I found this 3.5″ floppy disk on the ground while exploring a section of disused railroad track running through an industrial park.
Update (December 2010): These tracks have since been ripped out and paved over with concrete as a pedestrian walkway to the Tustin Metrolink station.
I just scheduled something for 2010. It feels weird – almost as much “living in the future” as hitting 2000 was.
Weird: air pressure inside the building is pushing the doors out a few inches.
Having one of those weeks where I keep thinking it’s a day later than it is.
Amusing: Someone hit this post after searching for “dancing tax preparer.” Is it really that common?
