I'm on twitter now, too. Same username.

...That is all.

Little Stephen Noah sits upon his POÄNG.
“Hi there! -Stephen Noah! -Please come out and play!”
No: for Stephen Noah, working on a chain gang,
Must complete another beta test release today.

Today is my last day at the U. Damn.

I'll be at the Bryant-Lake Bowl this evening. Come have a pint with me!

I don't know what the hell the people upstairs just did, but it's currently raining in my apartment.

I've had a cold for ten days and counting. It's not as bad now as it was a week ago (I can move, think, and go to work), but I'm still achy and tired and drippy. None of my standard home remedies seem to work -- juice, soup, garlic, ginger, multivitamins, even the usually sure-fire Cold Season tea. Any suggestions for what to try next? Anecdotal ( Read more... )

I was nowhere near the I-35W bridge collapse.

Yaphet Kotto for President? Huh. I like Gee and all, but my President is still Laura Roslin.

I've been taking advantage of my first day off in a while to work through a backlog of rye whiskey and Battlestar: Galactica.

( Spoilers through 2.5:16 'Sacrifice' )

Next Monday, June 4, the substars will be playing at the Acadia Cafe (Franklin and Nicollet) along with Jonathan Desi-Olive and Trumpet Marine. The show starts at 8:00 p.m., the cover charge is $3. This is our first public performance, and we promise not to suck.

So, I turned thirty a week ago. It was anticlimactic, really... as it turns out, I've been too busy to reflect. (In an uncharacteristic burst of ambition, I've added 4-5 hours a week of band practice and 10-20 hours a week working on a tech startup on top of my day job and bowling league commitments ( Read more... )