Suing Everybody - The headline is “Antor Media sues everybody.” And really, it fits perfectly. “Antor Media is suing a variety of cellphone makers, including Nokia, UTStarcom, Audiovox, Kyocera, Sanyo, Sharp, NEC, RIM, Virgin Mobile, LG, palmOne and Panasonic …”
It’s the times when you don’t have time or space to doubt yourself that your mind steps up and performs to its fullest potential. When I did not have time to consider that both Richard and Steve are taller than me and were intent on removing the ball from my control, I could drive and shoot - and get the ball through the net. If thoughts of doubt came into my head for just a fraction of a second, as they certainly did, things such as Steve stuffing the ball with a resounding “THUMPOING” and me watching it sail behind me occurred instead.
We lost.
But we fought for it; the game tonight was the best this summer. It was to be played to 21 win by 2, but John and I took it from down by 18-20 up to … a loss of 27-29. Discouraging? Not at all. It didn’t really matter - it was so amazing to be outside, sweating around in the warm summer night (fighting off the mosquitos later), feeling alive in an uterally visceral and undeniable way. As long as I keep this journal, I will keep trying to convey what it feels like when 8 months of chilly weather are interrupted by 4 warm months of summer. Everyone is outside, you actually hear the birds singing (I bet people in the south take them for granted), and on and on. I haven’t come close to capturing the atmosphere yet: poetry may be the only way to get across the feeling of waking up on a summery morning, or checking up a ball during a game of pickup, standing on warm concrete and looking at the long rays of sun catch foliage as red light skims across the earth.
I may have been stuck inside for 8 hours today, but summer is the ultimate rejuvenator.
Lifetime Fitness has long been known for a questionable music playlist (Britney Spears and Savage Garden … at the gym?), but today they proved all of that bad music was just a warm up for one unbelievably inappropriate song.
While everyone was straining, grunting, and pounding through workouts, moving weights, running treadmills, and pulling those weird rubber bands in every-which direction, a song drifted over to my ears as I curled dumbells on an incline bench: Eric Clapton’s “Tears in Heaven.”
“Have I gone insane?” I asked myself, struggling through rep 4 … this music was the anti-caffeine, the ultimate non sequitur, almost as if I was trying to break dance to a Dvorak symphony. “Hey Jake, can I get a spot?” asked a guy behind me. I felt like I was watching a movie with this music as the soundtrack and this was the last time the guy would ever ask his friend for a spot, that he was doomed to die in a catastrophic event very soon … that’s what listening to that song does to a person.
Note to self: mandatory for future workouts: alternative music sources.
Indeed, you may not have heard it here first, but tumbledry will be getting a redesign. The redesign, really. This upcoming iteration is projected to take us through the next six years of online presence. Six years. Wow. Why so long? Long college years and dental school (crossing my fingers) lie ahead. Thus, the site will slowly be less and less of a digital design playground and more and more of a workhorse journal for my thoughts, hopes, dreams, and fears. The latter is really what I have always wanted it to be, but it has eluded me because of a desire to change the look. A combination of several factors have made me consider stopping this constant redesigning:
1.) I just got Adobe Photoshop CS2. Combine this with 5 years working on JASC Paintshop Pro, I consider myself competent (only competent, many many people out there can clean my clock with digital imaging, so to speak) with digital image manipulation - it’s time to put those hard-earned lessons out there with understated elegance … and then give myself a rest.
2.) In my job developing a large amount of the code at the St. Thomas CAM, I feel it’s time to write some real code, something elegant, maintainable, and efficient. I’ve learned a lot these past 12 months, and intend to make the code behind this version of tumbledry the best yet.
3.) This is the last time for a while I will have the time to do this.
That said, it is time. I will be working on this for at least one month, and really my projected goal for this to be done is the 4th of July. I may miss this date, but things will be certainly done by the end of the summer. Tumbledry v14.0 will be fast, beautiful, and most of all, durable. I look forward to sharing it with all of you.
Where have I been, you ask? Well, first I got hammered by finals and the move out. Let me tell you something (as I probably shared last year). One of the best workouts you can possibly imagine is moving an entire dorm room worth of stuff down 8 flights (5 floors) worth of stairs. And yes, I am dumb enough to bring things like 45 pound receivers, 2 35 pound speakers, a 70 pound sub, a 35 pound computer (that still gets me), and a 50 pound sack of foam. So, let’s see, the total for the big stuff alone is … 270 pounds worth of awkward huge items. Just plain stupid I tell you, that I bring all that stuff. But it’s like people in the days of the Wild West - kill two oxen and ruin a couple wagon axles just to get a piano out into the west. Then again, I can see myself doing that, too. Must be a genetic “break your back to bring luxury items” sort of allele. I hope it’s recessive, because I wouldn’t wish it on my kids.
Second, I got hammered by a weeks worth of yardwork. Yes, I did get paid for it in the end, which was a great bonus, but I did enjoy helping out my mom and dad with their landscaping task.
Check that thing out, 61 feet of garden wall around the outside (the new part). So, you say, “Alex, that’s really easy and I could do it in two days without complaining.” I would respond “NOYOUCOULDN’T YOUWOULDDIETRYING, OHLORDDONOTATTEMPT.” That’s some of the hardest, rockiest clay soil you will ever, I repeat ever gonna say it again EVER try to dig in. Makes you handy with a pickaxe faster than you can say “I wish I was more handy with a pickaxe.” Either way, 5 days and 4 million calories later, here we are with a beautiful garden set to grow throughtout this short Minnesota summer. Makes me rather philosophical: it seems that all beautiful things are a result of the serendipitous culmination of large amounts of energy, perhaps that it why we value them so highly.
The unbelievable folks at St. Thomas got together and got me a 200 dollar gift certificate to the Apple Store. I was absolutely blown away by this birthday gift (earlier in May), and jumped at the chance to get the music player that my ears have always dreamt of. They wrote:
We love you Alex - thanks so much fo all your help & for being so so great!! We know you really want/NEED an ipod - here’s a start! We all owe you our computer’s lives! Happy Birthday! - you are the BEST!
- Elise, Emily, Emily, Jordan, Kim, Dan, Ryan, & Tony
Guys and girls, you are the ones who are so so great - I never thought twice about patching up your compy’s after Internet Explorer decided to be a really really crappy browser. Computers can be a handful to maintain sometimes, but I like to be a good neighbor and it was my pleasure to delete the bad and restore the good. I had the time, and sometimes I knew what to do (only sometimes, many times I ad-libbed it and just acted like I knew what was going on).
If you’re wondering owning an iPod is exactly how I imagined it. The fidelity is incredible, the usability unparalled, the fit and finish astouding, and the ease of making a playlist on-the-go unexpectedly easy. There wasn’t much I hadn’t expected after reading ipodlounge.com for … many many months, although I must admit I ignored the install cd assuming iTunes would work with the iPod right away, which was a mistake. So, use the CD when you get an iPod. By the way, definitely get a case from Burning Love, the best iPod cases that you will find. Mykala got me one for my birthday (it matches her other amazing gift - a huge CordaRoy’s sack of foam perfectly!).
I must admit, I felt genuinely appreciated and affirmed and warm and fuzzy inside - you know how they say “what goes around comes around”? Well, that is, in my experience, completely true.
