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Notes Dropped While Working.
Jul. 3rd, 2004 12:28 amHaving just listened to "When Doves Cry" from the upcoming release A Symphonic Tribute to Purple Rain, I feel confident in declaring that Vitamin Records is insane.
No, surprisingly, I don't want to know what The String Quartet Tribute to Clay Aiken sounds like.
The LA Times has an article entitled "Pencil Necked Chic" about the rise of geek chic. What I found most amusing was the little sidebar about the old Geek Code.
I appear to have stumbled into a regular, though unpaying, crossword writing gig for the web magazine Today's Cacher. Last month, they published a vocabulary criss-cross trying to masquerade as a crossword. I countered by dashing off a more formal one of my own. The editors responded by asking if I'd like to create more as a monthly feature. So there I am.
I'm feeling like I'm neglecting friends right now. I treat a lot of my life like spinning plates. Once I get a plate spinning, I just assume it's going to keep spinning, checking in only occasionally to make sure it doesn't fall, crack, and embarrass me in front of Ed Sullivan. It means that I'm usually hopping around instead of trying to build friendships. I probably need some way to work on that.
My flight to Boston is spproaching quickly, and I'm already trying to frantically remember what I have yet to forget. But it looks like I've got most everything squared away, once I do my run to Target for travel nicities and necessities. Sadly, I don't think I'm going to have time to pick up a memory card for my digital camera, so I'll just have to set the quality to low and deal with the space I have. And I'll bring my USB hookup, in case I get a chance to dump them on a BosKrewe computer.
Contrary to previous indication, there will be no trip to Fenway Park for me. Apparently, to get six seats together will require paying a scalper a 200%. Now, I wouldn't mind the markup quite as much if the seats were great, but I won't put up with it for bleacher seats in the outfield.
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cramerica's house last week. During the conversation, I made the observation, "It seems like you guys love your Tivo more than you love TV." And they consented that it was probably true. I am extremely mistrustful of this type of attitude, where the technology is prized over the technology's product. I shy away from people who care more about their stereos than their music, or more about their DVD systems than their movies. Most egregiously, people who care more about their car than where they will be going. (This doesn't apply to mechanically minded, for whom engineering is more important than either the car or the mobility.)
I think this reasoning can be applied to a lot more than just technology. It may be part of the reasoning behind hating the "fair-weather fans" of winning sports teams. It's not that the team has more fans, it's that most of those fans are more interested in winning or in the image of the team than in the game itself.
Speaking of games, I borrowed Ape Escape and Ape Escape 2 fromcramerica last week. I was turned off by the first game's often messy controls, but the sequel tightened them up, letting the charm show through.
SatNYTX: 13. With two lucky guesses.
No, surprisingly, I don't want to know what The String Quartet Tribute to Clay Aiken sounds like.
The LA Times has an article entitled "Pencil Necked Chic" about the rise of geek chic. What I found most amusing was the little sidebar about the old Geek Code.
I appear to have stumbled into a regular, though unpaying, crossword writing gig for the web magazine Today's Cacher. Last month, they published a vocabulary criss-cross trying to masquerade as a crossword. I countered by dashing off a more formal one of my own. The editors responded by asking if I'd like to create more as a monthly feature. So there I am.
I'm feeling like I'm neglecting friends right now. I treat a lot of my life like spinning plates. Once I get a plate spinning, I just assume it's going to keep spinning, checking in only occasionally to make sure it doesn't fall, crack, and embarrass me in front of Ed Sullivan. It means that I'm usually hopping around instead of trying to build friendships. I probably need some way to work on that.
My flight to Boston is spproaching quickly, and I'm already trying to frantically remember what I have yet to forget. But it looks like I've got most everything squared away, once I do my run to Target for travel nicities and necessities. Sadly, I don't think I'm going to have time to pick up a memory card for my digital camera, so I'll just have to set the quality to low and deal with the space I have. And I'll bring my USB hookup, in case I get a chance to dump them on a BosKrewe computer.
Contrary to previous indication, there will be no trip to Fenway Park for me. Apparently, to get six seats together will require paying a scalper a 200%. Now, I wouldn't mind the markup quite as much if the seats were great, but I won't put up with it for bleacher seats in the outfield.
It's been a while since I encountered Tivo Missionaries, but I met two while at
cramerica's house last week. During the conversation, I made the observation, "It seems like you guys love your Tivo more than you love TV." And they consented that it was probably true. I am extremely mistrustful of this type of attitude, where the technology is prized over the technology's product. I shy away from people who care more about their stereos than their music, or more about their DVD systems than their movies. Most egregiously, people who care more about their car than where they will be going. (This doesn't apply to mechanically minded, for whom engineering is more important than either the car or the mobility.)I think this reasoning can be applied to a lot more than just technology. It may be part of the reasoning behind hating the "fair-weather fans" of winning sports teams. It's not that the team has more fans, it's that most of those fans are more interested in winning or in the image of the team than in the game itself.
Speaking of games, I borrowed Ape Escape and Ape Escape 2 from
cramerica last week. I was turned off by the first game's often messy controls, but the sequel tightened them up, letting the charm show through.SatNYTX: 13. With two lucky guesses.