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It's the end of the world as I know it, and I feel fine. Or at least, everything but my stomach does. Only a few minutes ago, I had an episode of vomiting, perhaps due to having had more than my allotted breakfast portion this morning. After eating what I had been served, I had an additional half-a-bagel as one of my housemates does not eat much bread due to being on a low-carbohydrate diet. After I took out the trash, I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. There may be something in the toothpaste; my preferred brand is Ultrabrite, and I still have quite a few tubes 'on tap' that I purchased in a Dollar Tree haul roughly one year ago. (No, I am not being paid for product placement, though I can't think that this is the sort of advertising they would prefer.) Thankfully, it seems my stomach is now settled. I drank a glass of water; this always helps in situations of the sort. The housemate who was nice enough to give me half of her bagel--the other half went to another resident--was situated next to me yesterday at a magic show that took place at the Boca Black Box's "Box 2.0," a smaller and more intimate venue intended for personal interaction and client engagement at the highest possible level. The magician was an older gentleman, probably in his late sixties or early seventies. He hailed from Rochester and still carried a lot of that New York spirit in him. The show lasted roughly 90 minutes; the tricks were funny, if a bit childish at times. Then again, it was advertised as a 'family' magic show. He was nice and played well to the crowd, and did the most he could with what was admittedly a very small stage. (By my admission, not his.) Perhaps my favorite 'trick' was when he did a snazzy Frank Sinatra-esque rendition of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." I honestly wouldn't mind seeing him perform a full-length concert, because his singing is every bit as good as what he does with magic. You could say it's a form of magic in itself. A flyer was displayed throughout the week at the JARC day program, saying that lunch would be included with the show. In my case, we had lunch at home and then enjoyed candy (Peanut M&Ms for me) and a drink (a Diet Coke for me) at the venue. I saw a few of my JARC friends come up on stage. While I could tell some of them were nervous, all of them were good sports. Nothing serious happened, and a good time was had by all. No, I'm not setting you up for some kind of bizarre plot twist; it really was an innocent and fun experience. My only regret is that the magician didn't get to use the bigger main stage, but he did quite well in maximizing the use of the smaller one. On a personal note, I found myself engaging in more experimentation with emulators. (Warning: a huge battleship "Florida Nerd" is approaching fast.) My findings revealed that ZSNES has a problem with many EA Sports games, in that most of the time they will crash at random points which can be difficult to reproduce. While ZSNES is a great emulator for most games, it does have its many shortcomings, and as someone who enjoys playing sports titles as a form of recreation and a way to unwind, it is a vital necessity to have something that can run them properly, and without sound bugs. SNESGT took care of that need, and 0.218 (the last stable release) has become my go-to emulator not only for EA Sports games but for the majority of the SNES library as a whole. ZSNES' EA Sports bugs were never resolved, based on the testing I've done not only with the final version (1.51) but also older releases. SNES9x handles the EA Sports games just fine, but curiosity led me to go back through earlier releases to find the first SNES9x release that can handle most of them with few to no issues. 1.43 has no trouble with them when it comes to actually playing the games, but the sound still has a few bugs. (This is noticeable in NHL '98, as there are glitches on the organ music and the announcer voice clips.) 1.51, on the other hand, is almost perfect. That was the point when SNES9x had reached its apex, with the developers striking the best balance between compatibility and performance. Later versions saw the system requirements increase, as they began to add certain features to improve the accuracy. Thankfully, you don't need a super-powerful machine to run newer versions, as more recent releases will still run everything at full speed on relatively modest hardware by today's standards. SNES9x's codebase remains well optimized for speed. Another day at JARC has come and gone; it felt weird to not do any work in the kitchen until shortly after 11:00am, as I spent most of the morning in the break room (though I still got work done there in the form of putting labels on lids for the Meals on Wheels) or in the board room (which is where I attended the second of twelve sessions for a class about Jewish culture, and also where I spent my lunch break two hours later, joined by several coworkers). In an effort to engage as much as possible with the content of the lectures, I have begun taking it upon myself to bring an extra pen--'extra' as it seems pens will be provided prior to each session. I found my brain had different ways of tuning in; it would listen to what others were saying and write down 'summaries' of what seemed to be the most important points, or even lead me to write a few words in block letters so that they would stand out from the rest. I did a lot of underlining and quite a bit of circling significant concepts (or in my case, squaring or awkwardly rectangularizing). My biggest takeaway from today's session was the importance of making a good impression with what you say and do. After my parents passed, I came to realize that whenever I go out in public, I'm not just representing myself but representing them too. Every lesson they ever instilled (or tried to instill) is embodied within me. I am the sum of all those years of effort that they put in for my betterment, and for all the mistakes I will make over the remainder of my life, and whatever people say about me, I never want to give folks a reason to put my parents down. The Lord gave Moses His Gospel, which he then preached to the Israelites so as to offer them a new way to live, instructions for placing their trust in His wisdom. Moses made a point that by honoring God's laws, they are representing themselves and their Creator, and their land, in a positive way. Or at least that is what I took away from it. I am doing the best I can with what I am still able to recall; it will be easier in a couple of months, if we end up getting the binders to take home and keep in our possession, for me to go back over each and every note that I have made. Another point that was made was realizing that positivity can heal a negative spirit, that the things we say and do can have a significant impact on other folks, that all of us have a responsibility to be careful with how we handle ourselves, and handle life's challenges. That carefulness was tested once again, when a coworker and I were stepping out of the elevator into the auditorium, and from there to the kitchen break room. I had one of his favorite songs playing at a high volume, and a stranger who happened to be sitting in the lobby asked me to turn it down. Part of me wanted to tell him to mind his business. Another wanted to spit in his face, to do some damage. Then I remembered that was the young rebel trying to come out. He had his time, but his time is over.