Saturday, June 19, 2004

Movies of the evening...

Tonight's viewing? IN AMERICA and MAYOR OF THE SUNSET STRIP. Man, you feel
really bad for the guy at teh center of the movie by the end. Sure he
lived at the center of this little universe and birthed the careers of a
who's who list of people, but at the end of the day all he was left with
were photos and ephemera in his tiny apartment. No real friends, no real
partners, just histories with celebrities that used him as a mirror to
reflect upon themselves. Sad.

Friday, June 18, 2004

DVD Pet Peeves

Over lunch I picked up 21 Grams and Millenium Actress at
Blockbuster... Ang and I have generally stopped buying there because
it's cheaper at Hollywood, but they had a copy of Hedwig and the Angry
Itch there a couple weeks ago that I didn't buy and I wanted to see if
they still had it (being Colorado Springs and not thinking that
there's much of a community into musicals about botched operation
transsexuals) Anyway, they didn't... but they did have 21 Grams which
I hadn't seen anywhere else (it's the type of movie that only ever
gets a couple of copies at the store so when they go into the used
section they don't last long, as opposed to say Terminator 3 and X2)
Why do studios realease SUPER barebones movies? the 21 Grams disc
doesn't even have a trailor on it. ERGH. I don't need a lot of
features, but having the trailer isn't that difficult and is kind of
handy. I suppose they're coming out with a special edition at some
point, but I don't know that it's a movie I like enough to buy twice.

Thursday, June 17, 2004

Posts from the notebooks part 2

I remember writing this next post on my way back to Minnesota last
June. Angela and I had a couples shower before we left the next
morning for Cornerstone. I was stuck on an airplane.

Stuck in Row 6, Seat C he poured himself into the Bruce Cockburn song
he was listening to about the end of the world. Next to him, a thin
scandinavian woman from Minneapolis sat pensively reading on of the
three hundred sixty two Left Behind novels. If this were the last
night of the world, what would I do? What would I do that was
different? The words resonated and he realized that he'd be doing
exactly what he's doing now, flying across the country to see his
fiance, making a connection whole again that's been broken by

He looked to his left and saw a marker scrawled bookmark of Jesus next
to the woman's book. Is believing in the end of things during your
lifetime a narcissistic belief? "I'm so important that I'm not going
to die a man alone in the relentless march of time! No, I'm going to
go out with a bang with everyone else so that when we're done, the
party's over."

No, he didn't think that way, and didn't care much for Left Behind,
though he remembered a time in his life when he was. "Life", he
though,"is too short to worry about the end of it.

Posts from the notebooks part 1

NP: Circle Slide by the Choir off of one of my favorite albums EVER
The Choir's Circle Slide
I remember picking up Circle Slide at a Northwestern
Bookstore near my house in Maplewood, MN. They didn't have the
greatest music selection, but it was nearby and thus the easiest place
to convince my parents to take me. I think they even bought the disc
for me. I had probably just purchased my first CD player a few months
prior since I remember lining up my CDs and thinking I was really cool
for having something around 40 discs. Now, Angela and I have over

Anyway, this is a little piece that I found in one of my notebooks. It
doesn't have any sort of ending, but I thought it was a nice

Back packed, key in hand, and heart stilled. Trepidation was bleeding
itself away as the time to the start of the mission clicked down
moment by moment. The days previously had almost seemed to stretch.
Moving along almost languidly, and even yesterday was fairly
leisurely, but today was different. Today it seemed as ifthe clock had
gone haywire and was just freely spinning.

anyway, that's all that I wrote. I'm not sure why, and I'm not even
entirely sure when I wrote it. But it's there FWIW.

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

More Gmail

I'm still just getting into Gmail, but I'm becoming more impressed by
it. I really dig the conversation threading that it created. Instead
of opening individual e-mails, you open a 'conversation' that shows
all of the e-mails in a thread in one web page so that you don't have
to keep clicking. If you want to reply to something, you click reply
under the e-mail you want to reply to and it automatically opens a
reply area right inside the page so that once again you don't need to
leave the page. Once you're done writing your e-mail, you click send,
and the little input area of the page disappears and your new message
appears at the bottom of the thread. It can also automatically
hide/show quoting so that you don't have to wade through old quotes.

Anyway, I'm pretty impressed, at least much more so than I ever
thought I'd be. I can see Gmail catching on quite a bit once it's
officially released.

Must do timesheet(s) today. Thankfully it should be relatively easy. More later.

Tuesday, June 15, 2004


I was digging around in my blogspot control panel and noticed that I
was invited to get a Gmail account. So far, it seems pretty cool.
Although I'm only getting started with it. I like the keyboard
commands you can use from the main panel though.

Too Much Stuff...

I swear that the move from Minneapolis to Colorado Springs will never end. So far, we've dragged at least 4 Santa Fe's worth of stuff down to our Apartment, along with an Elantra worth, part of a moving truck worth, and a full size van worth. Our apartment is slowly getting to the point where we won't have any more storage, which means another round of binging and purging. But binging and purging aren't always bad things, at least when they don't involve puking on demand. ;-)

I think Big Fish comes out to the used section at Hollywood today, maybe I'll have to swing by and find out.

New Beastie Boys album?

Verdict? Blah. That's all. Glad I didn't buy it.

NP: Beastie Boy's - Ch Ch Check it Out

Just starting to listen to the new album. The jury is out. I do know I don't dig the politics, but the beats are so.... FUNKY. (shakes his little white boy booty as much as he can while he sits at his desk)

Getting back into the thick of things...

It's always a pain getting everything caught up from being out of the office for a couple of days and today, thankfully or not, is about the same. Ang and I ended up getting home at about 10:00 last night and falling flat on the bed. This means that the Santa Fe didn't get unloaded, but also meant that our apartment got to remain clean for one more day before being messed up with a SUVfull of stuff that we're not entirely sure we have a place for.

One of the things I was excited about doing over the weekend was getting at least a little bit of riding in so that I could appreciate the terrain and abundance of oxygen. I thought that it would be easier to ride, and in a way it was, but the main difference was in how wattage could be applied. Like I said, i was surprised that the heart rate was the same, it didn't go down. But I could in general go a few miles an hour faster. I'm not sure whether this is just because of terrain or because of atmosphere. My thought is that is has more to do with terrain because I seem to remember having about the same level of performance back when I lived in Minnesota. No matter what though, it was nice riding back home, and it reminded me of how much I like my Fuji Team. The mountain bike I bought is nice, but the shifting of my Ultegra components is buttery smooth.

Back to work, I've got timesheets and other stuff to finish, but maybe I'll post some journal entries that I found in one of my notebooks a little later.