Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
A not-very-helpful driving lesson took place today. The most…
Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2002 and it's now more than five years old. So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it! I'm keeping this up for historical archive purposes, but the me of today may 100% disagree with what I said then. I rarely edit posts after publishing them, but if I do, I usually leave a note in italics to mark the edit and the reason. If this post is particularly offensive or breaches someone's privacy, please contact me.
A not-very-helpful driving lesson took place today. The most interesting thing I learned (besides the oh-so-enthralling "you're not scanning enough" and so on) was that a certain empty lot at an intersection in downtown Stockton used to be a house where a Dahmer-esque serial killer lived. The movie Rampage is about this man, it seems. Never heard of it.
I really should take my notebook whenever my mother and I do errands, just in case we end up going to the dollar store. All I remember is "Celebration Santas" or some such, a cinnamon candy.
The dentist told me I should get my wisdom teeth out as a preemptive measure. "As soon as you don't have insurance, bam, they'll turn into a problem," he predicted.
Bananas, Leonard. Maybe you can eat bananas.
