This article on CNN is interesting and highly apropos to recent developments at work. 2 summers ago, long before my thesis was even a gleam in anyone's eye, Lucas and I toiled away at our research and faithfully documented any advances that we made. Now that some of this documentation is finding its way into my Work of Works, I've discovered that I don't have quite the grasp of the English language that I would like. Specifically, I seem to have used the words "bigit" (pronounced 'bij-it) and "pictoral" in my writing, but on orders from He Who Controls My Destiny I consulted a dictionary and found that these "words" are total fabrications that may exist in my head but not in Oxford English's head.

Unfortunately, since bigit and pictoral aren't real words (although they mean "binary digit" and "pictorial", respectively) I can't use them in my thesis. Instead they go up on our white board in the lab, which in an effort to be amusing and non-nerdy does not contain important programming developments. Instead it contains football plays, a diagram of Lucas' and my shooting ranges in basketball, Lucas' official title ("Grand Vizier Lord Baron von Foxington XI of New SouthHamptonWellingtonShire", I believe), and now a Graveyard of Nonexistent Words. Say what you will about us, but you've got to admit we've got character.