Limping Marathon Runner

Last night, I had dinner with Kitty, KittyTrainer, Beng and Lambie. Nevermind the fact that Lambie looking really casual like its her last day at the office. Nevermind the fact that Kitty and KittyTrainer were standing around the StarBucks area and its took 5mins to finally find us.

Kitty: "We were here all the while. Where were you guys?"
Muggs: "Right here at StarBucks."

Kitty: "I thought you guys were at MacDonalds?"
Muggs: "No, I said we can meet at MacDonalds. But, you said to meet at StarBucks."

Kitty: "No. You said StarBucks. "
Muggs: "No, I said MacDonalds."

Anyway, we already met. What the heck, StarBucks and MacDonalds are just side by side. Muggs and the group - already hungry. We settled for Billy Bombers. Getting into the restaurant is already a problem. Its difficult to get them to sit down. Kitty and her Trainer were wrestling like kids. What a loving couple.... "Kids, you can stop now", Muggs yelled. They were still taking turns doing the headlock thingie, with their arms. Kids.... these days... Sorry, no state-of-the-art camera phone. Otherwise the picture would look hilarious.

Great company, we chatted, laughed and at one particular point, we thought that the strangest thing that can actually happen in a restaurant. Sound of a crow. What makes matter worse? Lambie was telling a really lame joke or comment and then came the crow cry. Only Kitty, Beng and myself heard the sound and we froze. We thought that it was really funny. But, it could have been someone at the next few tables who made the sound. Or.. . . they could be agreeing that Lambie was telling a lame joke. Glad to know that soon it'll be wedding bells ringing for Kitty and her Trainer. Beng's wedding is coming up too. Lambie's Sawadikap good good time is in the making too. Planning stage. Since KittyTrainer needs to start work early today, we called it a night.

I tried to burn off my Surf and Turf meal that I had at BillyBombers once I reached home. It was still okay. I managed a 5km Zone3 jog without much hiccup.

Moving on to some TechStuff. We, humans, living in this IT world where everything works in terms of IP. IP = Internet Protocol. Numbers happening in forms of 32-bit bin or a number of 255 highest for each of the 4 octet. Ok, I'm losing some of you guys now. Simple terms - Ever wondered where this person might be, behind a particular IP address (a unique way to identify an entity or a group of entities on the Internet or public network)? Fret no more.

Using the IPLocator, you can even get to see the country he is from. Just key in the IP address in the field and do a search. I've included the site in my sidebar links too.