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howdy, lj!
I'm not sure if anyone other than thumbergia2001 and cbackson is still around these here parts - shout-out if you are! - but I am still, for now, an LJ user, and I do still read my flist every few days or so ( Read more... ) -
30 before 30.
this is a common thing! but I want to play. I'm officially 29 now, and I've already lost almost a month in my year-til-thirty. 30 isn't something I'm scared of, but it is a little bit of a milepost, and my goals seem to get smaller and quieter as the years go by - but no less essential.
Not surprisingly, most of these are craft-oriented...
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city mouse, country mouse.
I told my urban design friends this evening that I want them to come out with me tomorrow for a bluegrass night at a Central Square bar. After trying to explain "bluegrass" to my friends from India, Greece, China, and Italy ("Like 'O Brother Where Art Thou,' a bit," was my best effort, but when I actually brought out hard-core banjo picking, they ( Read more... ) -
what strange delights life brings!
set down here for reference when I'm not positive this school thing is such a good idea: I am currently listening to weird piano music (Erik Satie) and drinking a glass of red wine while pontificating wildly on Good Urban Form. The assignment was to craft an honest-to-God manifesto, you see, and apparently I decided this necessitated the use of ( Read more... ) -
missing Mississippi.
I realize that I never actually wrote anything about leaving Mississippi back at the beginning of May. It must have looked to any readers like I was puttering along on the Gulf Coast like usual and then suddenly started spinning wool in Appalachia. That's... not entirely accurate. I think it was just hard for me to articulate, especially in the ( Read more... ) -
the gaping maw of the nerd machine
It turns out grad school at MIT is kind of a busy life, guys. Any one of the things I have been up to lately could easily be fleshed out into a substantive post, but, falling back on bad habits, BULLET POINTS!
- My studio (urban design, if we want to get picky) is tucked away in the architecture department, which itself is arranged around the top ( Read more... )
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dusting this puppy off.
Guys, it would be so wonderful if I could break my longstanding radio silence with something really awesome like, say, a HP7.2 reaction post, or a discussion of all the awesome TV I've been catching up on this August. Alas! My geek card should be revoked! Let's tally up what exactly I haven't seen, living precisely 2 hours from anything ( Read more... ) -
more folk school moments
Last week after the contra dance the resident blacksmith invited us down to his shop to listen to This American Life. "Bring something to do with your hands," he said, so a bunch of us trooped down and sat around his blacksmith shop knitting, sipping microbrews, and listening to Ira Glass talk about job creation. I mean, resident blacksmith. C' ( Read more... ) -
I sing behind the plow.
It's a funny place, this folk school. It's only my first week, and already I'm enjoying the fine line between folky-crafty-delightful and over the top ridiculousness. I have no computer, and have to bum use of someone's laptop, so don't expect lots of updates. But, so far I have ( Read more... )
