Quoth

I woke up on Christmas morning and saw a crow flopping around in the ashtray outside on my window sill. He looked right at me and flew away.

Then I went to see The Wrestler and ate Chinese food.

Nuts to you, death omen!

You should know that I am not in the espionage business, and yet, this is the error message I got on my computer at work after being prompted to change my password this morning:

The password supplied does not meet minimum complexity requirements. Please select another password that meets all of the following criteria: is at least seven characters; has not been used in the 12 previous passwords; must not have been changed in the last seven days; does not contain your account or name; contains at least three of the following four character groups: English uppercase characters (A through Z); English lowercase characters (a through z); non-alphabetic characters (such as !, $, #, %).

And with that, my new password is written on a post-it note on my desk.

Speaking of work and death and espionage, I was thinking that if I had interns, I'd make them watch the first six seasons of 24 to count how many bad guys Jack Bauer has killed. I feel like that'd be a great figure to toss around at cocktail parties. "Pretty good cheese plate, huh? So far Jack Bauer's killed 276 people."

Of course, rather than simply dividing up the DVDs amongst my staff, I'd have each person watch the whole series separately and then make sure their totals matched the others to prevent them from just pulling a random number out of their ass. I'm always one step ahead of my scheming hypothetical interns!