Right, so headed out to southern Utah a couple weeks ago to meet up with two of my brothers and go backpacking in the world’s longest hikable slot canyon, Buckskin Gulch. Then it was too cold (per the ranger, the puddles were waist deep and, per the weather report, it was below freezing overnight therefore,
On the way to SoUT and then coming back again, met up with Terry and Claire and did some stuff. Verzeihung. The muse escapes me. These are just words. This is just a paragraph. We went and had sliders at a restaurant at River Bottoms. They looked like this: The thing on the right is
When I moved in: A month ago (April 2011): Today: Finally managed to get the garage door closed. There’s more progress than is obvious; I have most of the plantings done (in this part of the yard), just that they need to grow in and I need to finish mulching. Mulch spreading speed is hampered
I get a bunch of spam comments on my blogs. They either get filtered out by the spam filter (!) or stuck in my dark and somewhat dank “pending approval” queue from which they never return. It’s bots that leave them. They’re trying to mess with search algorithms by littering the blogosphere with their URLs.
I read this book. This was the “follow up” to With the Old Breed, which is the greatest first-person account of war I’m aware of. It was written by the same guy, Eugene Sledge. Unfortunately, it turns out that 100 pages of musings about sitting around in China after the war isn’t quite as gripping
It was nowhere near as absurd as I thought it would be. Granted, I went to the biggest and best resort Pennsylvania has to offer (Seven Springs, about 55 miles east-southeast of my house), but still: not absurd. One of the cool things about it was that, while pretty nice, it was unapologetically western Pennsylvania.
I finished it, so it couldn’t have been that bad. And yet…: For a book with a theme I identify with (i.e., people being born into lives not of their choosing and then having to deal with it), it seems like I should have liked it a lot better. The main character sucked. I mean,
Movie Synopsis: Danish remake of Hot Fuzz reinterpreted as a psychological, noirish thriller. Why I Watched: Because Netflix said that users like me rated it 3 1/4 stars. Which is really high for users like me. (I gave it 3.) Biggest Question: Why is it so hard for lower-budget movies to maintain consistent facial hair
One good thing about being a student is that you get a holiday break and you can take it for granted and no one’s gonna think you’re ungrateful. Except I was still working on my one paper, but whatever. By the time I turned the paper in, the weather was sunny, cold, and clear, so
Because every blog needs an occasional bathroom update. People need to know. I think last time I posted the bathroom was gutted and mostly wall-less. A couple months ago my parents flew out and my dad put up new drywall for me: That bleached red towel down there is stopping up the toilet drain. If