Category: LiveJournal

I’ve been reading Douglas Coupland’s Microserfs, and it’s making me painfully nostalgic for the days of trumpet winsock and the bbs. I remember the first time I “talked” to another live human being with my keyboard, and how exciting gopher and MU*s and surfing the World Wide Web via Lynx was. World Wide Web is…

…can probably be found over at bOING bOING. Unfortunately for me, my friends haven’t given me any good links lately that don’t involve flopping mammaries or bodily fluids of some kind. Nonetheless, this photo-documentary of the daily commute on the MTA is very well-done. Check it out. I’m off to get rid of approximately 75%…

Thanks to Alana and a random algorithm that deigned to bestow upon her some invites, I can now be reached at AN UNDISCLOSED GMAIL ACCOUNT WITH THE USERNAME OF C Z E C H dot H A R R I S O N. No fair that plain ‘ol czech@ was taken was too short, but…

I don’t want to move again, friends. If I never explore the world, and I die in Greensboro, North Carolina, it’ll be because of June 1st, 2004, a date which will be imprinted on my memory forever. Needless to say, we were not quite as prepared as we had previously believed. By around 1pm on…

It sucks. Sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks. Suckity sucks. That is all.

. . . for things not being the same always. You know. I’m sure there is one. Isn’t there? There must be a word for it … the thing that lets you know time is happening. Is there a word? Change. So, it’s the last weekend at Jackson Street. Our lives, about seventy five per-cent…

We spent $520 today to buy two airplane tickets (with new government-enforced $5 post-September 11th security fee!) to Massachusetts for Mother’s Day. Of course we waited until the last minute, so the total was about 150% higher than it should have been. Whenever I drop money on the opportunity to get into a metal coffin…

Just one page a day… “Literary Life” by Posy Simmonds

This morning we woke up early (for a Saturday), went by Natania’s work to pick up coffee, and hit the yard sales. It was average fare for the first forty-five minutes or so. It’s so beautiful out today, and the week has been heaven-ish, so there were a good number of yard and garage and…

Tonight I will be keeping my eyes pried open with toothpicks (or strong iced coffee) in order to play bluegrass and old timey music for the Gate City. WUAG is UNC-G’s student-run station, and I have a show that runs from 11pm until 1am. Entirely too late, considering I must be awake by 7:30am for…