September 2009

What's worse? The throbgoblin conclave on my shoulder blade, or having "Two Princes" stuck in my head all goddamn day? I just can't decide.

The diagnosis is in: trapezius muscle spasm. So, who's coming to my place for the Valium & Vicodin party?

Mount Auburn Hospital doesn't seem to have a @Foursquare mayor. I'll take that as a good sign.

Woke up at 5am in enough pain to make me consider believing in God.

As predicted, my back feels like it had a run-in with the Baseball Furies (sans Warriors backup). If this is what aging is, count me out.

Phenomenal night out for @beep's bachelor party. Full-tilt karaoke, dancing, boozing. Every inch of my body will hate me tomorrow. Worth it.

I would be less cranky about someone beating me to this band name if they were doing it the proper typographic justice: bit.ly/xhict

Overheard: "What's up for tonight?" "Wanna watch Ghost Dad?"

Today's Formal Friday prom photos were only slightly less awkward than the real thing. Authenticity!

As sad as I am for the flood victims, I appreciate the occasional staggering reminder that no matter what, nature wins. bit.ly/3gKRPo

For me, an elementary school reunion is preferable to a high school reunion, partly because I would recreate our old uniform to wear to it.

Not much real covergence in It Might Get Loud's meeting of the minds, but their individual stories still sent me straight home to my guitar.

This piece describes my distaste for Napoleon Dynamite perfectly.

Apparently there is a comedian named Bob Marley. Sight unseen, I'm gonna call that a lose/lose situation.

This looks like it just might be refreshingly old school.

Just when I thought they couldn't be more helpful, my friends at Microsoft are teaching me how to party! youtube.com/watch?v=1cX4t5-Yp…

First figure drawing session in a long, long time. Hope it's not too much of a disaster.

Caps Lock in Windows reverts to lowercase when you hold down Shift. Why would anyone ever want that?

Just noticed a handful of interrobangs in the Wingdings 2 character set.

This is the most coherent and detailed Virtual Stan mention I’ve seen in a long time.

Hey, another flat tire. I guess that's what I get for riding a road bike on these surfaces that are roads in name only.

Overheard (to an infant): "Oooooh, I'll get you to smile yet, won't I? Yes I will. Yes I wiiilllllll..."

There are many glasses of water scattered around my apartment. I expect Joaquin Phoenix to show up and start killing aliens any minute now.

Getting the fuck over it. Right now.

Yesterday's elementary school brown-nosers are today's commuter cyclists who needlessly wait for green lights.

"Monetizing the Hate" makes me sad. I have thick skin, but I'm not sure I could handle the nastiness Dooce absorbs: dooce.com/hate

There must be a way to accuse someone of being self-consciously polysyllabic without hypocrisy.

Inspiration strikes thanks to the sudden alignment of Steve Reich, a fretboard, an image in search of a pattern, and the stroke of midnight.

I’m not particularly interested in the boycott or the game, but I was amused by the Fail Whale graffiti in the screen shot.

Cambridge streets have become no less craterous in the seven weeks I was too lazy to fix the flat on my bike.

Oh boy. Football season. Yessss. Go team. Win. Et cetera.

Art's subjectivity often makes music recommendations more about superficial genre labels than emotionally evocative tonality. Seems a shame.

Singing De La Soul's "Me, Myself, and I" in the voice of Biggie Smalls.

Either my upstairs neighbors are gone or their roller rink went out of business.

I’m really intrigued by this. The look and feel is great, and the gameplay has real potential. I’d like to see a more challenging level to know if it lives up to that potential.

Poll: Two weddings, two cities, one day. Which do I attend? @beep/@drinkerthinker (Boston) or @greghoyboy/@papersatchel (Philadelphia)?

Lots of great tours have stopped in Philly but not Boston since I moved. It so used to be the other way around. Grass is always greener.

Finally figured out indexing in InDesign. A bit clunkier than I expected.

A Visual History of Typefaces and Graphic Styles, Volume 1 (1628–1900) has arrived, and I am in love. amazon.com/Type-Visual-Histor…

It is 09/09/09 and The Beatles: Rock Band wants you to play.

Walked past a guy evaluating his parallel parking. Stopped myself from saying, "You can do better."

The Beatles: Rock Band! This was a very pleasant surprise since I didn't think my insignificant contributions to the game merited a credit.

Chucky does it again. Very funny stuff.

Astonished by the simple beauty of Vectorpark's latest diversion: windosill.com

Found four out of five 35mm reels of Son of Sinbad (RKO, 1955) in Harvard College Library's trash. What shall I do with them?

Gitmo would have been way more severe if the Bush administration had figured out how to engineer fake-out sneezes.

As always, the details are perfect, and I’m especially fond of the all-caps post on the Facebook wall.

Revisiting Unwound's swan song, Leaves Turn Inside You, for the first time in awhile. Man. It won't stop being fantastic. last.fm/music/Unwound/Leaves+…