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Sunday, August 19th, 2007
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12:38 pm - i'm about to pop
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You might enjoy:
All through the night
Or, if the Washington Post is also sadly your sometimes arbiter of cool, you already know about it.
Also -- Phil got his lomo pics of NS+NFLD back from the developer, and they're now on flickr. It's like we took our vacation 3 decades ago! Though I'm looking jowly and old.
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| Thursday, August 16th, 2007
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4:49 pm
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| Tuesday, August 14th, 2007
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3:50 pm - all the club kids watching your glow sticks glow
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Phil & I are back from the big Atlantic Canada trip. I’m gonna try and write a narrative, but I have a lot of stuff to get done between now and leaving for Turku next week. In the meantime, I’ve uploaded the first portion of photos to flickr. These are from either the Northern Peninsula of Newfoundland or Labrador.
current music: This House / Jasper James & The JetSet / Shortbus
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| Wednesday, July 25th, 2007
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12:30 am
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OK, I swear, I will not post anything else from cuteoverload.com, even though I maintain my obsession, but down below, that one's too much:
Also, while cleaning up tonight, I discovered a never-opened, shrink-wrapped copy of Windows 3.0, from 1990. I forget where I got it. Do people collect these things? Does anybody want it?
( pork 'n beans )
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| Monday, July 23rd, 2007
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11:02 am - I just learned about cuteoverload.com
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| Saturday, July 21st, 2007
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9:37 pm - 59. Cooney Potter
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By Edgar Lee Masters
I INHERITED forty acres from my Father
And, by working my wife, my two sons and two daughters
From dawn to dusk, I acquired
A thousand acres. But not content,
Wishing to own two thousand acres,
I bustled through the years with axe and plow,
Toiling, denying myself, my wife, my sons, my daughters.
Squire Higbee wrongs me to say
That I died from smoking Red Eagle cigars.
Eating hot pie and gulping coffee
During the scorching hours of harvest time
Brought me here ere I had reached my sixtieth year.
I learned these lines in sixth grade, and I still can't forget them.
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2:45 pm - The Brandy Glass
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by Louis MacNeice
Only let it form within his hands
once more--
The moment cradled like a
brandy glass.
Sitting alone in the empty dining
hall...
From the chandeliers the snow
begins to fall
Piling around carafes and table
legs
And chokes the passage of the
revolving door.
The last diner, like a ventrilo-
quist's doll
Left by his master, gazes before
him, begs:
"Only let it form within my hands
once more."
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2:39 pm - answer to npr game
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- line of stationery, particularly looseleaf, spiral bound notebooks, or composition books
- Diane's Reams
- A series of karate franchises
- Dojo Nnamdi (or Kojo's Dojo's)
- A chain of small hotels or B&Bs
- The Inskeeper, though
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) lydabeth's suggestion of the Schorr & Segall is quite good.
- A line of cream-filled pastries
- Poggioli's Cannolis
4 kind of violates the spirit of the idea, since it doesn't really integrate the name into the product, bu it's my quiz
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| Tuesday, July 17th, 2007
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2:52 pm
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In honor of the NPR Shop's Nina Totin' Bag (which Phil ordered me but is unfortunately on backorder*), we've been playing the NPR Licensing Riddle Game.
Here are some general concepts, which could form a line of NPR-licensed products:
Play my NPR game!
- A line of stationery, particularly looseleaf, spiral bound notebooks, or composition books
- A series of karate franchises
- A chain of small hotels or B&Bs
- A line of cream-filled pastries
* A good exception to the claim that coordinate gapped-expressions have to have the same extraction sites
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| Saturday, July 14th, 2007
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6:16 pm - our route
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| Friday, July 13th, 2007
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12:26 am - go s & m
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Today I was reading a paper called "The problem of serial order in behavior" (by Karl Lashley -- a classic paper in neuroscience, from 1951). In it, he was discussing - and refuting - the idea that 'silent thinking' -- i.e., verbally thinking to yourself -- involves inaudible articulation. Anyway, here's what he writes:
"I once devised an instrument to record small movements of the tongue. Within the limits of its sensitivity, it showed that in silent thinking the tongue usually drops to the back of the mouth and shows no detectable movement. Verbal problems, such as the correct squaring of three-place numbers, could be carried out with no trace of overt movement. If, however, I urged the subject to hurry or if I slapped his face, his tongue came forward and showed movements corresponding to the syllabification of internal speech or of the computation he was performing."
Now that's what I call an experiment!
In other news, I now have extensive August travel plans. On two separate itineraries are Nova Scotia, Newfoundland, Finland and Iceland. Which I believe makes August 2007 the clearest contender for the title "Most Likely Month Matt Will Eat Caribou"
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| Monday, April 9th, 2007
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4:49 pm - a weird dream I had
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I had a singularly bizarre and coherent dream last night.
It took place in the Brown Co-op, where a bunch of the 02/03 co-opers and I were hanging out cooking dinner. We were captured by a truly frightening giant silverfish that lived in the walls, who then held us hostage in cocoons. Somehow the silverfish hypnotized us, or secreted something, or through some property of the cocoons, made us hallucinate an alternate reality -- sort of like the Matrix. I got the impression that he wanted us in this hallucinatory state so we wouldn't notice he was slowly eating us. In our hallucinated state, we were all together on a college campus, in football stadium. We each too our 'real-world' forms, but the giant silverfish was there too, in the form of Mo'Nique. I would periodically realize that all was not well, and that we had to fight our complacency and escape somehow. At some point, someone realized they had a pack of cigarettes. We each lit one and calmly smoked it. When Mo'Nique came up the bleachers in the stadium, we all jabbed the cigarettes into her, which somehow (a) broke the spell; & (b) killed the giant silverfish. We were then free to go.
Huh.
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| Tuesday, April 3rd, 2007
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5:28 pm - Joshua Tree & moon
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5:26 pm
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Gone for awhile, I know.
Just got back from the CUNY Conference in San Diego, which was good.
Even better was that we went on a post-conference trip to Joshua Tree National Park.
I just uploaded some pictures here.
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| Wednesday, February 21st, 2007
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10:19 pm - Dinner for Indira And Nevin
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| Monday, February 19th, 2007
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8:40 pm - some recent videos of note
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| Tuesday, February 6th, 2007
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2:35 pm - Lady
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| Monday, January 29th, 2007
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3:51 pm
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I just wanted to take a moment, and use the only forum I have, to express how thoroughly I deplore the movie Little Miss Sunshine. It's entire reason for being seemed to be quirkiness and gimmick, and one was left with the distinct impression of folks sitting around saying, "let's make an indie movie!" Then, you pull out your indie movie checklist, put the pieces together, and get that movie. Bleh! bleh, bleh, bleh.
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| Monday, January 22nd, 2007
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10:15 pm - hey funboys
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wherein Matt meets his destiny
It is found. After years of searching.
In 1996, The Simpsons ran the episode "The Curse of the Flying Hellfish," in which Mr Burns and Grampa compete to find lost Nazi treasure. It has a well-known ending in which a young German aristocrat (Baron von Wortzenberger) hastily claims the loot that Grampa finally recovers -- "Ja ja ja, mach schnell mit der art things, huh? I must get back to Dancecentrum in Stuttgart in time to see Kraftwerk." As he speeds off, his car plays a song, with a great sweeping techno beat and a vocoder voice intoning "Body Control," only to slow down and yell to the reconciling Bart and Grampa: "Hey funboys, get a room."
When I saw a re-run of this episode in high school, I subsequently spent a lot of time in the old computer lab, with the massive Sun workstations, looking for mp3s (then rather a novelty) of Kraftwerk and the song "Body Control" [perhaps barlow or notacolour will remember ... I recall barlow spent a lot of time looking for MC Hammer songs) Of course, it's not their song, but I did ultimately start buying Kraftwerk CDs, and became a big fan ... all because of this passing reference.
However, there was something missing ... the song "Body Control."
Though I can't say I've found the whole song (and maybe it was just invented for the episode), I have found the next best thing:
Time to see Kraftwerk
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| Sunday, January 21st, 2007
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11:21 pm
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