So apparently now it is offensive to refer to anything as master/slave. Anyone who as worked on computers should know that IDE drives of all kinds can have 2 drives in one channel, one designated “master” and one designated “slave.” This is apparently improper. We must refer to them as primary and secondary. Why does it matter, really? We’re not referring to people.

It is, apparently, also improper to refer to the socket end of a cable as “female” and the plug end as “male.” These have been used for years and should not be offensive to anyone.

You would think that it would all be okay, but apparently not.

As in, I’m stuck in it. I haven’t moved in 30 minutes. I am literally parked along with 4 or so more miles of cars. I hate traffic.

I got set off about this at work. Apparently there are some arguments about what INANIMATE objects are or are not racist. I believe that there is no way an inanimate object can be racist. Racism is a belief. In order to have a belief you must be capable of thought. If something like a sandwich could think we would not be able to eat it, it would just keep running away. What would want to be eaten? Perhaps they meant, in the article bellow, to say that a pb&j sandwich could cause racist thoughts? But that’s just absurd, I have never once looked at a sandwich and thought “Wow, what an excellent example of white supremacy, I’m going to eat one every day to prove I’m better than everyone else!” What does it matter the bread your sandwich is on? What’s next, calling ziti racist because they don’t have ziti in China? Maybe whiteboards are racist because they don’t have them in “third-world” countries? Quit trying to blame racism on objects and place the blame where it belongs, on the people. Again, racism is a thought, so if you’re going to tell me something I appreciated in my childhood is racist it had better be a person or a pet.

Here is what set me off: Peanut Butter And Jelly Racist? Portland School Principal Ties Sandwich To White Privilege

I have realized that I’ve been neglecting this blog.
Here is a new post to warm your heart. (or hearts, time lords are welcome here)

I’m hungry and I’m going to go to lunch soon.

This is a panda.

http://www.konicaminolta.com/kids/endangered_animals/library/field/img/g-panda_img01-l.jpg

My girlfriend thinks that she is a taco today.
I think she’s had too much Dayquil.
Help.

It’s an interesting thing, boredom. To be bored you must feel weary. To feel weary you must be tired. Now this is an issue. If you are bored, you are tired. But when we are bored we look to do something. This just seems counter-intuitive to me. Should we not decide to rest when we are bored? Perhaps the word bored is being used because it’s simpler than saying “I can’t think of anything to do.” I, however, am bored. But I’m at work, so resting is not an option. So I have done what I can to remain awake. Which is to ramble. I’m tired. I am currently inactive. Therefore, I am bored. Well, this has been an interesting post. Now, go eat some cookies.