Stuff from September, 2009

This is the archive of tumbledry happenings that occurred on September, 2009.


Listening to She’s Got You High by Mumm-Ra. 65°, sunny, a beautiful Friday ahead.

The clothes are cleaned, the house moved in. Mykala and I are budgeted and poised for another semester ahead.



Anthony Bourdain’s show on the Travel Channel continues to amaze me with its fantastic writing (does he do the writing for his voiceovers? I think he does…) and exotic locales. In the Spain episode, Bourdain visits his close friends, the father and daughter team who run the world class restaurant Arzak. A good quote from the father:



Did some code refactoring here at tumbledry over the past few weeks, and fixed a few bugs, too. If anything isn’t working right, please let me know! I’ll be updating server software here soon, and then I’ll have no time to think about tumbledry maintenance for another 11 months!


Eddie Izzard Running

Eddie Izzard, the best comedian I’d never heard of until Chris introduced me, is running about 1,000 miles to raise money for a charity:

Izzard, 47, together with a tour manager, a sports therapist and the ice-cream van, left Trafalgar Square on July 26 after a snap decision — “all decisions are snap, aren’t they? You can’t have a bendy decision” — to run 30 miles a day in as many days around the country. The effort is for Sport Relief, the fundraising initiative by Comic Relief and BBC Sport.


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Dr. Bob Gorlin, Extraordinaire

Read Memories of Bob Gorlin in Northwest Dentistry (the journal of the MDA). He has an entire syndrome named after him, and a clinical sign. He worked at the U of M School of Dentistry for 30 years. Well, he was the SOD for 30 years. But, that’s not the full story.


Wedding Post

This is Dan and Ryan. They are waiting for something. Can you guess what they’re waiting for?


It’s my wedding post. They’re waiting for it. It’ll happen, I promise.

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Just attempted to walk up the stairs. Tripped twice. Given my apparent lack of cognitive essentials, the homework prognosis appears dire.

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Just heard the distinctive honks of geese flying overheard. It’s amazing how evocative of fall that sound is. I suppose fall is only one week away. I hope we have one of those lovely indian summers, where it remains warm into October.

Hepburn, on Perseverance

“I remember when walking as a child, it was not customary to say you were fatigued. It was customary to complete the goal of the expedition.”

Katharine Hepburn

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Advice for High School Grads

I’ve saved a bunch of articles from the beginning of the summer, and now I am making my way through them. The first: Advice for High School Graduates from The Conversation Blog at the New York Times. The blog is like sitting around a dinner table with two knowledgeable, witty, opinionated folks: David Brooks and Gail Collins, both columnists at the Times. In this piece, Brooks requests help from Collins, as he will soon make a commencement speech at a high school. He laments some sizable gaps in the education options available:


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“The point is that after my unsuccessful murder I wasn’t unhappy for an entire year.” Turns out you can get stabbed in the throat and come very close to death; and still, despite your immense gratitude at being spared death, return to your baseline happiness in about 12 months. Not a cause for hopelessness, no — but an interesting anecdote to keep in mind.

On A Good Day

One of the best trance build-ups this year is brought to you by Oceanlab and remixed by Daniel Kandi. (This video is from a radio show, and I’ve got that “record of the week” whispering voiceover stuck in my head.) You can start making fun of me… now.


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International gestures

Upon entering the lab, I gave an enthusiastic “thumbs up” to a classmate of mine, Maria. She’s from Kyrgyzstan. Then, I got to thinking… isn’t that “the foulest of gesticular insults” in some countries? Hmm.



The power of imagination is such that, with a little willpower and a little practice, suddenly you’re floating out of lecture — onto a hot air balloon gently rising above Chambley, France… into the sunset.



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