, this reminded me of the tales of the poisonous fugu (a type of pufferfish) that slightly stings the tongue when you eat it. Fugu is a Japanese delicacy that must be expertly prepared by a specially licensed chef or else it may poison you. The poison works by leaving you paralyzed, but conscious. In 1975, a famous kabuki actor died after eating 4 servings of the liver, which is the most poisonous part…even after being warned about it by the chef. Occasionally, deaths still happen from it when people catch one and attempt to prepare it themselves without knowing what they’re doing.
I pulled out an old CD-based game to play with Sean on his PC. He asked, “How do you install it?” Yeah, it’s been a while since I’ve done this.
Apparently, it’s illegal in Oregon and New Jersey for you to put gas into your own vehicle. Someone from the station has to do it for you. Voters in Oregon had a chance to vote this ridiculous law down in 1982 and…they kept it. What?
I’m home sick from work today with a pretty bad sore throat. To find out if it was strep, I tried out Presbyterian Hospital’s Video Visit through the web. If you’re on a computer, they use Webex to do the session through your webcam. Beforehand, I took a pic of my throat and attached it to the request. Because of the pic, she didn’t need to try looking at my throat through the webcam. Because I don’t have a fever or cough, she was able to say it likely isn’t strep. The nice part of this is that I didn’t have to go wait for an hour at an urgent care.
I started using My Fitness Pal to track my food and exercise. It’s funny to look at the food reports after tracking things for a while. I can tell whether a given report is for something healthy or tasty by whether it goes below or above the goal line. For tasty things, the graph is usually above the goal line. For healthy things, it’s usually below the line
Had some interesting food today.
Mishkaki skewers, veggie samosas, curry corn, and short ribs at Safari Grill. African-style food…quite tasty. Some of it reminded me of Indian food too. I’d recommend the place. It’s near Panera on the west side.
After that, we went to the Golden Crown Panaderia for “the world’s best coffee milkshake“. It was very good…I guess it better be good at over $6. Vanessa said she saw them make the espresso for it on the spot. It reminded me of the Cold Stone coffee milkshake, which is also pretty good.
The Bad and the Ugly
Steak Sriracha Quesarito…only Taco Bell could come up with such evil. Imagine a Czechoslovakian lumberjack whose only experience with Mexican food was that he once ate a potato chip. Then this guy was put in charge of Taco Bell food development. This food item would be the result. Tasted like fish with sour cream.
In 1985 when production of Doctor Who was suspended for a year and it looked like it might be cancelled, they produced a charity music video called Doctor in Distress. Ironically, the video was a flop and embarrassed everyone who worked on it. It probably ranks up there with the Star Wars Holiday Special in terms of Sci-Fi embarrassment.