Old and busted: Sitting in my parents’ office in the squeaky desk chair, craning my neck upward to look at the monitor, cussing heartily at the plodding pace of their ancient Dell. The new hotness: Doing my nightly websurfing ritual sitting cross-legged on their couch with a laptop warming my crotch and a sleeping Daschund next to me. I made a whirlwind trip to Murfreesboro yesterday to celebrate an old friend’s emancipation from the ‘Boro…
I do love a good copy editing/grammar squabble, particularly when it gets blown up into profane e-mail declarations like this one. The gist: British restaurant critic Giles Coren became enraged upon seeing that the editors at his newspaper, The Times, took out the word “a” in the last paragraph of his column. He wrote a long, rambly, profane, bossy, mean-spirited e-mail to anyone and everyone who could have possibly allowed such an egregious error to…
So last week sucked on toast and, consequently, I busted up into this week with some sort of deluded optimism, thinking it would be better just by virtue of being new. Hoo boy. Ain’t that cute? Granted, I have been more or less in better spirits overall, but it’s still been a fucking trying week, what with the project from hell going apeshit and imploding on me, requiring a from-the-ground-up rebuild, among other things. (Seriously,…
It’s a stupid video but man oh man I love this song. All you JT haters can step off.
Everyone’s talking about the heat. How can we not? It’s 95 degrees out and feels like 102. Last night I drove home to Midtown from Cordova with my windows down. It was midnight and it felt like I was sitting in bathwater. Even the breeze was hot, like breath. Right now I’m sitting here trying to psych myself up so I can leave the apartment and walk to my car. My car is black. It’s…
On the phone just now, verifying my account with Bluehost.com, my new hosting overlords: Nice lady: Domain? Me, groggily: theogeo.com. That’s t-h-e-o-g-e-o-dot-com. Nice lady: Okay, b-o-g-o, that’s b as in “boy”— Me, groggily: No, ah, t-e-o … t as in … … uh … “tea”?! Nice lady: Oh, t as in “tiger”? Me, groggily: Yes! Nice lady: Okay, t-e-o-g-e-o— Me, groggily: Crap. There should be an h in there too. Nice lady: Okay. Where? Me,…
Well, here we are. I say “I think” up there because I’m not entirely confident that I’ve got the kinks worked out to the extent that I should be letting people look at what I’ve done here. I mean, I know for a fact that there’s some wonky shit happening downpage — scroll and take a look — and I am having no luck figuring out why some posts are bleeding into others and why…
Well, I did it. Today I happened to notice that theogeo.com was free (it was occupied the last time I checked … a couple of years ago), so I snatched it right up. I’ve been squatting here at Blogger for five years now. Five years! Does anyone remember when I used to have theology-and-geometry.com? Yeah, this will be a hell of a lot less letters to type. My informal plan is to move all my…
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