This Day In History: 08/26

Sunday, August 26, 2001

I've finished adding old art to the Artwork page, and as a bonus, I've added a lost essay on Divine Miracles and some haikus to the Writings page. That should be the last "old" content to appear, unless I stumble across a lost treasure trove of inherent creativity.

What good is a window decal that can only be affixed to the outside of the window? I have a couple FSU-related decals I'd like to put on my car, but putting them on the outside is about as useful as a garnet-studded bikini on the outside of your shirt.

Today I continued with composition and Tallahassee exploration. Unfortunately, the Wal-mart here seems to restock on Sunday mornings, which only leaves the crusty, stale food on the shelves when I go at my usual time. I may have to break my year-long routine of reserving early Sundays for laundry and shopping. The horror! I also noticed a car in my parking lot with Fairfax plates -- it looks like I'm not the only one from Ole' Virginny.

For the record, I don't wear bikinis of any sort on any occasion, even on the inside of my shirt.

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Monday, August 26, 2002

String quartets will be an interesting class, not because the material is demanding at all, but because the professor will make it interesting. The theory class I'm co-instructing looks like it will be fun as well. All the students seemed actually interested in being there, although we didn't get through much more than reviewing the syllabus. Now I'm hard at work with student flash cards trying to memorize names and majors and the like for Wednesday. Only twenty-four are officially registered right now but it looks like it will be around thirty students.

"Let's give it a more elegant name. Bridge is nice, yes. But bridges break; transitions don't." - professor, on sonata terminology

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Friday, August 26, 2005

Friday Fragments

  • Only half the usual number of people showed up to my Jazz presentation yesterday. Either everyone is on their end-of-August vacation, or people really hate Jazz. I had three people approach me before the seminar to say that they hated Jazz (and what it turned out they hated was combo jazz). I think most people today equate Jazz with the song on the babysitter's mix tape from Jerry MacGuire.

  • In a particularly generous moment of ambition, I added fourteen new items to my 222 Things About Me page so there's only six more to go before the list is complete. Is there anything about me you'd like to know that's not covered? Let me know via my comments section because I'm running out of ideas. The lists on that page were getting rather unwieldy so I took the excuse to break down the bigger lists into sublists and more sublists. It's a veritable trove of treasure lists in there. Arr!

  • I love the
  • HTML tag (which stands for "list item" and makes those little dots in each one of these Friday Fragments). It's like a list in a can, and you can never go wrong with lists.

  • I'm rather surprised that we're approaching the end of August and I'm still going strong with meaty updates. I attribute it to my readers -- the site is now averaging about seventy visitors per day (up from fourteen per day in June). It's amazing how much more interested I am in writing now that I know there are people out there reading and enjoying what I write. My readers run the gamut from the silent Jim Barry who comes on little cat feet and then moves on without a word every day, to Anna, Kim, Paige, Rachel, Jaood, Kathy, and Florida-Mike, who pop in over their morning coffee, to Tree who regularly shares his misanthropic childhood angst about at least one of my daily topics via the comments section. Thank you all for keeping me motivated!

  • Yesterday, I received an e-mail from a first-time visitor in Utah who said she loved my writing and called me a hottie. Now in general, people don't classify me as "hot" except in one of two circumstances: either I'm moving a heavy couch or I'm cast as a water-craving extra in the Gobi Desert in a remake of the 1959 King of the Mongols (in which case the credits show me as "Hot Guy #2", and not "hottie"). That e-mail was an excellent start to my Thursday.

  • I did not regularly use the adjective, excellent, until about a month ago, but now I use it all the time. I'll have to investigate this further, but I seriously hope I'm not channeling the spirit of Keanu Reeves as Bill of Bill & Ted. That would be bogus.

  • This picture makes me smile everytime it shows up in the sidebar Calendar. All of the pictures come from other parts of this site, or older news updates and there are currently 58 possible centerfolds. Have you seen them all? Even the one of the woman having relations with a spider is in there but there's only a 1.7% chance that you'll see her. It's like winning the lottery, wouldn't you agree?

  • I get annoyed that the buttons on the ATM never line up with the text on the screen which tells you which button to push. I always have to second-guess myself and crouch down a few feet to line the text up. I've only gone to the ATM once in the past three months, so I'm not sure why my panties are in a knot about this.

  • Last night I had a dream that I was walking up Pickett Street where I lived as a kid, going to Hammond Junior High School. There was a skunk following me about fifty yards back. He was trying to look discreet like a secret agent but I noticed him the whole time. I tried to evade the skunk tail (!) but he followed me all the way into the woods by school, and then I woke up to Amber jumping on my face. On the way to work this morning, I passed two dead skunks, one on Dranesville and one on the Parkway. I have no clue as to what this means.

  • Listening to Santo & Johnny's Sleepwalk (272KB MP3) never fails to calm me, relax me, or put me in a good mood. Last weekend after poker, I was flying up Route 28 around one in the morning, windows rolled down, and no one else on the road. I was already in an unusually good mood when this song came on the radio and for some reason, the feeling it evoked really made me appreciate all the good bits of my life. I may have been born with a horseshoe up my ass for all the lucky breaks I've gotten throughout my life, but in the down times, it's sometimes hard to remember to be thankful for those good bits.

  • I know this isn't my Musical Motives day, but here's one more musical fragment for you: my definitive summer song is surprisingly not by the Beach Boys like everyone else and their mothers. It's Pleasant Valley Sunday by the Monkees. When I hear this song, I picture waking up during summer vacation as a kid -- the window is open and the air has that hot edge that says it'll be scorching by the afternoon. Over the hum of lawnmowers, I can hear the faint, but ever present thrum of traffic on I-395 a few miles away.

  • My weekend plans are a mix of work and play. I plan to do absolutely nothing on Friday night except to savour the fact that I'm no longer writing music presentations. On Saturday, my dad and I are recoating the driveway and making a giant planter box between my house and my new sidewalk. If you would like a small plot of dirt to start a flower or herb garden, let me know and I'll let you sharecrop. Disclaimer: Marijuana is not an acceptable herb, especially since my security clearance is still pending. Saturday night is Poker Night, and Sunday I've offered my steam cleaner and services towards cleaning the apartment I helped vacate last weekend. I recently incorporated my cleaning company, Hot Mug Steaming Rugs, where "Hot" is in the "moving heavy couches" sense and "Mug" is in the classic 1990s "Man, you be stupid as a mug" sense.

  • I have no plans for next week yet, but I hope they will involve pirates. Pirates make everything better. Arr! There should be pirate-themed versions of all major sports. Getting a 7-10 split would be called "clearin' the straits with yer wide-berthed barnacle buster" and linebackers would have to have peglegs.

  • Tomorrow is Mike Buns' birthday and Sunday is Wythe Newberry and Gretchen Mourer's birthday. I have not seen any of these people in a million years, but Happy Birthday anyhow! Everyone else, have a great weekend. I'll be back on Monday as always.

  • I've brought Pocket Scrabble in case we're bored. The only problem is I won't have any pockets to put it in
    Pranks of people with too much time on their hands
    Lost: What's in the hatch? (no spoilers)

    Yesterday's search terms:
    orient express coaster on quicktime, people who sell yellow lab dogs close to schenectady, recipe for groundhog deterrent

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    Tuesday, August 26, 2008

    Museday Tuesday

    Lachrymose: (adj.) Suggestive of or tending to cause tears; mournful.

    My Composition (0:33 MP3)

    Other than being a possible substitute for pure sugar, "lachrymose" doesn't immediately present a strong mental picture. The definition seems to infer a maudlin quality over a bawly one. All in all, it seems like a word that might appear in a tenth grade English essay after using the online thesaurus one too many times.

    This snippet is written for flugelhorn, alto flutes, and rhythm section.

    Over 200,000 pounds of Hot Pockets recalled
    Officer's Internet Safety Talk Criticized After Sexual Comments
    Web vote to find the world's most beautiful nuns

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    Wednesday, August 26, 2009

    Weird Search Day

    or "How I stumbled upon the URI! Zone"

  • how to make gangster hats out of construction paper

    Start with a ribbed paper plate (for your pleasure) and paint it completely black for the brim. Roll a piece of grey construction paper into a cylinder (or a Moebius strip if you are a savvy gangster that isn't quite what he seems). Secure with tape or gum.

  • pepco prostitution ring
    A prostitution ring at the highest levels of PEPCO management was able to remain a closely-guarded secret for quite a few years, until one unfortunate period of media attention when the "manholes" kept erupting prematurely.

  • how can i find swiss swatch in reston virginia or somewhere else
    If you wanted to find a Swatch somewhere else, why even mention Reston? That's like asking, "Where can I buy a pup tent that's blue or not blue?"

  • "marc nagy" near salt lake city

  • prostitute house in Sterling Virginia
    You can rent the room in my basement for $150 an hour, but you'll have to provide your own prostitute.

  • Duration of a URI in an older cat
    When someone from my family is swallowed whole by an elderly cat, they can usually withstand the gastrointestinal acids for several days. This is mainly because cats are very small, and can only consume a foot or a hand at a time -- by the time the URI is in danger of digestion, he or she will probably have shaken the cat off and thrown it against a barn. As a side postulate, only barn cats are fierce enough to take on a URI.

  • satellite pictures of chad kroeger's house

  • "underdog to wonderdog" annoying
    But at least it doesn't feature Ty Pennington trying to offload free Sears appliances on the pups.

  • reasons for swan ostracization
    Even though swans mate for life (in cygnus and in health), brief periods of isolation help to prevent the spread of swan flu.

  • free giant flytrap online games where you destroy cities

    Coincidentally, this is the plot of the next World of Warcraft expansion. Petey Piranha falls through a warp gate in Super Mario Galaxy and ends up in Stormwind Harbor, pissed off and ready to devour a city.

  • Man finds his wedding ring on the ocean floor
    London ATMs to use Cockney
    Moose ugly, but healthy

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    Thursday, August 26, 2010

    Review Day

    There are no spoilers in these reviews.

    The Girl Who Played With Fire by Stieg Larsson:
    The second book in The Girl trilogy, I enjoyed this one more than the first, because the mysteries of the plot were more related to the main characters -- like many good books, this one deepens the concepts of the first book, rather than spreading in breadth. It's a little slow to start, notably the nine million pages about shopping at IKEA, but this makes a pivotal scene that much more jolting, and the book doesn't lose any energy from there to the end.

    Final Grade: A-

    Sherlock Holmes:
    There was a choice between this and Hot Tub Time Machine, and I ultimately chose this because you probably can't go wrong with Robert Downey Jr. AND Rachel McAdams. (Additionally, Rob Corddry from the other movie is rapidly approaching Jack Black levels of obnoxiousness). This was a fun little caper of a movie, greatly assisted by Robert Downey Jr.'s characterization of Sherlock Holmes. It won't change your life, but it's an entertaining two hours.

    Final Grade: B+

    Burn Notice 3:
    The third season of Burn Notice feels like it's lost a bit of focus, but it still has a few high quality episodes mixed into the bunch, along with tons of cameos from other USA and Showtime stars. The formula is starting to get old, but I'm not really watching for the cutting edge drama and plot twists.

    Final Grade: B

    Middlesex County attempts to neutralize landfill odors using fragrant spray trucks
    Police guard home of woman who put cat in bin
    Tongue twist: NJ race call is merry, marital mess

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    Friday, August 26, 2011

    Friday Fragments

    why you can have nice things

    ♠ When the earthquake struck knocked politely on my lawn, I was busy in the kitchen installing outlet covers. One variety which covers a dimmer switch and socket next to each other was not available in stores and had to be ordered online -- this type is called a "2-gang 1 rocker 1 duplex" cover, which incidentally sounds like a very good pilot concept for a sitcom in the ghetto.

    ♠ Now that the earthquake has finished trending, I'll have to come up with my own original content to milk for website traffic again. Faux catastrophes like a Mineral earthquake are perfect for my mock mock tag, which has been woefully underused this year.

    ♠ The earthquake and its two aftershocks, Steve Jobs and CmdrTaco, overshadowed much bigger news: one of our own readers, whose name starts with a "D" and rhymes with "BOOBY" is a new dad as of August 18. Congratulations! Based on previous experience with OPB (other peoples' babies), Ethan Patrick Fraker is currently the size of a Denis Wick euphonium mute (stone-lined), but plenty more valuable on eBay.

    ♠ I have never bought or sold anything on eBay, although once I went canoeing on a wee bay. I guess I don't really see the draw of bidding on weird stuff on the Internet, which is odd given the exorbitant number of hours I've wasted on the auction house in World of Warcraft.

    ♠ WoW is getting boring again -- It's very easy to login and waste time, but playing is more out of familiarity and lack of a better game than fun or addiction. I may let the subscription lapse in September and drop those eight million gigs of patches into the Recycle Bin.

    ♠ Speaking of recycling, our office is plastered with signs advertising "Single Stream Recycling". I suppose that means we can put all our cans and bottles in the same bin, and then someone will dump it all into the same creek behind the building. This should not really impact my recycling habits because I was never big on segregation in any arena.

    ♠ There are no plans for the weekend, because apparently we're due to get peed on by a giant hurricane named Irene. I have a new strategy for stocking up at the grocery store though -- while all of the other rubes are fighting over milk and toilet paper, I plan on hitting all of the less popular aisles. We should be able to get through this weather event just fine with a bag of charcoal briquets, roach spray, cold medicine, dill weed, romance novels, and cake frosting.

    ♠ Have a great weekend!

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    Social media could render covert policing 'impossible'

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    Monday, August 26, 2013

    Weekend Wrap-up

    On Saturday, I did a few miscellaneous home maintenance tasks with my dad, and also received chocolate chip cookies from our new neighbours across the street (they baked enough for the entire court). Unlike six years ago, I, myself, did not make cookies for this new neighbour set, although we did give them an inexpensive bottle of wine as a welcome present.

    The primary event of the weekend was a Game Night with Kathy, Chris, Anna, and Ben with Anita's dinner burritos for meals. We also did a sex-blind wine tasting (which is like a double-blind wine tasting but with three times the blindness), featuring three Pinot Noirs of varying price and quality from the same Oregon vineyard. As it turned out, Rebecca was the only taster whose favourite was the high-priced bottle, although I am already familiar with her expensive tastes (she buys her workout clothes at Target). Everyone else preferred the mid-price option or the cheapest one.

    On Sunday, we watched the pilot episode of Downton Abbey, starring the love child of Colin Firth and Victor Garber, because everyone keeps hyping it up, in spite of its resemblance to every other show starring British people ever made. We also taught ourselves to play Cribbage, and had delicious fish tacos at Ford's Fish Shack.

    How was your weekend?

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    Tuesday, August 26, 2014

    Random Picture Day

    These themed chicken tender shapes are getting edgier every year.

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    Wednesday, August 26, 2015

    Memory Day: Twenty Years Ago Today

    Twenty years ago today, on August 26, 1995, I was fifteen years old and about to start my senior year of high school. According to my historically preserved Far Side calendar, the 26th was a Saturday just after the end of Band Camp, and my sister had just left for her sophomore year at UVA.

    Having finally reached the Age of the Learner's Permit (15.5 years in Virginia), I spent much of August doing behind-the-wheel training through Keith's Driving School. On this particular Saturday, my instructor, Big Mike, was particularly disagreeable since he'd just had surgery the week before. I did my hour behind the wheel in Hybla Valley with a girl named Lucy in the back seat while Big Mike played his country guitar demo tapes, and then we swapped for the next hour. We ended, as always, at a 7-11 so Big Mike could grab a bite. His self-applied nickname was actually Big Mike -- I'm not just calling him that because he was bulky.

    In the afternoon, I crushed soda cans for recycling in our newly purchased Crusher (thanks, 1990s), and then went for a bike ride around Alexandria. Finally, I went up the street to our neighbours, the Jarrett's. Walt Jarrett worked for one of the big publishers back then (maybe Houghton Mifflin?) and hired me to read off several pages of price lists so he could punch them into the mechanical calculator more quickly. I earned twenty bucks for about an hour of mindless work, which went towards the purchase of Phantasmagoria (the full-motion-video horror game by the creator of King's Quest) the next morning.

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    Friday, August 26, 2016

    Colorado Miscellany

    We're heading back to beautiful low-humidity Sterling today, so enjoy these miscellaneous pictures of our non-hiking adventures!

    Saurus dinosaurs (acrobats on stilts) take over the downtown Breckenridge square.

    A puppy dog hitches a ride up to the top of Quandary Peak.

    We go horseback riding in Breckenridge on Lucas and Rubicon.

    We enjoy a free wine and cheese Happy Hour at the Queen Anne B&B in Denver.

    Annie and Mike use their brain waves to move a ball at the Nature and Science Museum.

    We experiment with sour beers at the Crooked Stave Brewery in the RiNo district.

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    Monday, August 26, 2019

    Data Day: Tolls

    A breakdown of the $6300 we've blown on EZPass roads since 2006.

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    Wednesday, August 26, 2020

    Time-lapsed Blogography Day: Twenty-Four Years Ago Today

    Twenty-four years ago today, on August 26, 1996, it was my first day of classes as an undergrad at Virginia Tech. I started with 9 AM Music Theory, taught by Dr. Bachelder, my trumpet professor, followed up immediately with sight-singing taught by Dave McKee. That was it for my entire day until "Introduction to Programming in C" at 2 PM, marching band at 5 PM, and a major-wide meeting of all Computer Science freshman at 7 PM that I wrote was "a huge waste of time".

    Looking back at who I was at that time, an unassuming short person who didn't like making small talk, who walked emphatically from point A to point B with maximum efficiency and the typical CS major's hunch to my general posture, I probably would have loved doing all of my coursework virtually. This is reinforced by a journal entry from two nights before where I wrote, "I skipped a band party so I could finish up my Honors essay" (This was also a huge waste of time because I ended up dropping out of the Honors program soon after because it was "a huge waste of time").

    That said, I'm glad I'm not starting my college experience in front of a Zoom chat and hope that kids today are opting out for a year whenever possible.

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    Friday, August 26, 2022

    Kindergarten Day

    Maia's first day of kindergarten on Thursday was a success!

    She's in the Yellow Crayon class and sits at a table next to our across-the-street neighbor. She was super excited for her first school bus ride ever.

    She told this story about the bus ride home: "Two girls sat next to me on the bus home. They didn't know where to sit so I told them they could sit with me!"

    She also wore those cat ears all day long.

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