My laptop freaked out and told me to check the fans when I booted it up a little while ago. So I unscrewed some stuff on the bottom, found a fan, and got all the dust and gunk off of it and the filter to the outside- it looked like part of a vacuum in there. Now The Masked Bandit (that's my laptop's name) is running much more quietly and quickly ( Read more... )

This totally counts, right? What, I was watching Dress To Kill with my mom. Yeah, I'm that cool on a Saturday night.

Mostly I stayed in 'cause I worked all day and am unusually tired.

This blog is going to be the best blog that ever blogged in blog-town! It's going to be all the rage in the interblags, scorch the enterwebs, and completely jawdropify your ethernetting ( Read more... )

Man, I wish I drank coffee. I'm like a cafe person with no cafe. A writer with no goatee, if you will. Getting harder to blog every day. Will I last the month? Would I have even sort of made it this far if Sophie weren't doing this too? Probably not. People keep asking to read my novel. It's like a real thing, now. I'm feeling a temptation ( Read more... )

Man, this posting everyday thing is getting tough. I think you need a crazy-interesting life of nonstop events and travel and new people to post every day. Mostly I just go to Panera bread and work on my novel ( Read more... )

went to Benny's for opening day. everyone but Bridget and I wore black shirts, more or less. the brewers lost, but watching them lose with other people was more fun ( Read more... )

Today I dug out my keyboard from the area behind the water heater with my meager belongings. One of the keys is broken, I don't even know which one to call it. But I tooled around it a little. I wrote a ditty I like. Then I couldn't find the adapter to plug the microphone into my computer to record it, so I'll need to buy a new one- or maybe ( Read more... )

Dave got a Blu-Ray player. I had previously scoffed at the idea, but they are incredible! We watched "Quantum Of Solace" last night and you could see the ink blotches in the fake calligraphy they used for the font on the inter-titles when Bond went to a new city. You could make out the faces of everyone in the running of the bulls crowds and ( Read more... )

I've been going through unlabeled cds and discovering my musical past. It's a heavy signifier these days which particular music I was so into I felt the need to burn it to a mix to also listen to it in my car (before I got a ipod radio broadcaster thingy). "Numbered Days" by The Eels reminds me vividly of reading the book Matchstick Men (which ( Read more... )

Recently I've been watching a lot of "How I Met Your Mother," which is a great show that I think teaches us to approach everything with more enthusiasm, but I find myself speaking a bit too much like Barney Stinson ( Read more... )