magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

boxing day. slept until noon. had a bunch of dreams that i felt uninspired to write down upon getting up. nothing terribly fun i guess.

dad called today. we talked for a bit, but he was working and had to help some customers.

george had the night off from snow-making, so we went and ate japanese food. talked with my mom later about the ills of culture.

today's pix are cropped from an old implementation of cliff pickover's fractal popcorn algorithm that i wrote years ago on my mac se.