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April 2007

Monday stuffs.

So it’s rolled around to Monday night again. It’s been kind of a foggy-brain day. That’s not a terrible surprise considering I spent half the weekend apparently sleeping off some sort of cold or funk of some sort. I’m just now getting my work-feet under me for the day. Just in time for it to […]

WHOAH

Lucas and Hamil to participate in special half-hour-long Robot Chicken “Start Wars” spoof episode: http://www.cnn.com/2007/SHOWBIZ/Movies/04/25/television.starwars.reut/index.html

Who knew that the word “galumf” first appeared in the poem “Jabberwocky” from “Alice in Wonderland?”

Odd Music

So I have a reputation for odd music. Now and then I am reminded of it. Sitting here at work, I realize I’m grooving out to a Drum and Bugle Corp playing selections from Fiddler on the Roof. I think what specifically sparked the moment was hearing 100 or so members of the Santa Clara […]

A sweet ride!

First a library card… And now a bicycle. I picked up a good midtown schwinn cruiser at costco for cheap. There’s a whole bicycle rant out there about how if you’re not a spandex-clad assassin or a dirt-eating mountain biker no one sells a bike for you anymore, but I’ll skip it. A library card […]

Knowledge is power.

I now have a library card. There was no fee. Their entire city-wide library system (Including the San Jose State University collection) is online. And from online, you can reserve from any branch and have it delivered to a local branch for pickup. They have CDs. I can import MP3s. The local branch is a […]

Wetblanketitus

I should probably start with the good news: I’ve been here half a year now and this has probably been one one of the single best things I’ve ever done with my life. It’s interesting though, how a move still effects you a half year out. I find myself feeling a bit like a wet […]

MOOSICK!

And just for Friday, something completely different: A bawdy old blues tune. I know that Big Bad Voodoo Daddy recorded a version of this on their New Orleans album. They’re good but they just don’t hold a candle to Dr John playing along with the Dirty Dozen Brass Band above.

THERE’S THE BALL!

It infests my brain.

FINALLY!

So it took months. I had long since given up hope. Little had I expected it, in all places, to happen in the post office. You see, Pennsylvania, as a last act of retribution, decided I would not be able to electronically file my specific malady of tax return. So this found me down at […]