Monthly Archives: May 2004

Behold the Glory

It took all day. It cost me much sanity. It tried my patience. It questioned my viability as a geek. But I have prevailed. The Specs: CPU: AMD Athlon 64 3000+ Motherboard: Chaintech VNF3-250 Memory: Mushkin DDR400 512MB Harddrive: Western Digital 160GB SATA Video: Chaintech NVidia GeForce FX5200 256MB (transplanted) CD1: Asus 36x CD-RW (transplanted)

Celestial Reading Made Easier

After a little thought, I’ve decided to go ahead and attempt the reading list. If you care to join me, I’ve pulled together links to purchase or otherwise acquire most of the texts. Some of them are a bit out of print and take some searching, others are beyond acquisition and still others just didn’t

The Ultimate Syllabus

In the summer of 1977, Allen Ginsberg (“Howl“) taught a summer course at Naropa Institute. The class was called “Literary History of the Beat Generation.” It has been posted to the Internet under the title “Celestial Homework.” As I read through the suggested texts, every other one makes me smile in appreciation, recognition or both.

Carbs Called.

They miss you. Unofficially, tomorrow is Carbohydrate Awareness Day. It is a time to reflect on what you’ve been missing, to celebrate the breading on life’s filet, to lounge between two comforting slices of goodness, to ease into the layers of this cake we call life. Sure, I know you’ve been working to trim those

Alma Mater Unfamiliar

I was leaving my office on Monday and someone stops me. He says something about an article he read. “Read about your conservative college, man.” What? “Yeah, you went to Berry, right? I read about that gay-lesbian club being shut down by the school. That’s pretty harsh, isn’t it?” I thought he might’ve been talking

Like a Big Blue Post-It

Pardon me. I just need to keep track of some links and this is the most convenient spot to put them. If you have any interest in installing Windows XP on a new Serial ATA drive, then feel free to click along and read. If not … well … look at this picture of a

Tony, Tony, Tony

And now, a break from the political activity afoot to lend an attentive eye to a few notable nominees. I love a good award show, I must admit, and there are two shows that get my eyes entirely every year. The Academy Awards? That’s one. The other is the Tony Awards broadcast. I don’t have

The Mechanics of Apology

Imagine this. Let’s say that my nextdoor-neighbor has a sprinkler in his front yard. It’s automatic. For some reason, it always manages to pop up and start spraying right as I’m walking out to my car in the morning, spritzing me from head to toe. This happens two or three times. So I call my

Even Will is Turning

“This administration cannot be trusted to govern if it cannot be counted on to think and, having thought, to have second thoughts… Being steadfast in defense of carefully considered convictions is a virtue. Being blankly incapable of distinguishing cherished hopes from disappointing facts, or of reassessing comforting doctrines in face of contrary evidence, is a

Warning: Surly

I’ll make this brief. I forgot my allergy meds this morning, and that’s my own damned fault, so I’m not going to rail against anyone for the burning blaze across my eyes. I could point an accusatory finger at the trees, but they’re just doing what they do and who can blame them? Furthermore, I