Well, I finally purchased a bike yesterday. I've been looking at them for some time, trying to find something that wasn't as expensive as my first car AND would be better than the piece of crap Huffy I rode for a few years at my first master's institution. Found one on closeout at Performance Cycling yesterday, and my dad offered to go in for half with me…so I buckled and bought it. Hopefully this means that you'll see me tooling around campus on it this fall, instead of catching the bus.
While this will almost certainly be hit by the slashdot effect before anyone gets to see it, this is freaking hilarious.
Just back from an evening in Winston-Salem at Ziggy's, seeing the Gin Blossoms in concert. After the opening band (Atheneum) played, it seemed to take 4 years for the Gin Blossoms to hit the stage, but when they did, it was good. The lead (Robin Wilson) was a bit smarmy (sample quote “We've been playing air-conditioned clubs all summer..this is _such_ a welcome relief”. Ziggy's is open to the outside, so it was like 103 degrees or something in there). But they did bring down the house with a lot of their older songs…they finished up the main set with Hey Jealousy, and the guitarists and drummer just ate it alive. Wonderful energy.
Two best things in life right now, on this Friday in August:
1. A peanut butter and marshmallow fluff sandwich on wheat bread
2. The new Jane's Addiction song and video (which I bet is making Jean's page refers real fun to read)
Well, after beginning the week in a funk, we're now moving into a weekend of fun. Tonight we're heading to Winston-Salem to see the Gin Blossoms (a group that I had given up ever getting to see, after the lead left to form his own group). Friday we're having dinner and games with some friends from the Romance Languages dept, and then Saturday is a trip to the mall to see Freddy vs. Jason in all it's bloody glory!
Too bad next week = get ready for school. It's sneaking up on me. Luckily, I am looking forward to it. Lots of good classes this semester.
For some reason, I'm really in a funk today. Thus, not so much on the blogging front. Hopefully it's just a “today” thing…and I didn't catch the monkey pox or whatever it is that Trish has.
But if I did, I'm blaming you, Trish!
🙂
Re: Making BoingBoing.
I actually wrote in about the web store that I started in honor of the John Gilmore case, and tacked on the PDF as an afterthought. Curious that Cory chose the PDF as the interesting part. Does that say something about BoingBoing and attempts at commerce (although I clearly labeled both my post and the store itself that profits will be donated to the ACLU)? Or is the PDF just more amusing?
Well, in a response to this post, I decided to be proactive and do something about it. So, announcing: the official opening of the 7 for Graphic Design CafePress store. The name “7 for” is just one that I picked a long time ago for my graphic and other creative endeavors (bonus points if anyone can guess where the name is from…come on all you reference librarians!).
The first things that are offered are T-shirts and other appropriate ephemera with “Suspected Terrorist” in honor of John Gilmore. My favorite is the baby bib….never too young to start the free thinking. I'd love to see what an airline would do with one of those. I will add things as appropriately cynical and smarmy logos and slogans present themselves.
So…do me a favor, and spread the word. Any profits from the sale of the shirts and such will be donated to the ACLU.
Had a wierd blog experience today. Found a guy (Mike) that I don't know who picked up on my post concerning the TSA and the teen who put the note in his luggage. To my knowledge, it's the first time that someone I didn't know referenced one of my posts…very cool. The power of the blogsphere at work, I suppose.
Betsy wanted me to blog about some of the more….mmmm…amusing aspects of my hometown. For instance, CatHair and the midgets.
Yes, you read that right: CatHair and the Midgets.
No, it's not a rock band, or anything of that ilk. CatHair was the nickname of the local tow-truck operater in Olive Hill (my home town). He lived in a section of town called Clark Hill, with a family of midgets (dwarfs…not sure what the appropriate PC term is here).
Did I mention that CatHair was an albino?
So in my home town, we had an albino tow-truck operator named CatHair who lived with a family of midgets. I couldn't make this shit up if I tried. I come from a really, really wierd place.
