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February 28, 2008
As gay as the day is long
I am, which means that last December 22nd I was actually not very gay at all, and on June 21st, I will be FLAMING. Day by day, I am just getting progressively gayer. Today was the first day of the year that I felt sufficiently gay to really obsess on my winter fatness.
In a random aside, I should also mention that on March 8th, I will be gay one hour later. Brunch will feel like 11, but will really be noon.
Also, if I were to be on the equator, I am pretty sure that I would be consistently gay.
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February 26, 2008
Sea Lion Caves smell BAD
Andy and I went to what was advertised as the largest natural sea cave, and it was FILLED with sea lions. The sound and smell were overpowering.
It is really hard to really understand how big those redwoods are until you have a frame of reference. No comments about how weird the back of my head looks. I know. It freaks me out, especially the flat spot.
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February 23, 2008
Miles and miles of coastline
Oregon and Northern California were amazing. It was pretty much a fantastic trip, with a good mix of friends interspersed with long solitary drives. This is an example of why you don't want to be with me in a car:
It was a funky trip, with cool coffee shops, plus I got to hang with Andy, my wonderful blogger friend who now lives in Portland. He has much more detailed missives about our trip than I do here, here, here, and here. And doesn't he just look like some kind of romance novel cover?
Praise Zod that he is much more detailed than I am, as he definitely tells a better story than I do. However, I am much better about making people take numerous silly pictures. It's a gift.
Funky bathroom signs.
Dangerous deeps.
NotDark houses.
Cross dressing in the lighthouses
Classic park shots.
Playful otters.
Hapless international men.
And of course, 26 inches of outrageous Orca Fun!
There are a bunch more photos on Andy's site, plus click here to look at more pics on my Flickr Page.
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February 17, 2008
Yachats!
It's not only the town where I'm staying in Oregon. It's also my new battle cry.
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February 11, 2008
Becoming Howard Hughes
I apologize to everyone. It's not that I don't like you, or that I don't like talking to you. I know that I am really terse on the phone, or that it seems that I'm avoiding talking to you. It's not you, it's me. I'm just becoming a crazy recluse with long nails, building 3D models of Spreece Geese.
My home phone is a VOIP phone. Apparently everyone has a hard time hearing me on that phone, so I basically have to yell. It also gets really hot on my ear, and even though I don't think there is such a thing as ear sweat, I can still feel my ear radiating heat. I'll be talking to someone on the phone, and the whole time a voice in my head is shrieking to hang up.
My cell phone is even worse. I live in one of the most expensive cities in the world, and I can't get decent cell reception in my house on the 5th floor. I get 1 bar in the living room, 2 bars in the kitchen. The heat from the smartphone quickly becomes insanely hot. The Treo has some kind of safety feature that prevents the volume from going beyond the normal level, so every time I answer a call, I have to use this software patch override. Broil my ear, irradiate my skull, then lose signal. Who doesn't love that?
So now I'm becoming that person who texts. Not just "I'm at 59th and 8th." No, I'm that bastard who texts "Hey, how are you doing? I was wondering if you wanted to go over to the Bronx Zoo on Sunday, because my friend Athena from Peace Corps is in town and I think you should meet her. She's fabulous, she drives a hybrid, and we want to see monkeys fling poo."
We did see monkeys who flung poo, by the way.
So I'm sorry that I'm that person, not for flinging poo, but for texting. It's how I cope.
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February 07, 2008
Math joke of the month
Why do math teachers never get arrested for DUI?
Click the extended entry for the answer.
Because math teachers would never drink and derive.
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February 06, 2008
One week to San Francisco and Oregon
Being a math nerd has perks. Perks, I tell you!
I'm being sent to San Francisco for a math conference. The nerds shall swarm and overwhelm the city with their numbers. Exponential numbers, even.
The conference is from Feb 13-15, but my mid-winter break is the following week, so I shall hug the west coast. I've rented a car, and I'll drive up to Yachats, Oregon to meet Last Debate Andy, who fled the city some time ago. We'll be staying at the Shamrock Lodgettes, where we will mock the people there for Valentine's Day, explore tidal pools, and drink hot cocoa.
On my way back to SF, I'm going to drive along the coastal highway, go to Redwoods National Park, and maybe even brag at Fort Bragg. SF for the remaining days, head home on the 22nd.
Much merriment will ensue.
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