Successful Writing by Stephen King - (via kottke)
Tricks of the Trade - Fantastic article outlining tricks from different areas of work.
Lance Wyman Branded the MN Zoo - It’s the moose/m logo, if you are looking for it.
Olympic Logo Overload - (via kottke)
Violent Communist Vigilante Justice - (via everyone)
The last time I listened to this John Mayer album was quite a while ago. Even now, I find it unendingly musical, catchy, and clever. The lyrics and melodic lines seem to coalesce so completely, it’s as if one formed the other, neither one coming first. Furthermore, I identify with his subjects, I envy his musical talent, and through my own struggles with writing music, respect what he has done. I can see why people are not as happy with the second album; but I think it is simply because his freshman effort was a bit of a jewel. If he made another just like it, people would get huffy about him not “evolving,” but since he has changed things, people get alienated. Ahh, the tough life of making music.
My Stupid Mouth, John Mayer
My stupid mouth,
Has got me in trouble.
I said too much again
To a date over dinner yesterday
And I could see she was offended.
She said well anyway …
Just dying for a subject change.Oh, it’s another social casualty
Score one more for me
How could I forget?
Mama said think before speaking
No filter in my head.
Oh, what’s a boy to do?
I guess he better find one soonWe bit our lips she looked out the window
Rolling tiny balls of napkin paper
I played a quick game of chess with the
Salt and pepper shakers.
And I could see clearly
An indelible line was drawn
Between what was good
What just slipped out
And what went wrong.
Wonder if I’ll ever get to see him in concert. Regardless, I do hope to see Keri Noble in concert. At a Zoo. Yeah, I agree, it seems odd for concerts to be at zoos. I know I’ve seen this venue, but I can’t remember what it looks like. Maybe they’ll have the dolphins sing along or something. Or maybe I should stop writing and go back to what I was doing. Yes, that’s it.
In the grand tradition of occassionally recounting the comings and goings here at tumbledry, I present to you the latest list of strange search phrases that have led people here (as supplied by my stats program so kindly installed by Justin):
alex m dry
smapdi age 8
mail friendship
schopenhauer aphorisms
quote for graffiti
smell like woo
napoleon dynamite xgames
male appendage clothing
flying cows
Ok, I never wrote about male appendages, in any way shape or form. I have no idea why they are showing up in a search … even if it was only one hit. I think that disclaimer is important because I do my best to keep it clean around here. After all, we are named after a laundry cycle.
Furthermore, very interesting introduction and link over at kottke concerning a type of test to get a better window into the way people think. That is, it works to quantify the gap between what we think subconsciously and what we think consciously. Sometimes the difference is far greater than we might think, or the opposite or what we would expect.
Even though these tests are just demonstrations, the differences in what you believe and your mind’s true feelings are important to be aware of for many reasons, even though it may be uncomfortable to know …
- kottke
I think I’ll take a couple of these tests in the interest of understanding myself better and making myself a better person. Or I might go read more Harry Potter. I think both improve a person in their own way. Regardless, it is a beautiful summer day made to be enjoyed!
The strangest thing about your only sibling moving out of the house for good is the empty bed. Honestly, there is simply an empty frame standing where her bed used to be. The emptiness in that piece of furniture seems to mirror the one in our home. From the moment I woke up the household seemed emptier. Strange how you can tell when someone is gone and not returning. Strange how you immediately begin to recall the “good ol’ days” when men were men, life was simpler, and Dairy Queen was the logical conclusion to a summer’s day.
I’m proud of Katy. She has a bright future in higher mathematics. The respect she has gained from the many professors at St. Thomas is sure to continue during her graduate tenure at the University of Minnesota. I also envy her; with her life on track and her future ready to be lived, her life seems much more stable than my own. I sometimes wonder if I am pursuing the right degree. In fact, I wonder it everyday. It is both encouraging and thought-provoking to see her with a house of cards neatly built up, as I struggle to shuffle my own deck.
Life is a lot like a game. What with the random strokes of luck, the split-second spur-of-the-moment decisions, and the ever-changing rules, it’s impossible to know if you are winning, or about to be kicked out by the ref. I guess those who succeed recognize this and understand there are only so many things they can control, or change. Time to strive for this.
If you will all permit one more metaphor: wishing you good luck and fair sailing on the sea of life, Katy.
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