Now we all know exec() is cruise-control for awesome. Despising readability, sanity, and performance, I sprinkle my code liberally with this MSG and joyfully await the ensuing migraine. But sometimes I ask myself, is it enough?
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exec() yourself silly
2011: Best Year Yet
In the spirit of ChiPy meetings, I’m declaring 2011 to be the best year yet. I can only assume the best-ness of each passing year will increase monotonically until the year of my death, at which point, all bets are off. Read more »
burn the rope
The first game I’ve ever beaten. Ever.
http://www.mazapan.se/games/BurnTheRope.php
(you have to burn the rope)
attack!
About a year ago I went to see the fine folks at the Loyola Health Center complaining of night time wheezing and shortness of breath when riding bicycles in sub 20 degree temperatures. After the standard pregnancy test, I summited Mt. Nerdom and was prescribed an albuterol inhaler. The ‘health care professional’ warned: “this does not necessarily mean you have asthma.”
In the interim I’ve used the inhaler an average of once a month. However, all usage stopped during my time in Bloomington and quickly picked up after returning to Chicago. Accompanying my most recent difficulty breathing is the standard allergy-based runny nose. I now suspect Alice the Cat (see above) is the source of these problems. In an attempt to alleviate my nasal symptoms I’ve tried the usual claritin but have also resorted to a netipot:
Do not be fooled by the pleasant music. This is the nasal equivalent of water boarding. And though the device does seem to work, the “see also: douche” in the wikipedia article on nasal irrigation is quite revealing.
I fear I must soon return to the doctor to find a more comprehensive solution. Sebastian will not allow me to turn Alice the Cat into Alice the Stirfry, and I am not excited about the prospect of washing her once a week to reduce dander output. With any luck, some pharmaceutical miracle can restore the cat-man balance while producing interesting side effects (I’m rooting for mood-swings and irritability).
morning coffee
I’m enjoying morning courtesy of my friend Keith Folsom (also notice the witty mug my mother gave me). Keith roasted some beans in his popcorn-maker sized roaster and ground them up for me yesterday. The results are fantastic! Watch out Metropolis, the Folsom Coffee Company is coming!
Sept. 4th
September Fourth was the two month anniversary of my vegetarian experiment. I’m eating better, in better shape, and I’ve saved money by eating out less (not to mention the great new dishes I’ve learned to cook). All told, the vegetarian experiment has been a great time and very pro-veggie. I’ve really no desire to eat meat, but I am a bit worried about Thanksgiving and Christmas. I think I’ll stay vegetarian for the indefinite future.
snow day
Simple Gifts
I finally download the “Simple Gifts” theme from Copland’s Appalachian Spring ballet today. Based on a shaker tune which was transformed into the “Lord of the Dance” hymn all us Catholic schoolchildren sang, it may be a bit on the hokey side. Nevertheless, it is one of my favorite pieces of music.
We hear the simple but compelling theme over and over: quiet woodwinds, beautiful long-bowing strings, the quick, stacatto brass section, and then that final quiet woodwind (flute?) bit. The orchestra feels as if it’s winding down, yet we know something is coming; we can feel the tension. And then, bam, the trumpet starts back up, coming in gently so as not to startle but with grandiose power not yet heard in the work. It feels like an eternity until that timpani hit one note later, but with that, the whole orchestra enters. They play with such brilliance and majesty. It’s as if we’ve been waiting for this for the entire piece, but they do not rush and instead each note comes through with feeling and restraint.
I would to love see Appalachian Spring performed someday. Until then, we can all enjoy this 1996 Oldsmobile Aurora commercial; the cheese here is unsurpassed, and yet the whole thing (even without the towers) feels nostalgically pre-9/11.
the popcorn song
In kindergarten we’d sometimes have to stay inside for recess because of the weather. When this happened the teacher would occasionally play the ‘popcorn song’ and make us dance. It was a great song. I heard it today on NPR, and a quick googling brought up: http://www.popcorn-song.com/
Apparently you could just build a complete library of popcorn songs. Brilliant.




