Road Chuckles
Road Chuckles - I like the first one.
Road Chuckles - I like the first one.
Driving While Celling Worse than Driving While Drunk - (via kottke.org)
Best of Still Photojournalism 2004 - (via kottke.org)
We cleaned the piss out of my dorm room carpet. It reality, we removed 20 years of dust and dirt which had been ground into the nap until the formerly red carpet was a dull gray with some sad red peaking through. A steam cleaner, 7 gallons of water, soap, and an hour or so later brought a startling change: the carpet was red again … and clean. “Good lord,” I said, walking down the stairs to the car, “I sure am glad we did that.” It is not that I could not sleep at night thinking about the carpet, or that it was strange smelling when I laid on it (I remember a couple of days when I was so exhausted that I opened the door, put down my bag, and fell asleep on the carpet), but just that I had my key early and wanted to make the most of the situation. If you are going to go, go all out. For example: if you are going to procrastinate, procrastinate the heck out of your situation. If you are going to run, run until you are going to drop. If you are going to eat, eat until … ok so the theory has it’s limitations. But I have found that all-out goingness makes life’s mundane tasks more entertaining.
I also talked to piles of people at St. Thomas, got my time sheet out there, field-tested my new backpack, and admired the beautiful day. I predict that, the moment classes resume, we will see nothing but 80 degree sunny days. I don’t think we should take this lying down. What I mean is, we should find time to lie down and enjoy the weather; refuse to be bottled up indoors! Somehow, there is a way to figure out how to enjoy these inevitable good days and get to class at the same time. I am thinking of a plan, I suggest somebody does the same as I do not know if I will succeed.
Caley has a new blog @ blogspot. The title is canned perfection.
Two things remaining: check out the four latest “visits” on the right-hand side of the page, they are good. Second, I’ve got a post rattling around in my head, I am taking votes for if I should make it public or not. Cast your “yes” or “no” via QuickMail today!
Countering Rhetoric with Reason - The best site I have seen for spin-free election information.
So many things have been flying through my life that I can not get it all down. I mean, it’s like a traffic jam on the front page of tumbledry. Such a pile of events could be recorded and discussed, but so much is going on right now that I do not have time to write it all. First, there are a few things from the past month that are rather important to record. I broke my bench record by putting up 245. That works out to about 175% of my weight. This makes me happy. My other goal, to walk on my hands, is slowly improving, but I am low on time to practice it. I am close. Also, with a bit of finagling, I got my room key early. I will be hooking up the oxen to the covered wagon to haul my stuff to St. Thomas for sophmore year. Hopefully the hunting will be good, nobody will get malaria, and I can shoot the rapids on my first try. In all honesty, even though I am on fifth floor with no elevator and I have a couple of awkward things weighing upwards of sixty pounds each, moving should go quite smoothly. We have yet to perfect the winch out my window for moving so we will be doing it the hard way using stairs.
I did not think that John would be able to do it; he began in May, and by sheer force of osmosis, got me rollerblading by the middle of June. Then, I started to enjoy it. Next, I cleaned by bearings (c-rings c-rings!) and found that I still rolled far slower than he. Subsequently, I had a few falls. Thereafter, I got comfortable on blades. After that, I rotated my wheels. Finally, I realized I needed new blades. If you need any adverbs, that past paragraph should help.
Things you wouldn’t think are related, but in reality, are: sprinklers are hard to see late at night in the dark. Method for washing your hair using body wash is ineffective and results in bad hair. The Zoo is a good place for a concert, especially when Keri Noble is there. Holy man it was a good show. The tune to “Piece of My Heart” is stuck in my head, but just the tune. I can not remember the words, so I keep whistling the hook. I’ll go grab a piano and figure out the bass line. Sometimes when you are driving, you need directions - other times, you wing it and go on instinct. There’s a time and a place for both, but the most important thing is that getting lost at some point is inevitable.
Oh, music:
The Cynic Project - Red Horizon
Vega Sonic - Endless Plam (Vega Sonic Remix)
The Trance Project - Night (trance mix)
The Cynic Project - Falling (Memories of Tomorrow)
The Cynic Project - On Top of the World feat. Sheila
Milk Inc. - Walk on Water
Silvertear - So Deep (Perfect Sphere Remix)
Alice Deejay - Will I Ever
Radiohead - Like Spinning Plates
Weird Al - (This Song’s Just) Six Words Long
Orbital - The Seven Samurai (Photek Remix)
Quick well-wish to those reading who are back in college - hope your year is stupendous and beats the heck outta your freshman experience! I hope to visit some of you on your respective campii. (I made that up as the plural of campus). I must away to enjoy the day, and … I’m out of things that rhyme. Oh well.
Firefox did something to me it has never done before: crashed. I was not upset about it at the time. Later, I realized I lost an entire post to my bad luck. I’ve been unbelievably happy with that program, and I had left it open for three plus days doing a wide variety of things; no software is perfect. I’m going to write again, but I will not try to recall what I wrote before; the current stream-of-consciousness leanings of this journal have been helpful for me, if boring for you. Those visiting for CSS/XHTML thoughts, feel free to take a look at this past February 11th for more than enough technical jargon.
Saturday night was the kind of night in which you drive around with the windows down and the heat on. It was a cold night for August, but it felt good to drive back from St. Thomas and enjoy summer freedoms. The day before that was a good day for taking a late-night walk and having a great time. Thinking of it inevitably puts a grin on my face.
College prep has been the catch-phrase lately. After my summer chem, I re-registered (which was a colossal pain in the patoot) and am now unofficially a BioChem major. There is a high probability that, as I get closer to dental school and further from my “roots” as a coder, tumbledry may evolve into a journal of my professional school journey. Don’t worry, I come to tumbledry to entertain myself, too. I won’t put you to sleep.
Among the miscellaneous errands required was book purchasing. I more than halved last year’s book cost and triumphantly checked out. To the sound of a riotous crowd, I signed my credit card receipt with a flourish, threw my new purchases into my bag, and (as the cheering grew to a deafening roar) sprinted from the premises shouting “Freedom! You’ll never take away my freedom!” In actuality, it was nothing like that. However, I did find ten (10) cents in the form of a single coin (a dime) and realized I had just experienced an instant discount. You could call the trip a success.
Coincidentally, Richard was on campus at the exact same time, putting the finishing touches on some new library furniture. That makes two people (Adam, Richard) that worked in wood this summer. I’m pretty sure that if I grouped all my friends together, we could build a house (and, with Matt and John’s help, fix all the problems and landscape, to boot). Anyone need a house?
Miscellaneous other facts: tumbledry’s background changed recently, did you notice? My first name was almost not Alexander but Benjamin. Since I started keeping track, we have logged just over 16,000 visits to this front page. The pound sign on the telephone is called an octothorp.
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