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Even Winning Feels Bad
Well, so much for New Year's Resolutions. All the best ones last just until February anyway.
As I type this, I'm sitting in a sports bar in Chicago, up here with Patrick hanging out with the wonderful young womun who shared our same company in Paris those three whole months ago. Chicago is actually pretty nice. It took me a day or so to get acclimated, but of the larger towns I've been to, it's one of the better ones. Traffic is terrible and bizarre, but there's a pretty decent train/subway system that keeps me from having to borrow Patrick's foreign SUV in order to get around. Sadly, there are no Cubs games going on for me to disdain. Instead, I'm watching competitive jump roping which I didn't even know was a televisable event, and listening to "Living on a Prayer" which I didn't know was this listenable a song. Educational in all respects.
In other news, Blake and Conor are the best debaters in the country. Probably ever.
The power of the internet is now situated in user-generated content. It defies the historic/archaic channels of even complex communication, and will likely end up just flat replacing them. It's that distributed understanding and integration that keeps the incredible innovation coming. Too bad MS still doesn't get it. Open standards are not "MS standards that were pushed into a larger forum." There's a process to these things, and all input and modifications are important.
Video games and gaming have captured a bit of my attention recently. I had my first Wii-sperience a couple of weekends ago. Let it be known here and now. I am the greatest bowler in all the virtual land. Current plan is to pick one up around Spring Break, presuming that housing negotiations are in full swing. It should provide at least a couple hours of entertainment. Now to get a TV that is of a size that can enhance the fun...
Further on that train of thought, I was given a copy of the new Zelda game which I was able to course through during some downtime. It's really fun. An actual and valid successor to Ocarina of Time, with more subgames and whatnot to break up the hack-and-slash bits.
Why is it so hard for me to come up with things to write to Jon? What does someone say to a friend in prison?
How come noone told me?
All throughout history, the loneliest people
were the ones who always spoke the truth...
should I take that risk, or just smile?
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The new Zelda looks fantastic. I can't wait until someone makes a lightsaber dueling game for the Wii, because that may become the most awesome thing ever.
And who is this Jon, who is serving 17 years?
i am sorry to say, but i had given up on you ever posting again. so i didn't check it till today... and i only checked it because gumby was worried i might be dead since i hadn't posted yet. i am quite well, a little disenchanted, but well all the same.
how was chi-town (pronounced shy-town)? hope you had fun. were the chicago denny's up to par? did they have the correct coffee mugs? or did you even go to a denny's?
i completely agree, the wii looks sexy. one of my friends told me to "show me your wiines" and then i chuckled till i felt that i was nerdy. directly afterwards john and i got drunk and threw plastic discs at metal chain baskets. frisbee golf parallels boring (regular) golf in that it becomes more fun the more drunk you are.
it is difficult for you to come up with things to write to jon because... well... even you can't come up with many positive/hopeful things to tell him. which really says something about his situation. it bothers you that you are normal in this regard. naturally anyone who knows you would think "well, atleast billy can make him feel better..." but you can't. and thats ok.
gut tells me that it is important to write things to him, and less important that your words mean anything.
oh, today someone walked by my cubicle and asked me "is that a unicorn on your screen?" i answered "nope, its an immaterial pink unicorn." he laughed, and after some contemplation told me "that kinda makes me feel uncomfortable." i then replied "i'm ok with that." just thought i should share.
i would reconsider buying yourself a wii over spring break. let me know before you swipe your card.
-doug
Whooooah livin' on a prayer"
Oh Bon Jovi, you're breakin' my heart...
the question we (billy, myself, erin and jeff) tossed around is the possibility of me getting married. should i get married? well, the answer is... you'll have to call me.
damn i feel wasted. why does alcohol make everything slow down? wy do i feel like i'm treading water? where are my pants? these are all unanswerable questions that no mere mortal should try to answer without drinking a bottle of jager.
well chillunz, i give up. i can't keep myself awake any longer; and i can't keep the p23570 from ruining my words any longer.
-doug
Thus, the anti-christ. I will stop you at all costs.
That's quite the question. The only advice I can give is that you've probably already made the decision, just figure out what you decided and run with it.
Peace in the Middle East,
Gumby
if any of you would like to come, then please meet us at coach's on main street in norman at 10:45 am. we didn't want to invite a bunch of people in case we can't catch a judge at 11. we didn't really want to waste anyone's time. if we don't get married today, then we'll try again tomorrow at the same time and meet at the same place. if we don't get married today or tomorrow, then we'll try the same thing on wednesday. if we haven't been married by noon on wednesday, then we'll spend the rest of the day looking for courthouses in cleveland county till we get married.
i know that this all seems like a whirlwind affair, and it pretty much is. the situation is, yukiko's license expired on march first, and she can't renew it. we can't get a marriage license without her having a current driver's license. so, if we don't get married this week, then she'll get deported and i'll lose her forever.
-doug
its difficult to make decisions on someone else's life, but its really easy to make decisions on your own.
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