August 24, 2002
jverbal and I played a few games tonight. I don’t really know the rules, but this was a pretty good introduction. The bulk of what I know of backgammon comes from snippets of James Bond movies. The rest of what I know is folklore and hearsay: It seems a really fun game, and strategies exist…
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August 24, 2002
I was going to add this image to the WH thread, but decided against it. It’s practice, and I don’t want to put it over in the Battle Dome. I know everything over there is for fun, and people just posting images back and forth for inspiration. But the idea of putting my images there,…
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August 24, 2002
With no context, I have little to make today seem any different. I wake up, I make coffee, I putz around on the computer. This morning was overcast, as it’s been for the past two days. Around noon, though, the sun’s broken through the clouds some more. It’s almost becoming a beautiful day. Nothing much…
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August 23, 2002
Inspired by this thread on were-here.com:
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August 23, 2002
Turns out, I just have a shitty phone. I called and spoke to Heather. She mentioned another "cousin" she had to take to the airport. Cousin. Not husband. Cousin. Heh. Don’t I just feel like a complete idiot now? Unfortunately, when we talk, I find out that she was hit by a drunk driver almost…
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August 23, 2002
The alarm is set for 6 AM, with the hopes that I will go jogging. When I wake, blearily… I notice how dark the sky looks. I roll over and go back to sleep. Gifted child that I am, I smack the snooze for another hour. At 7 AM, I decide I must be driving…
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August 22, 2002
Perhaps I’m jumping the gun here, but I decide that I’d like to call Heather tonight, and see what her plans are for Friday. I dial, the phone rings a few times, and she picks up. I say it’s me, and qualify that with "The guy from the train." She laughs, and sounds happy to…
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August 22, 2002
Shortly after I get home, Alex buzzes downstairs. He pops in, we check a site he’s been working on on my PC, and start surfing a bit. We talk about various Flash-based photography sites, and what we like and dislike about the various interfaces we’ve seen. When I show him jverbal’s use of XML and…
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August 22, 2002
At the Q101 office, I sit down with Justin, Matt (another contracted hire, who is a programmer) and Joel (I think that’s his name). Matt is wearing a slick suit, and with his six foot plus frame, combined with his blonde dreadlocks… he looks both incredibly intimidating and incredibly professional. Me? I’m in jeans and…
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August 22, 2002
As I’m waiting for the train, a woman steps next to me and we start talking a bit. She tells me she’s from San Diego, and has just moved to Chicago recently. Today, it turns out, is her first foray using public transit. We compare maps, and determine that she’s to get off at the…
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August 22, 2002
This morning, I’m working on refining a CV for a week-long teaching stint I’m going to be doing at the University of Alabama in October. It should be a wonderful opportunity, as I get to teach Flash MX to a group of graduate students, many of whom are writers to boot. I’ve missed teaching a…
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August 21, 2002
I got a verbal ok from Justin today, as to the possibility that I’ll be hired on a contract basis to help out at his company. No details yet on starting date, but it looks like either the end of this week or early next week. It’s going to be really intimidating, working next to…
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August 21, 2002
Got a call from Alex and we had lunch at the Hollywood Grill. The food was alright, but nowhere was their hamburger platter worth $5.50. But we both really dug the diner coffee, and debated the reasons why diner coffee had its own distinct flavor/taste. Something to do with either the filter, or the containers……
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August 21, 2002
So this morning, after Dustin’s prodding (along with encouragement from Ben after yesterday’s interview), I get up and hea to the local Unemployment Office. They open at 8:30, and I’m able to find my way easily and quickly. Given how little time I’ve spent driving around the city proper, I’m amazed I didn’t get lost….
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August 20, 2002
On my way back to the Blue Line at Clark and Lake, I stopped to take a few photos of the bridge and the Chicago River. There is a side Flash project (nonpaying) that I’m working on that is embarrassingly overdue… and I decided to grab a few images of the bridge for that. God,…
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