Month: April 2010
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Cardinals-Giants
Just a quick note on yesterday’s game. We went to see the Cardinals play the Giants at AT&T park, and managed to get seats from Sarah’s work – they have a luxury box and rotate who gets tickets, so we went with maybe a dozen of Sarah’s coworkers and their families. This was the first…
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Spring sprung
There’s this day that’s absolutely ethereal to me, when the winter cold vanishes and the summer heat isn’t here yet, and the air is crisp and feels good, and it’s always a time machine to past eras when this brief ripple between seasons occurs. And it’s happening right now, but just for a few hours,…
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Ketchup. Catsup.
I feel a need to write some giant, overarching, incredible story that spends a thousand words telling some great concept about life, but all I really have at 9am this Saturday is an overwhelming urge to sit on the PS3 for a few hours, and enough random updates to make a giant bulleted list. So…
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Cardiac arrest is self-expression
Peter Steele, the bassist and singer of Type O Negative died on Wednesday, something that came completely out of left field for me. He was only 48, and apparently died of heart failure after a short illness. It took a few google searches for this to really sink in, since he (or maybe his record…
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FrameMaker key annoyance solved
I always vow to write down the small annoyances I solve, so that a) I can look them up in three years when they happen again and I’ve completely forgotten the solution; and b) so people googling might get lucky and find the answer. So here goes. In FrameMaker, you can do a million things…
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There are no coincidences
The last time I bought a new computer, the Rockies beat the Mets. Today, the Rockies beat the Mets. And guess what I did? No, I did not buy a computer because Denver beat New York. (If that was true, I’d own many computers.) But I did replace my 2007 MacBook. I ordered the new…
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Jet City
I keep – or try to keep – a daily journal of automatic writing. I sit down at 6AM and try to write whatever is in my head for a thousand words or an hour, whichever comes first. I never publish this stuff, because most of it is random, a lot of it is personal,…
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Twelve
Another LJ writer’s block question: If you were 12 and could see yourself now, do you think you’d be happy or disappointed, and why? I think to answer that question, I need to look at where I was when I was twelve. I turned twelve in the second semester of sixth grade, which puts me…
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May cause vomit-inducing migranes, loss of smell
I have allergies. I can’t remember a time when I didn’t have them, starting with a trip to the hospital when I was maybe four, when I had an allergic reaction to penicillin like most people have a reaction to agent orange. It was a defining force of my childhood: weekly trips for allergy shots;…
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Opening Day
Opening Frickin’ Day, 2010. Today’s the day my iPhone battery life is slashed to a third, because I pull it out ten times an hour to check scores. It’s when I start leaving work at 6:05 so I can listen to the first three innings of a game in Colorado. It’s when I start cursing…