Not Chicago

I went to Chicago for a job interview. Oddly enough, I never step foot into Chicago city limits. I think we should limit cities to their proper. I'm just saying. I got my hopes up.

It's almost like a cruel joke

It might be all the Jonathan Edawrds and St. Augustine I've read or it might be the four years I've spent at an engineering school; but I cannot escape my hunger for logic.

After reading this article I understood the punch-line of a perfectly comic truth: despite my spirit's hunger for logic the language of my mind is painfully illogical.

I adore puns

From the the 2010 Farmer's Almanac:

"for instance, we are predicting a major snowfall in mid-February; possibly even blizzard conditions for New England (indeed, even shovelry is not dead)."

Love it.

An affinity for phonetics

I find so much phonetic pleasure in the word podiatry. I'm not sure why. It's just so great to say and such a joy to hear.

Thanks to TBS I now feel a strong sense of camaraderie with two groups of ethnic minorities.

Possibly the oddest dream I've ever had

Last night I had a dream where I followed Diane Sawyer on a great journey. Her goal was to "live off the land" in a rugged survivalist fashion.

We traveled down a giant rice paddy/cornfield that was flooded; because of the tall nature of the cornstalks and water up to our chests we trudged for awhile all while walls of fire closed in on us (it was at night and given the nature of the explosions causing the fires I am lead to believe it was in Vietnam during the war). We spent a lot of energy trying to hold onto our journals but they were lost in the saturated field as we were making our exit.

Our journey ended at a giant farm of some sort with many trees--I think it was in the pacific northwest--where we met up with George Costanza (yes, George from Seinfeld). The three of us then moved giant logs by hand. The end.

It is a long word whose legitimacy is suspect...

This reporter made up a new word. I like it.

" conditionofanonymitybecauseofconfidentiality "

More Costume Ideas

Halloween costume ideas: 1) The white Barack Obama (I can do a pretty mean Obama) 2) Some form of David Bowie (i.e Davie Bowie in space, David Bowie from Labyrinth, 1972 David Bowie from the Ziggy Stardust tour, 1980 David Bowie from the video Ashes to Ashes, David Bowie's freak-ee brother Sherman Bowie) 3) Long Division 4) "carries a pejorative connotation" 5) A Band of Horses 6) Albi the Racist Dragon 7) A "man with no chest" (C.S. Lewis reference)

8) A Wes Anderson character

9) Casimir Pulaski Day

It's not from my favorite movie but it IS my favorite line from a movie

"The crickets and the rust-beetles scuttled among the nettles of the sage thicket. "Vámonos, amigos," he whispered, and threw the busted leather flintcraw over the loose weave of the saddlecock. And they rode on in the friscalating dusklight."

Languages I want to learn within the next ten years

(I'll leave greek and hebrew off because I'll be learning them soon enough in graduate studies)

1) Icelandic

2) French

3) Spanish and Portuguese (listed together because I want to learn them for the same reason)

Queue

Today I found out how much I like the word queue. It is fun to say and to spell--but mostly to say. Doing it doesn't even bother me that much.

"Maybe next time I'll estimate myself"

I may have underestimated myself.

I read some Chaucer tonight and it made me want to edit my "interests" on facebook.

I was going to say "I enjoy writing prose (because I'm dull)" then somehow keyed this into the parentheses (and for the sake of irony I want to inject this tangent) instead:

"(for I pen not cool rhymes, my melodies'r far from sweet; but I well write of their wonders, I find this my feat )"

Who knew?

I'm glad God made smart people...

because they're better at articulating my thoughts than I am--i.e. C.S. Lewis and "The Abolition of Man."

I don't remember zucchini being this big...

then again I'd hardly consider myself a seasoned zucchini expert--or any sort of zucchini expert.

What did I do this afternoon? A quick culinary experiment--not to be confused with a coronary experiment, which would be dangerous.

I really enjoy experimenting with food. I decided to experiment with a pizza this afternoon, because I like vegetables served in pie-like formats.

BBQ sauce over hand mixed crust, a chopped bell pepper, then a whole grapefruit (I squeezed the juices over the pizza because it sounded fun).

CARROTS! Because they're in my top three favorite naturally occurring category (opposed to my top three "prepared foods" category).

Various cheeses--and by various I mean extra sharp cheddar and mozzarella, nothing exciting by any means.

Un poco oregano, and even mas poco garlic salt, but a moderate to generous throw of cinnamon (because it's one of the best chemically induced sensations known to man).

now my macbook smells like cinnamon.

I wait. It cooks.

moral hazard

Generally I enjoy making fun of how vain I am and it prompts character change. However, sometimes I wonder if making light of things promotes callousness to seriousness rather than crafting useful satirical commentary.

An indicator that many social commentaries I have and will continue to make are more than likely justified--the worst thing is it's a Georgia tag.

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My new favorite part of our apartment

So my apartment-mate took this table from a girl we know. He cut glass for it, put it on door hinges, attached a handle, and lined the bottom with vinyl LP sleeves; it is kind of awesome--just slightly.

I really don't recommend garlic coffee

I primarily brew my coffee with a press (it is delightful) and am currently without a microwave (which I use to bring water to a boil for the brew).

Apparently tastes of garlic lingered in the pot I used for boiling and were introduced into my coffee--this is not recommended.

I have a confession

I like shopping for "home things." I enjoy Bed, Bath, and Beyond--mostly the beyond. I'm ok with spending part of my afternoon there and other "home" stores as I replenish the things that "walked out" when one of the guys in my apartment moved out yesterday.