Hotel mouse fails to surprise guests

If I had to do a short article on my NY trip, It'd be something like this:

Waterloo, ON In what critics are calling an unusual move, a Canadian couple staying at the Hotel Pennsylvania in Manhattan were not surprised to discover that a mouse was sharing their sleeping accomodations.

RP and CY were staying at the Hotel Pennsylvania on 32nd Ave when they discovered the mouse making his way in and out of their door with ease.

"I grabbed an umbrella to hit the thing, but the little bastard slipped behind the heating pipes," said RP, who seemed pleased with hotel's response to the situation.

"I spoke to the hotel manager and he said that he'd give me a 50% discount. That's on top of the hotel discount that we received online."

Hotel guests such as RP and CY may well be used to health and safety infractions in their hotel rooms -- hotels often reserve the cleaner and well-maintained rooms for full-paying customers, assuming that Expedia shoppers, who pay less, will therefore expect less.

Does anyone have a PDF to Word convertor?

If so, please email me, I need to convert a 25 page document. I think Java actually has an API for it, but that would require developing in Java, and I haven't felt like slitting my wrists lately.

New York City and you lazy bastards

Cristine and I are going to NYC this weekend. I can no longer justify vacation trips to anywhere else in North America; I'd like to see more of rural South America, and I definitely want to see Europe, but I'm obsessed.

During my first trip, I simply wandered around Manhattan, and it was the best vacation I've ever had. I've tried and failed to describe what it is that fascinates me, but I'm not really sure. I love the architecture, the history, the size, the culture, etc. Maybe it was the set of Sesame Street that had me hooked at a young age.

It's an eight hour drive from here. So if any of you lazy bastards would come visit me, it wouldn't be too far of a stretch to head down for the weekend.

You made me forget my dreams

That's what I *wanted* to call this blog, but YouMadeMeForgetMyDreams.blogspot.com is actually taken, what a crock!

In the final few months of my last blog, I was moderating myself to a certain degree, because of Google's search results. My place of employment (whose name I will now avoid) has a precious few search results, and my stupid blog worked it's way up the ranks because of one single post (and editting out the name didn't seem to help). The fact that a certain member of management (thanks JS) searched and clicked on it everyday probably didn't decrease it's rank either. At the time of writing, my former blog is still on page 9, even though the URL no longer exists.

Now that our sales team can stop worrying about potential customers seeing my Speedo, I should have enough freedom to keep this interesting, or at least disgusting and incriminating.