Crytomorphologically
My Day in Music:
George Winston - The Velveteen Rabbit - Alone
George Winston - The Velveteen Rabbit - Loneliness
Cake - Never There
Ani DiFrance - This Bouquet
The Beatles - Yesterday
George Winston - Loretta and Desiree’s Bouquet
The Strokes - Someday
Paul van Dyk - Nothing But You
Dishwalla - Until I wake Up
The Beatles - Here Comes the Sun
In the meantime, I am trying to browse through this massive spreadsheet at dithered.com and determine how to improve tumbledry’s little stylesheet switching-choke that some users have noticed. QuickMail seems to be rather stubborn when it comes to switching in some browsers. This is somehow related to the inline frame that it uses, but I can not explain why it occurs on some versions of Internet Explorer and not on others. Perhaps a formal study should be conducted? Most of the reason for the problem is most likely attributable to IE being the worst browser ever created. Who knows, maybe I’ll find the answer to life’s persistent questions within the grid of yes’s, no’s, and question marks.
But coding and its philosophical ramifications aside, today was a good day. For posterity I would like to record that. The math test was the most intense test I have taken in college yet, and I dind’t even look up to see the InstantBlizzard that began during the exam. Although it only lasted about 30 minutes, it was beautiful to see heavy thick white flakes int he air again. I finally played some basketball with the guys, pickup is probably the greatest invention in the history of sports. Oh, my parents got back from Texas today as well; it sounds like their trip wasn’t bad, with the exception of a rather disturbing abundance of dried stuff on their sheets. This is not something I would like to brainstorm a cause for. My ramblings about my personal life may make you ask why I do this. Why write? Well, I believe in the value of keeping a “historical record.” This inspires me to voice my semi-daily thoughts about my life. I’ll be able to look back and say “that’s what the spring of my freshman year in college was like” or “that’s how I felt at the ice palace” and on.
There are a couple of things to expect in the next four (4!) weeks from your friends at tumbledry. I plan to add old updates back to 1999. It’s fun to see how my writing style has evolved (devolved?) from it’s former rough edges and corners. I’d like to think my “hand” has loosened up a bit, although I still have many edges to round, faces to sculpt, and bowls to throw before I consider my writing to be at the level I want it to be at. Writing. Photography. Music. Audio. Weights. People. I have chosen the things I want to be a part of my life, and going back to them is like wrapping myself in a warm blanket of trust and hope. Find the parts of your life and you will never be lost.
Old updates aren’t all that is coming to this space soon; I will not so proudly be displaying a very old picture of me, a gallery of ancient pictures of me and Matt, a gallery of some art I created for one of my web projects called “Dilated Studios,” and screenshots from all of the 9 (11 maybe, I have lost track) of this website in its past incarnations. Au contraire, we are not stopping there. I have a very special treat for all of you. Oh yes, a very unique collaboration between me and Matt is forthcoming, a song which he wrote and I recorded a while back. Kept hidden in the dusty recesses on our old computer, and passed via sneaker-net (along with many bits and bytes of the past) onto this new machine, it will soon meet a new audience.
As a hint to what it is: “I’ll keep you in the loop.”