good and bad.

Ok… good things, got accepted to the MIDI controller scrapyard challenge tomorrow. Bad things… have a giant! assignment due Yesterday (metaphorically) and wednesday, and a bit of code to perfect ASAP. Good things, biked about 40 miles in the past 48 hours (including a spinning class, the SciArc RideArc 1 year anniversary ride a solo run from Pasadena to USC in the noontime sun today, I am now red.) Bad things… eh… nothing much more other than this assignment, the code bit will be pretty sweet once I finish it (it will be stylishly crafted and well thought out, because I can base it on some stuff other group members have done).

Good: paid a parking ticket yesterday. Bad: just under 5 months late… I think I really hate parking tickets for unknown deep seated reasons that I should talk to a therapist about.

Good: clark 8 will be practicing today and maybe tomorrow. Bad: we have no shows booked anytime!?! Help!!!!

Ride the lightning

This guy seriously needs a new shirt from metallica and a new iPod from apple. from: eternal time sink boing boing. I always feel happy to hear about people surviving lightning strikes, because the only person I knew well who got hit by lightning died (before his time).

In other news got my new glasses, no one thought they looked weirt. That’s good.

glasses in an hour vs. glasses in a week

I am going to go grab my new pair of glasses (Marc Ecko Scopes that look like something Marc Cuban or early p-diddy in the shadow of Biggie (RIP) would wear, all that with a touch of amateur Air Traffic Controller). As some may know, my old pair got chewed up.

When I tried on/ordered these glasses about a week ago, I felt really against the societal mores about what glasses should be… now I’m thinking oh my god, how could I have gotten crazy glasses? People will expect me to have at least one gold tooth (minimum) now.

They will probably just look normal, right? End of story, buyers remorse feels worse without the instant gratification at the beginning.