Archive for June, 2003

Addendum

I noticed that yesterday, while looking around Múm’s site, they had a link to a show they did at The Austin Museum of Digital Art (AMODA). I recognize the name only because another artist I admire greatly, Jared Tarbell, has had several exhibits there. If you haven’t seen his work yet, be sure to check…

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A Little Late

Looking out the window at work, I noticed the cranes becoming a bit more active. I grabbed my camera, headed downstairs, hoping to capture the whole process of them tilting the chair upright. Downstairs, the doors to the main entrance were all blocked. There was a security guard directing me to a side exit, and…

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Opportunity

I drove in to work today, and stopped by Justin’s to pick him up. On the way to his house, I noticed this guy sleeping in a doorway. I thought to myself "Wow, what a great image." After Justin hopped in the car, I circled around near the guy, stopped, got out, and snapped a…

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They’re Building… Some Sort Of… Big… Chair?

So there’s this convention going on at the Merchandise Mart. It’s called NeoCon, whatever the fuck that is. I had a rant earlier in the day because that name means absolutely nothing. It’s a New Convention? No real idea what it’s all about, but guessing it’s furniture related. Or household stuff or… I dunno. At…

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Mellzah

Mellzah(Melissa) got a Junior Designer position for Papaya Studios (and will be working for James Phinney, who apparently designed such big games as Diablo and StarCraft). Awesome news to hear, especially since she’s been focusing on, and working towards, a job within the gaming industry. Woohoo! Congrats!

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Inspiration. Or Possibly Beer.

Last night, I was talking with TS7 and we swapped a few mp3 files. I gave him some songs by Múm, one of which was a song called Green Grass of Tunnel. I’ve actually been playing that one on a loop, and (here’s my phrase that I like so much), it’s been making my toes…

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The Russian

The Russians had few doctors on the front line.
My father’s job was this: after the battle
Was over, he’d walk among the men hit,
Sit down and ask: ‘Would you like to die on your
Own in a few hours, or should I finish it?’

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Oddly

I woke up feeling pretty great this morning. I kept hitting the snooze button, but instead of painfully clawing my way into consciousness… I slowly, comfortably made my way awake. I put on a shirt I haven’t worn in a long time, and… and… dare I say it? I thought I looked rather good today….

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Howl At The Moon

After what seemed like an hour (and it may well have been that long) waiting outside, we finally get in to the joint. I cannot tell you the last time I had to actually stand in a line to get into a place to drink booze. But – I had a blast listening to Sally…

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Hangover | Ritual

Oof. I’ve spent a good part of the day with a dull headache. It’s not crippling, but strong enough to really keep me from doing anything remotely productive. It’s after 2 PM here, and I’m still not feeling all that right. There was a great deal of alcohol consumed last night. Right now, I’m shuffling…

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Dueling Pianos

Well, I’m off in about 15 minutes to a place called "Howl at the Moon." Dueling piano bar, I believe. Meeting up with Jim and Sally (his wife, another good friend from college), Sally’s sister Ann and maybe some other folks. Should be interesting. :)

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