15 November 2009 @ 09:39 am
Just a link to my holiday card exchange post, in case you missed it! :)

Still sick with the flu but I feel like I'm turning a corner. I'm feeling a lot better today but I'm not pushing it.
Nothing else going on. Just school/work/study/sick. Exciting, I know.
 
 
 
 
12 November 2009 @ 04:31 pm
Remember Don's strange speech to Peggy in the season finale?

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I've asked a number of people what they think it means, and gotten a lot of different answers. Then I listened to a podcast interview with Matthew Weiner, where he says, after being asked about the line between selling out and selling:

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Interesting, no?
 
 
 
12 November 2009 @ 12:18 pm
[12:14] KarlaAnne77: yeah tell him we shall teach him the fine art of dominoes
[12:15] KarlaAnne77: and losing to us because we are awesome
[12:15] willowphile: hahaha
[12:15] willowphile: losing to MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
[12:15] willowphile: I SHALL PREVAIL
[12:15] willowphile: and stuff
[12:15] KarlaAnne77: NEVARRRRRRRRRRRRKHAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNN
[12:15] willowphile: HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHA
[12:16] KarlaAnne77: i think we should implement the usage of "KHAAAAAAAAAN!" as any substituted form of an overexaggerated "NOOOOOOO!"
[12:16] willowphile: i approve
[12:17] KarlaAnne77: motion passed
[12:17] willowphile: so it is written
[12:17] KarlaAnne77: we dont need a second, cos we're cool like that
[12:17] willowphile: we are our own seconds
[12:17] willowphile: make it so, number 1
[12:17] KarlaAnne77: WE ARE THE HIGH COURT OF NERD RULES
 
 
12 November 2009 @ 08:04 am
iwish



also, wtf, humanity? please seek counseling.

iwish2
 
 
 
11 November 2009 @ 07:31 pm


Batman #691 (The Long Shadows Conclusion: Two Knights. Two Faces.), Judd Winick, 2009.
6/10. ...and as soon as it gets good, it's over. The story line is resolved about half way through this issue, then it returns to the boring "Really, Dick Grayson is Batman, we swear this isn't lame" business.

Frog and Toad Together, Arnold Lobel, 1971, 64 pages.
7/10. Not as great as the original, but a nice, happy book.

Batman #692 (Life After Death Part 1: The Awakening), Tony S. Daniel, 2009.
7/10. Good story so far, but I have no idea who any of these villains are.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy, 2006, 287 pages.
8/10. A great book, but extremely depressing. Although it's a fast read, it took me a while to get through just because I didn't want to read too much at a time without taking a break from the misery.

Time left: 310 days (86%)
Books read: 6 (12%)
Pages read: 1194
 
 
 
10 November 2009 @ 07:07 pm
One of the major changes that have taken place over the past three months is my transition from an afternoon to a morning rower. Unfortunately, my new boat club doesn't have an afternoon program, so I've been driving to 5:30 a.m. practices a few days a week. I blast the radio on the way to wake myself up; as you can imagine, the radio station pickings are a bit slim at 5:30 a.m. But there's this one station that always, always plays Jon Bon Jovi's "Dead or Alive," and I've heard it so many times that I think I finally understand the lyrics. For your benefit, a translation of what the Bard of New Jersey really means:

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In conclusion: I need more sleep.
 
 
Current Mood: silly
 
 
 
 
09 November 2009 @ 10:37 pm
Change of plans. Not going to upload "mix tapes" in the future (unless it's something time sensitive like a Christmas mix). Instead, I will periodically send out packages of mix CDs. Who wants them? Comment to be on my mailing list! You know you want to.
 
 
09 November 2009 @ 10:13 pm
Hello folks.

Did you have lovely weather over the weekend? Are you East Coasters still having nice weather? Yesterday after my last post Katie and I went for a lovely ride up to St. Joseph.

We left at about 11:00 staying on slow roads through town (running North Oak Trafficway all the way to it's northern terminus) and then it was all cornfields and country roads with names like Highway C, Country Road B, and State Highway MM. and Missouri Route 371. We rode through little towns like Ridgely (population 64), Edgerton, Frazier, and Faucett. We went around the Kendzora Conservation Area but didn't stop.




We arrived in St. Joe about two hours later. First stop? The Jesse James House & Museum. We followed that with a stop at an antique mall (where Katie got two new casserole dishes) and then a tour around the empty downtown and it's surrounding neighborhoods. Just some amazing mansions in sad states of disrepair ringing the city centre. It could be a very livable town. We even found a lovely cafe with lots of veggie options -- unfortunately, like the rest of town, it was closed on Sunday. We had to settle for a Quiznos on the way out of town instead.



Knowing that we had friends coming over to watch the last few episodes of Mad Men (thank you Mr. DVR) we headed home on US Route 169. There are some classy joints on 169.



Most of the time it is a two-lane rural highway that runs through Gower, and Trimble before reaching Smithville and greater Kansas City. I really should have taken a detour around Smithville Lake as I've never been there, Oh well, another time.

After a couple of errands north of the river, we crossed the Heart of America bridge, rode through downtown and back home a few minutes before 5pm. It was something like 140 miles (I wasn't keeping track and tricking Google into duplicating our route is too painful).
 
 
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Current Music: http://www.last.fm/user/sidmuchrock
 
 
09 November 2009 @ 01:54 pm


We didn't have carpets at our last place, so this is the first time to my knowledge that Busy has encountered a running vacuum cleaner. She doesn't like it.
 
 
09 November 2009 @ 10:51 am
Zak and some of his coworkers entered the Doritos "Crash the Superbowl" contest, and cast me in their two specs. Please:

Uninformant



Snack-Out

 
 
 
 
09 November 2009 @ 07:36 am
Press your lips
To my eyes
Taste my tears
On your tongue,
Pull the blinds
Play our song
Nothings changed
Nothing could be wrong.




Scream in the night
Kick and skrike
Like a newborn
Holding me shaking
Awake in the dark
All of these promises
Kept and unbroken
Tracing the scars
Tracing the scars
Even and cold
As we both become older.
Your arms bound about me
The hush in your voice.
The warmth of your fingers
Entwined around mine
In the eve of our lives
Never a choice.