I'm at the 'rents place for the time being, and Larry is coming to visit me in about, oh, two hours ( Read more... )

The t-shirt quilt my mom made me is back from the quilter! All it needs is the border, which Mom is gonna do this weekend! And she's gonna ship it to me on Monday! Wooooooooooo ( Read more... )

Well, school is finished for this term, and now it is time to decorate the house and down copious quantities of food that you only eat this time of year: buckeyes, large quantities of cookies, turkey, ham, stuffing, mashed potatoes, shrimp and cocktail sauce, and whathaveyou ( Read more... )

I will come to a time in my backwards trip when November eleventh, accidentally my birthday, was a sacred day called Armistice Day. When I was a boy, and when Dwayne Hoover was a boy, all the people of all the nations which had fought in the First World War were silent during the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour of Armistice Day, which was the ( Read more... )

Fire Bill Lynch. Fire Bill Lynch. Fire Bill Lynch. This is the writing written upon the walls of the Athletic Department. The man needs to go. 2-4 with four years of the same coaching staff and all your own recruits and the best quarterback in the Big Ten last year is absolutely inexcusable. You should not lose to Iowa 45 to 9. You should ( Read more... )

I should be doing reading and preparing for a presentation, but I can't get my mind to focus. This will only take a few minutes, anyway ( Read more... )

I think I'm finally getting the hang of this working-40-hours-a-week-while-going-to-school thing. I just hope I can hang on through the semester.

Life is kinda good right now. Can't explain why.

It didn't go my way ( Read more... )

It was about what I expected: I went into a board room full of men and women and was asked a lot of personal questions about my employment, personal relationships, application for residency, my undergraduate career (including my defunct music education career and some classes I failed in it), and my intentions throughout last year, even my choice ( Read more... )

Okay. So, I've just moved to downtown Indianapolis, right next Riley Children's Hospital, the White River, IUPUI, and all that stuff. For downtown, I live in a pretty residential area. So why do I have to ask myself: where are the supermarkets? Where are the drugstores? Where is the retail, folks? In my week or so of living here, I have yet ( Read more... )