I like this sort of thing – looks like fun.
Monthly Archives: August 2011
So, I’m watching the news and there is *another* dust storm blowing into the valley. We had one last night too.
Not to mention the 27 days over 110 degrees, including all of last week and supposedly this upcoming week. That can be done now (my head feels like a freakin’ drum being played by a raucous teenager with no talent).
I guess this explains the gusting winds over the past hour.
Well, obviously not really. But it is entertaining every once in a while. And there’s at least a couple or so consecutive lines that are pretty spot-on.
Tracy: People think that when you get married you lose your freedom.
Martin: Not true?
Tracy: No. It gets better, and better. So – how are you? How’s your life?
Martin: In progress.
Both of these answers are 100% correct. Pls there’s lots of 2 Tone and ska punk music (I miss Operation Ivy and I was once drunkenly cursed at by Joe Strummer in a hotel lobby).
The internet knows everything. I should know, I’m an information professional. Or something.
So, I’m listening to the radio in the Jeep. And evidently there is a new ZZ Top tribute album coming out in a month or so.
But then the DJ plays a cover of “Gimme All Your Lovin'” (did I mention I didn’t care for Eliminator?) by Filter. Whom I have never cared for – I always thought of Patrick as a Trent Reznor Lite product. And it wasn’t great IMNSHO. So I never need to hear that again.
Congressman Steve Chabot of Ohio has police confiscate devices being used to record a town hall meeting. Oddly enough, live news cameras caught the confiscations on video. Both videos at that link wind up on the internet.
They *still* don’t get how it works now.
I have been through (well, am still going through to some extent) this exact process and if they think this rollout is going to go smoothly they have either found a department full of actual IT people willing to work in academia, for academic pay scales, who are very, very good at their jobs (not likely) or they are smoking crack.
I wish them well and good luck – they’ll need it.