tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58957132011-07-28T10:21:25.797-05:00(and the endless caverns of K'n-yan)-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.comBlogger1641100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-73930488641945493452008-03-12T12:17:00.001-05:002008-03-12T12:19:08.969-05:00

On Monday of last week, I turned a year older. If I could do it over again, my birthday wish would be to skip the following Tuesday through Friday.Last week was bad for the J. I had a great birthday one day, and the next… everything went to crap. The weather turned über-cold again. Brett Favre retired. Condescension Clinton won the states she was likely to win. Gary Gygax, co-creator of Dungeons

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-4095584390143227832008-02-14T20:43:00.003-06:002008-02-14T22:26:49.180-06:00

I know it's "just politics."I know she needs to blunt his strengths.I know it's more a ploy than anything else...But for this citizen, the easiest way to lose my vote is to belittle the power of speeches, and turn public speaking skills into a liability. Anyone up to date with American politics will know what I'm referring to, but here's a taste of it from MSNBC's FirstRead.Now, as a youth who

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-40281024564138151652007-08-28T23:28:00.000-05:002007-08-29T09:05:51.343-05:00

On this night, I went to the Friendly Confines of Wrigley Field, and left with a sign from the gods.It all started with tickets. Free tickets to the Cubs vs. Brewers game, provided by a vendor who wanted to make nice with my boss. She, in turn, gave them to her diligent, industrious, and appreciative underlings. Let us sing her praises.Game day arrived, and I got to leave work early — okay, ten

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-26162692085796213992007-08-02T12:04:00.000-05:002008-12-08T23:21:48.353-06:00

The title is a pretty good summary.As most folks should be aware of, there was a horrendous event in the Twin Cities last night. The I-35 bridge over the Mississippi River collapsed, and during heavy traffic. Thankfully, as far as I know, none of the Minnesotan friends I know (but don't correspond with much anymore) were involved. I got a voicemail from my mom, letting me know that all my

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-23886002487739967932007-07-09T00:37:00.000-05:002007-07-09T16:41:14.548-05:00

One would think that, at the Taste of Chicago, I would remember the food. Or maybe the music.Nope. It was the pastel-clad folks dancing and singing "Hare Krishna" from the Taste around the Loop. It's hard to witness that much energy and singing, and not smile. That, and it was horribly surreal... and I loved watching the confused reaction of the folks they passed in the street.But we're not here

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Apparently, I have libations on my mind. On my daily trawl of news sites, I came across an MSN article entitled "5 Cocktails That Deserve a Comeback." The Bronx seemed interesting, the other three induced a shrug... but there was one I need to try:3. The Black VelvetThe Black Velvet couldn't be simpler: one part Guinness (bottled beer is preferred, for its consistency) and one part dry champagne

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-65143299382216139842007-05-31T09:11:00.000-05:002007-05-31T09:21:52.720-05:00

That line is from this article on Slate.com, courtesy of Field Maloney. The gist of it is, wine has overtaken beer as the national libation of choice.Now, as a man who will always have a place on his shelf for Jack Daniels and Drambuie (not to mention various types of vodka), the last few years have seen my beer appreciation on the rise. This can be blamed on a man from Pittsburgh named Geoff --

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Hooray Beer!'Near-death experience' might be an exaggeration. It was definitely an experience, but you can never tell how near-death something is when you're 30 floors up in a claustrophobic space.Short version is, I was on my way to work, as I am wont to do on most Tuesdays. We are nearing the big office move, and the construction folk are busy finishing up the floor below mine. When I hit the '

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-43305950362802963502007-05-22T11:28:00.000-05:002007-05-22T11:36:32.934-05:00

Finally, the hellish world of an apartment sans Internet will be saved. The new lappy is at the home, awaiting my dismissal from work. Then, my pretties, we can get back to the mindless drivel that is the online world.Or, we can revel in the joy of an upcoming Darkest of the Hillside Thickets album. Woot, indeed. We can also start posting spoilers for the new venture that Steph and I are

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...I actually almost completely forgot how to log into this thing.For the kids at home, count the number of adverbs in that clunky sentence.Anyway, workin' overtime. Writing every week for a gaming/history site. Cast as an understudy for the upcoming GeekOuts show (5/26, the day I get to play creepy characters at Second City (Well, Donny's Skybox, to be exact)).Look at that... nested parentheses!

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Yeah, that's what happened.Anyway, been busy writing. A very short observation over at Samizdat, and more eleaborate articles at the Cantina. The latter actually only has links to the articles, but I'm a little proud the layout I was able to achieve. I miss being an editor, sometimes. A lot of times.Besides that, all y'all need to read Bülent Atalay's book, Math and the Mona Lisa. Do it. Physics

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Words from my co-worker: "I don't know that we really have 'normal' days, but today was just weird."It's true. How else do you describe a day where I had to print out a thousand pages of forms... but wait, there's more. They were on thicker paper, so the printer had to feed from the Stack Bypass. The Stack Bypass can only hold 20-30 pages, otherwise it jams. So there I am, trying to file, yet

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Let's go over the expected surreality inherent in this time of year:I finally found a place in Chicago that carries Corsendonk and Ommegang beers. That's a dangerous and beautiful thing.In case anyone wants to know, I prefer Corsendonk Abbey Brown and Ommegang Three Philosophers.The weather was deadly cold, then snowy, then both. Now Chicago is balmy.I found this paragraph on the New York Yankees

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Posted a minor criticism of Fox News trying to make everything conservative, including The Daily Show. It's over on Samizdat. Busy as hell at work, beyond tired.

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If you live, or ever visit Chicago, there's one thing about the 'L' (or 'El') trains you should know.By all that is holy, if you don't have to take the train during the rush hours, don't.See, the CTA tends to deal with problems after they become blatantly obvious. Take, for example, the Brown Line Expansion Project. Once this project finishes, the mornings shouldn't consist of skipping trains

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I feel compelled to write another burning-angry rebuttal to another ill-written take on the Vagina Monologues at BGSU. The rough draft is actually another farrago-style piece, like the ones I've been so keen on recently. It involves using a lot of quotations from female songwriters, poets, authors, and figures.You know, this columnist has potential as a writer. He strings some pretty phrases

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-41003357845991888592007-02-01T22:49:00.001-06:002007-02-04T14:22:37.657-06:00

...by enjoying the absurdity of avant-garde television, we can, in a way, prepare for onslaught of nonsense, that crazy day when the sky really does begin to fall.If only I knew how to get a hold of the guy who wrote those words. Maybe he'll google his name, and Richard Claypool will stumble upon this piece of advice:Find a journal of popular culture, and sell that article... because the Aqua

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-1169606079146755232007-01-23T20:33:00.000-06:002007-01-23T20:42:29.576-06:00

Those were the words spoken by my fiancee in a moment of sheer wit -- I had started clapping along with the Congress during Bush's State of the Union address.Funny, insightful, and true.

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I step out of the train at Southport. I flick on the iPod (it decides to work), press play.It's snowing.It's been snowing all day.I've been watching it from the 34th floor of a building in downtown Chicago. An averge snowstorm looks impressive and beautiful from that height.I step out of the station at Southport. I walk into the brisk Chicago wind. It carries thousands of snowflakes in its

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There I was, watching Scarborough County. Now, I don't often tune in to watch this news show on MSNBC, but I catch it every once in a while. The host, Joe Scarborough, is a former Republican Congressman. Though he might be of a conservative bent, he tends to support his assertions -- a quality most such hosts tend to half-ass. Now, I don't swing conservative, and I disagree with Joe on many

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-1167931923462981122007-01-04T09:56:00.000-06:002007-01-04T11:32:03.540-06:00

Nothing like a little time off to get the head cleared and the creative juices back in order. "Tea & Ragnorak" is delightfully Ibsen-ian, meaning it's less comedic than I originally planned.On the Hub, I've posted stuff on Samizdat, Miskatonic, and the Cantina. Check 'em out.Well, back to work.

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My heart goes out to those BGSU folks who were set on going to Windsor, Canada, for drinking or gambling or bachelor parties or any combination thereof. Well, not really, but it looks like any would-be visitors to Windsor need more than expendable income:Travel to Canada, Mexico is about to change with new passport rulesIn other words, don't lose your passport when you're losing your ass on the

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I won a trip for two to New Orleans. Yay!It's a taxable gift. Said tax is coming out of my next paycheck!Ouch...

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Besides getting to eat the Fromage Fort I adapted from Alton Brown, today also marked a joyous announcement out of the Canadian hinterland:The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets are recording a new album. Rockonomics seems to be the title of the future CD.If you're unaware, I'm a mild fan of all things Lovecraftian (ask me about my thesis), and most things punk-ish. A quick glance at MySpace will

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There's this book I'm fond of: The Onion's Our Dumb Century. The headline on the faux-Onion from 1968 reads "Holy Shit! Man Walks on Fucking Moon!" The article goes on to use massive amounts of expletives to describe the indescribable achievement of the first moon landing.That's about my level of shock after tonight. Tonight was was the NCI holiday shindig. It was pretty fun; free alcohol is

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I'm not saying it was a terrible month... Thanksgiving with the family is always good, as are the salary and benefits of the 'new' job. But I could have done without the frustrating turnout at Anachronism tourneys, or the bruise/strain in my hand. Writing anything isn't easy when your left hand hates you.But it continued, anyway. Two more articles should show up on TriKing's website soon. Yay,

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-1163539254805262792006-11-14T15:17:00.000-06:002006-11-14T15:20:54.823-06:00

Last time in the Pit, I mentioned an article I wrote that hadn't yet seen the light of day.Apparently the Baba Yaga heard my thoughts, and guided the folks at TriKing to post the article. It's fun, and a little silly. And yes, that line about a puppet version of Pictures at an Exhibition is true. Bradford Clark directed it at BGSU in... 2002, I think?

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So, a month passes, and what do we find?My Anachronism article is up (Stone of Destiny), but the Powers That Be kept it in Word format. As a writer and former layout guy, this kinda bugs me. I know it's a petty thing, but I don't like the idea that my work is now in a saveable/editable document, rather than an html page. And, had I known it would be presented in this way, I would have cleaned up

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...something. Greatness? Frustration? A damned fine cocktail?Funny thing: I haven't finished any of the short plays I'm working on, but I've already submitted a couple of Anachronism articles for TriKing's website, and I'm knee-deep in organizational writing at my job. And I've been writing quick drafts for whenever Samizdat finally comes roaring back (stupid issues with podcasting simultaneously

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See that timestamp? Yeah, that marks the official first snow of the season in Chicago. From my window on the 34th floor of a downtown financial building, I can see the few flakes that--Wait, did I say few? Scratch that. In the last minute, we've gone to a full-fledged snowstorm. Thicker flakes, and a serious wind roaring around the Loop. Hell's yeah.Snow, bitch.

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So, the last week of September was crap. Really bad. I think it realized that I'm a fan of October, and it wreaked havoc on me.The first week of October, though? Bloody great. Canó got his recognition, the Yankees were knocked out of the playoffs, and I finally got my new CTA card. I got drunk with my co-workers, I was informed that I might be hired on as a full-time employee, and I've come up

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Here are two things I realize: Most people who actually read this thing do not care about baseball. Not one bit. The other realization is that those who are baseball fans, hate the Yankees.With those two givens in mind, I'd like to point out a current oversight in this MLB season. The victim? One Robinson Canó.Who is this Canó, you ask? He's the starting second baseman for the New York Yankees.

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Finally, after all the tribulation of the last two (and a half) months, the computer is back and online. I'm gonna eat this beer-battered kielbasa, have a Drambuie on the rocks, and surf me some Internet.

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Okay... so the computer is back. It works bee-you-tifully. Never crashes, fast as hell. It's great. All the documents and music are there. Huzzah.Now comes the time to get a high-speed connection. I register for one through our cable provider, and I get a set-up packet in the mail. Fine. I hook up all the cords, plug everything in, restart the computer, get a signal through the modem, and start

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Great Odin's beard, that was harrowing.Okay, so there I was, waiting for a train. I was all excited about attending this weekly writers' group meeting yesterday. But I had to book out of work and catch the right trains, because it was waaay on the north side. So north, I bumped my head on the suburbs. With impeccable timing, the El trains have one of their weekly major hiccups.Eventually, well

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Seriously... (hack, hack). Are there cobwebs growing here?What's really frustrating is that I've written a couple blogs (on paper), but don't have the free time to transcribe them at work. However... the computer should be currently on its way back, traveling w/ Stephy on I-80/90 as this gets posted. Then I can type them up, put them on a disc, and upload them at work. Huttah!Of course, I'll

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If this isn't the most aggravating...OK. So the computer is dead. Long live the computer.It's been that way for over a month. In the interim, I've found that the company that made my motherboard no longer makes such things. Then, I had the opportunity to buy my advisor's Mac for cheap. Unfortunately, her new contract, which contained a new computer, had not been sent yet. So I had to call the

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So this is August, huh?You know, I grew up in ol' Wisconsin; an hour north of Milwaukee, to be inexact. My climatic experiences involved mild summers and frigid winters. So I'm used to that. I like it, even. Know what I don't like?Triple digit temps with 80% humidity. One day was bad, two is bloody insane. What a week to move to Chicago, in an apartment with no AC.Thankfully, John and Brad have

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Power surge hit the building Monday night. Phone got fried. Compy got fried. Not happy. Not. Happy. At. All.It's not just because of all the music and games on it. It's also containes my resumes, current script drafts, and access to the Internet. The Internet is where people tell me they want to hire me (not yet, but close enough).Argh.

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-1151819093094533032006-07-02T00:32:00.000-05:002006-07-02T00:44:53.200-05:00

Germany v. ArgentinaBrazil v. FranceThose were some amazing games. I've been pulling for Germany lately, and during the game I was cheering. Loudly. By myself. It was great. And though I didn't want an all-Europe final four, I couldn't cheer against France's Zidanne. That guy is football brilliance personified.Besides my TV habits, I've finished my contract with the H-Troupe. It feels good.

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I know, comparatively, the U.S. doesn't care about the World Cup. Still, does that really mean I have to miss the most important day of preliminary action for a meeting I don't care about?!Anyway... I just finished a complete draft for my final H-Troupe script, so still no new stuff on the Hub. However, Tony and I are in exciting discussions to resurrect a zombie: Samizdat Radio, with real voices

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-1150520497512571702006-06-16T23:48:00.000-05:002006-06-17T00:11:29.136-05:00

Seriously. I thought the end of the show would mean more time to write, but it's just turned into more time to write for the H-Troupe. The final version of the first script for them is done, and lordy...Let me just say it's a good thing that a) I have no attachment to these scripts, and b) I'm getting paid to do this. Because sometimes Doc really wants a lot of changes; most are good, some are

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Love's Labour's Lost is done; 'twas fun, but a little hectic. Got to see my family, which was cool. My brother and I discussed science stuff, including his summer job at a Marquette U. lab. He gets to assist in cutting-edge research on RNA.What's funny is that, while Andrew is the bio/chem major, I'm the physics fan between the two of us. He's of the mindset that physics is just plain insanity.

-J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05799571233517027154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895713.post-1148932798250265182006-05-29T14:51:00.000-05:002006-05-29T14:59:58.263-05:00

Let's recap: playing Costard in Love's Labours Lost. Running Anachronism and Call of Cthulhu tournaments. Writing scripts for the H-Troupe. Working at Finders. Visited Chicago (illimitable thanks to John, Tracy, and Brad). Applied for a job in Chicago. Found an apartment in Chicago, and the lease starts in July. Two rents in one month? Ow.So much for kicking back after finishing grad school.To be

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Huzzah. I am done. Thesis turned in, signatures acquired, sleep had.For a present to the self, I picked up Risk: Godstorm. It's a lot of fun. And a bunch of the Call of Cthulhu CCG. Yay, games.Other than that, I'm still feeling a little worn out. Tony and I have been talking about Samizdat podcasts, I've started working on H-Troupe scripts, and Steph and I are looking to Chicago next week.Oh, and

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Yeah, I'm killing time I don't have. I cannot stand grad school anymore. I've had to stifle my own writing in order to not fall behind. It is, literally, driving me insane. Between the sickness and the backlog of ideas, I need to fucking write.So, I offer up my (really) rough missive on Persona at the Samizdat blog. Needs some work.Oh, and to update the [adult swim] post... Apparently, this was

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To the detriment of all mankind (that lives in North America), Adult Swim was not joking. It is running the 8 "best" episodes of that early-'90s purgative, Saved by the Bell. And, yes, those scare quotes mean I use the term lightly.Before I delve into the commentary, let me set up two important points, dealing with [adult swim] and la Bell.Starting strong, we must remember the import of Adult

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If it weren't enough that I hit creative and mental fatigue after my thesis, I have now achieved physical fatigue thanks to this lovely cold/flu/thing.At a time when I couldn't spare an hour, I just lost three days to this bug. Grumblecakes, I tell thee.

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If I hadn't already decided that I was not going after my PhD, last weekend's thesis-writing sealed it. I have never in my life felt averse to writing; after the 175-page beast was turned in, it took me almost a week to even consider roughing out a DG scenario or outlining for a soon-to-be due paper. Ack. No good.

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The final draft went to committee today. Defends in about two weeks.Though, in theory, it should feel good, I've lost so much sleep... I'm physically and mentally broken. I need some metaphorical duct tape.

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Yeah, I was in the middle of a rant on Samizdat when the computer decided it'd had enough. Down it went.Just another example in a long, long week of frustration. I thought that last push to finish the rough draft of my thesis would free me up. Nope. I'm late in a couple classes, and my assistantship is piling on more work, and nothing seems to be going right.I cannot wait to get the fuck out of

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Ten pages to go. And I keep finding more stuff to add, so it's still ten pages to go. Ack ack ack. And all I want to do is play, paint, or write something non-scholastic... Ack.

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Last week? Not a good one. Too much stuff due, most of which is now late. All the stress and such has resulted in a J. who, physically, feels not so great.Besides that, my scarce free time has been going to Anachronism. Yay, games. You'll even notice a new site on the hub...

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The previous post? Yeah, it's officially out-dated. The Intro and 2nd Chapter to my thesis?Done. Fuck yeah.I think this calls for me to finish that 6-pack of Blue Moon (Belgian-style ale), and maybe even top it off with that old bottle of tawny port.Boo-yah, grandma.

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Grrr... This first draft of the thesis was supposed to be done a month ago. I type this as I'm putting the finishing touches on the second (of three) chapters. 52 pages down, about 30 to go. I've learned at least one thing: I'm a slowing fucking typist. I wrote this thing out by hand over a month ago. It's taken me this long to type the first 52 pages of it.What's even worse is that a day has

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Anyone arguing that all media are part of the liberal elite need to read the opinion section of the BG News on a regular basis. This semester especially, they have a lot of columnists who can tow the Conservative line, but few who can put together a valid argument.Take everybody's favorite hyperbole artist, D.J. Johnson. He recently begged (his words) readers to avoid this year's BGSU production

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Start with the caveats:No. I'm not a regular sports commentator.Though my dad is a ref, I am not.I was kinda hoping that Seattle would win a hard-fought game.Those aside, I really felt gypped by Super Bowl XL. It's as though the league wanted an emotional story with a happy Steeler ending. The Pittsburgh fans had reason to gripe with the game-calling in their match-up with the Colts. Now the

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This morning, I hurt. My ears still can't hear very well. A few muscle groups are sore. And I'm pretty sure I have a few bruises from being in the pit.Oh, it was worth it, of course. Rarely have I let myself out during this grad school thing. But last night's Mustard Plug show was exactly what I needed. One helluva show. Well, I guess it's back to the thesis... which keeps getting longer and

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This was found by Steph in her fortune cookie last night. For some reason, it strikes me as vaguely creepy...

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That's what I am, so I had to calculate the odds of what happened in a 40K game among Ryan, Kurt, and myself. The object of this 3-way game was to have the last commander left standing. On 4 separate occasions, Ryan's commander found himself in the cross-hairs of a twin-linked lascannon. (For the non-gamers: this is a gun that rarely misses and usually obliterates anything it hits.) The chance

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ACTF was disappointing. I mean, Normal, IL, was cool and all, but sometimes I'm not in the mood to handle the talk of just how impossible it is to find work as a playwright or dramaturg.Instead, I will talk about tonight's class, where we talked about Roland Barthes's Mythologies. Good book, fun theories. Part of it talks about wrestling, and how an audience can experience a communal catharsis

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New semester starts today. I bought textbooks. For only three classes, I spent $295. Not only that, but I've only bought 4 out of the 12 books necessary for the third class. In other words, I'll be spending even more.Oh, and then I decided to find more research for my thesis. I found three really good dissertations. Luckily, one is so recent (and from Norway) that I got it online for free. The

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At work today, I was relocating the Pop/Rock collections to a new browser bin. There were to be 27 CDs per column. My boss made the off-hand comment that "27... such a perfect number." Without hesitation, I thought to myself, "Well, 27 is not a prime number, but it is 3 to the 3rd power."This is what happens when you're raised by an accountant and a mathematician. How did I end up in the arts?

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As I'm looking up job prospects (try not to laugh), I hear a loud crash. Is someone moving heavy equipment? Is the dumpster being moved? Is it the neighbor's loud music?After a quick investigation, I realize that it's much simpler. It is a thunderstorm. Yes: hard driving rain, thunder, etc. The moment I sit back down, the power goes out. This means it's time to fix all the clocks and walk in cold

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Last couple weeks in recap: Visiting both the families (mine and hers) went fine. Wish we could have made it to my mom's side's shindig. Got some awesome, thoughtful gifts. Took time to relax, now behind on my thesis. And there's probably more to update...But Ozzy, one of the two cats we're taking care of, left a surprise for me this morning. See, he loves to drink any and all water... as long as

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Half a week, as well as two papers, one review, one set of responses, and one exam to go. So... close...To provide a little break prior to this final week, there was the semi-annual theatre dept. masque. Steph had the idea of going as comic-book sound effects. Brilliant, I tell you:I spent most of the time taking pictures, making an attempt at amateur digital photography. Somehow, despite the

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All the project work is done; all that's left is an exam and some minor (yet important) late classwork. Oh, and getting mail out to the gents I interviewed for my thesis. Not done yet, but the mind-shattering coursework for this semester is done.So I'm a little more rested, a lot less grouchy, and a lot more Groucho.Now I need to get back to the fun type of writing: Delta Green senarios (which I

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Maybe hate is a strong word. This computer is awesome, with the exception that there's an occasional miscommunication somewhere among the motherboard, graphics/sound cards, and the hard drive. This means that as I'm finishing up a very poetic entry, it freezes in a sound loop.The short of it was simple. In the middle of all this burnout, I experienced a single moment of understanding and bliss.

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Seriously... I've gad issues with late work before, but this assistantship is driving me into the ground.In far, far, FAR better news... I'm engaged. [insert massive smile here]. Woot.

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I should be finishing late classwork. And I am, at a snail's pace. I finished another proposal, this one for a theatre/education conference in D.C.Instead, I'm spending a lot of time finishing the touches on a map-based league for Anachronism. I'm funny like that. I even created another blog for the hub, so that players could check standings at any moment, any where.I'm silly.

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OK... these spam commenters are really getting on my nerves. In the interest of academic and ironic studies, I'm posting this entry. Let's see how many spam comments I get.(As for my personal life, grad school is seriously dragging me under. Not so much the class load, but the assistantship and the lack of time/energy it leaves for classwork and basic will to live.)

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Here is an immutable fact of the world: Harvey Birdman is even funnier when drunk on mead.Is it funnier when drunk on any other substance? The empirical evidence does not suggest an answer one way or the other.Why would one get drunk on mead? Though one might hypothesize such things as bitterness towards a current graduate assistantship, or a desire for connection to Norse ancestors, the truth is

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The week starts with me getting my thesis proposal to committee.One committee member remarks on an RPG panel she saw at a folklore conference.The next morning (today), the students running that panel e-mail me. You see, they're trying to publish an academic volume on role-playing games (RPGs). I didn't see the call for papers until too late, but e-mailed them anyway to say that "if you need

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...and, perhaps as an attempt to justify what I'm doing, I've posted my thesis proposal at the Miskatonic blog. It's very, very long, and I doubt many people will want to wade through it. Again, it's probably there out of self-justification more than anything else.

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Perhaps I should re-title this, 'addendum to the previous rant..." Anyway.This second year of Masters work is messin' with me. On one hand, I'm behind in three classes (including one from the summer). My social and personal lives barely exist. I am completely the wrong person for my assistantship. Every time I engage in something creative and fun, all I can think is "Well, this'll result in

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Working at the record store today, I finally broke down and bought it. The cover of Make Love! (the Bruce Campbell Way) was always visible at the counter. I was like a deer in headlights. After some reflection, I've become a bit melancholic.See, here's the basic story of B. Campbell: As a young 'un, he meets a group of people with similar interests (including some guy named Sam Raimi). They did a

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Steph and I just got back from the H.P. Lovecraft Film Festival in Portland, OR. Friggin' sweet, I tells ya. We got some cool swag, saw some good films (saw some bad films...), and enjoyed the city of Portland.Honestly, though, it would have been nice to not have caught a cold on day 2 of the excursion. Seriously. It's still lingering, and I've never been more miserable on a plane than yesterday.

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Welcome to the closing of week four of the BGSU collegiate calendar. This year's plan of approach was to get the social gatherings in early, abstaining from the later ones so as to not fall behind.Yeah. That worked real well. Between the unformed and frustrating chaos that was H-Troupe and the legal loopholes I (and my advisor) have to jump through for my thesis... I'm already ragged. Seriously.

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Seven. That is the number of times I've woken up an thought, "This is the first day of the new college year." Five years of undergrad, and now my second in grad. It was an exciting and fun day, getting to see and talk to old faces again.But this time around, I feel worn out. I've got a great gig at Finders' Records, writing columns for ye olde BG News, and an interesting assistantship. My thesis

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Grad student orientation is this week. My assistantship meeting was today. All I can think is... "This should be be fun. This should be insane and stressfil."Here goes nothing...

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One may say that today's post was derived from the Marx Brothers, incorporating Eddie Izzard and my job in music retail. Enjoy:"Thank you for flying Church of England...ORUmmm... cake, please."

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So, I think I'm going to add dates to the links to other Hub sites. This will allow everybody to know when something new is posted. Hooray efficiency! Hooray beer!(Sponsored by Red Stripe beer)No, not really. But if you want to read about unethical promotion practices, hop over to Samizdat Radio. (Sounds fun, I bet!)

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Yay! Someone has broadband access now... and that someone is me. Celebration has taken the form of finally responding to e-mails, certifying myself to interview people for my thesis, fretting about the state of my fantasy baseball team, and uploading pics.Oh, and updating this l'il Hub.Besides preparation for the thesis, I've begun work on a short play, "The Latter-Day Adventures of Romulus and

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The links are back to where they should be. It looks like SupaMB took down her site that had my templates, hence the cookie cutter appearance. Oh well, I've always proffered myself as more a writer than designer.This month's (minor) dilemma: getting broadband online access. Seriously. Working at Finders givs me only one or two days a week to visit campus. AND, the Theatre Grad computer lab

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Have I been absent? Well, there's reason. As some gentle readers may have already heard, my friend and former roommate, Seth Trim, was found dead last Wednesday. There wasn't much time or reason to blog, as many friends from all over were gathered together in his memory. So here's to the crazy stuntman who played the best Jesus in any medium.After the week of hanging and remembering, I happened

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The sites in the "hub o' J." will be renovated. This is to make them a functioning outlet for this supposed writer. (He hasn't written much, due to something called Macbeth; which, by the way, was a sweet show. All credit for its sweetness goes to the cast, who made it so.)First up are redesigns for the 40K and Lovecraft blogs, as well as finally finishing that "Note on the Mythos" article. Next

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MacbethOriginally uploaded by mindbomber. ...hell's yeah.

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It's about bloody time we had a sunny day above 60 degrees. Granted, I like my cold, but when it's 52, windy, and raining, outdoor rehearsal is short and brutal. Grumblecakes.Yesterday was Heinz catch-up day, apparently. First, I get an e-mail from the Puppet Lady of the Nor'east (Megan). Then, Tran and Kris breezed into BG for a non-journalist lunch/dinner. After rehearsal, I get a call from the

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I was hoping to take a breath after this past semester. Nope. Not happening.Between Macbeth and work, I'm running like little crazy man. Well, average-sized crazy man. Hell, I even missed the grand return of Tran and Kris. This is what happens when one checks one's e-mail less than every other day. I hate missing reunions. Grumblecakes.

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So that post about the disappearing popular culture, indie-style art and leisure sites in Bowling Green? Apparently it was pretty damn prescient. The Cla-zel will be closing (indefinitely) a week from yesterday.Oh, this city...

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The upside of today: I'm halfway done with my classes. I'm almost done writing my first DG scenario in months. There are bottles of Corsendonk brown and Delirium Tremens in my fridge.The downside of today: the performance/presentation wasn't as smooth as I'd hoped. My body is a sanity check away from collapse. I won't be able to open those bottles until after 10 p.m.------------------I need to

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I think sometimes instructors misunderstand grad school. Rather than classes involving projects and papers that are more involved and complex and in-depth, they sometimes follow this pattern: Take a senior-level class, lengthen the page requirements, and add more assignments. Argh! If we barely had time to do all this crap as an undergrad, how are we supposed to have time to do even more? Do grad

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Ladies and germs of the general bored public: Those of us at BGSU know that said university is home to one of the only Popular Culture departments. This place has pop culture oozing out of its weeping pustules.Eww.Anyway, you'd think that this town would therefore have an overabundance of cool shops catering to collegiate pop culture. Well, the city of Bowling Green does have two fine indie music

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Is this a bad thing?: I just spent over $100 on Call of Cthulhu / Delta Green material.I justify it as an academic expense. Damn straight.

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(Taken from ScotClans.)To be honest, though, records of Scottish clans before the 1200s are spotty and barely substantiated (at best). 'Macbeth' was probably a version of 'Macbean,' or not. He might have been from the Rosse clan, and he was probably related to Duncan, depending on who you read.Can you tell I have Macbeth on the mind? I shouldn't. Auditions are only half over, and my classwork is

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I know, always the optimist.San Diego was freakin' awesome. I got to hang out with Laura, run into Becca, and get to know Rick. Not that most of you know them, but I've said my piece. The paper went over well, and I got to converse with many cool folks.This week was meant to involve more creative and academic works on the ol' blogs, but I'm barely keeping up in either. The first week back from

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Let's start with Saturday, at the record store. My night dipped into the surreal when a lost hiker, who happened to be a Major in the Irish army (actual, not IRA), stopped in for directions. That may have been the coolest half hour I've ever had at a job. If you want the full story, talk to me in person. It just isn't the same story without the Irish accent.Speaking of Ireland, it was St.

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1) It is not spring. I don't say that only because I'm in sub-freezing Ohio. The vernal equinox occurs March 20/21, marking the technical beginning of Spring.(Granted, other schools have their breaks closer to the equinox, and we have to call the break something... Maybe I'm just bitter because I have freezing rain to look forward to this week.)2) I know this is subjective, but it sure hasn't

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My job(s). The current job, staff member in the Film Production Lab, tends to be of the "hurry-up-and-wait" variety. This week has been uneventful, allowing me to post on a regular basis. Once back from Spring Break, though, it'll probably go back to the "filling six large check-outs, telling the other six that we're out of equipment and they need to reschedule" routine.Then there is Finders

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Look at me, I can update! Aren't you all proud of me?Anyhow, I'm working in the Film Lab, listening to some fine, fine music... and it strikes me. More people need to hear this stuff. I seem to be on a woman/piano kick lately. Besides the new Tori Amos disc, I'm really loving the new Regina Spektor. All must give her a listen. The Dresden Dolls, too. Do it. I've given you the links, go. This

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