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A Softer World: 498 [09 Nov 2009|05:05pm]
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Writer's Block: Just another manic Monday [08 Nov 2009|02:13pm]

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Do you look forward to returning to work/school on Mondays or do you live for the weekend? What do you enjoy most about weekends? What do you dread most about school and/or work?


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WHAT IS A WEEKEND?


THANKS FOR REMINDING ME THAT I CAN'T HAVE FUN ON WEEKENDS BECAUSE I HAVE TO WORK

I can't really complain because I'm getting my own $$$$$$$
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Sunday Secrets [07 Nov 2009|09:01pm]
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I met someone who felt the same way, but I remember him more for being strong enough to change. From him I learned that people are more than their mistakes.


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Many years ago, an older man that I trusted had inappropriate sexual contact with me. Twelve years of therapy and a suicide attempt later, and I still live with it every day.

A big part of me will forever be defined by the worst thing that ever happened to me.






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I am a prisoner of my own indecision.




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A Softer World: 497 [06 Nov 2009|03:14pm]
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[06 Nov 2009|08:21am]

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I had a dream last night concerning the advertisment for the television program "V". I have not seen it yet. Basically the ship arrives and when we look up the ship reads out the words on the bottom "Don't Panic" in a very H2G2 sort of way. I say how much this plot feels like Earth Final Conflict so far, and Da'an from the show of the same name says he loves that show. Anyway, the entire dream breaks down, it is shortly revealed that the ship may as well be filled with a coach bus full of college kids from a country like Belgium that just happen to be friends with some of my friends, therefore giving me vip access to their 'ship' and the dormitories. The people on the ship are very attractive.

I didn't say my dreams had to have a point.
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[05 Nov 2009|04:09pm]

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http://www.maximumpc.com/print/8415 - awesome.
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More of a journal today with lots of hyperlinks [04 Nov 2009|09:23am]

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Halloween came and went this year. My costume, the old 'save the clock tower' lady from back to the future (stolen from [info]rob_vincent), was a moderate success. People at the Anoka halloween parade thought I was actually giving out flyers on some sort of cause, and I don't think anyone understood the costume unless I explained it. However, my pumpkin (http://bit.ly/10Mebf) was a smashing success, and won the geek pumpkin contest at my work. I spent 5 hours wiring a circuit to simulate the scanner eye that is the trademark of a Cylon, and never having completed an entire circuit that did anything but turn on a lightbulb before, I felt pretty proud of myself.

Shawn F hosted a party, and our two respective friend groups mingled very well. He also had a killer awesome WOP. I have a picture of it here: http://bit.ly/3Lzfzp. I would defiantly have to chock this up to being one of the most fun days of my life, right in front of getting intoxicated (I like that word, sounds so innocent) for one of the first times after high school graduation and the senior grad party (2004), but possibly not as awesome as Defcon 15 (2007). I am glad I had the chance to drive the Hearse to the party, and driving the Hearse around on Halloween was completely worth the 10 MPG Premium only mileage that thing gets, not only for the stares but because it just feels so prestigious, like driving a luxury car. Well, it is a luxury car, just an old one that happens to usually transport corpses.

A few days ago I stayed at David Dunlaps place for the night. He lives only a few blocks from work, and I figure not sleeping at work and having people discover my snoring ass at 9 am is probably a good idea. While I was there, I took this picture: http://bit.ly/3McRaS Apparently he has a white board where he tried his best to describe to his Schrodinger style gf/ex gf/open relationship/baby momma/roommate the drama involving Jeremy and Annah. I chuckled. Goat was originally replaced with a weak inferred link between Amber and Adam, but I think he decided it was incorrect and a goat somehow made more sense.

I've been on a health binge for the last few weeks. I've been doing alot of exercising and exploring, to the point where my night doesn't feel right unless I have done some kind of exercise or activity for a few hours away from a computer. Conveniently, I usually get my exercise in by riding the bike to get from point A to point B via the bus. Unfortunately, it is getting very cold at 2 am (in the realm of 25 degrees F the last few nights) making this uncomfortable.

I tried this route Monday night: http://bit.ly/1BngJq the route calls for biking on a trail between cedar lake ave and mall of america. After going about a half mile down a wrong way (and a hill), and then taking a wrong turn at the cedar lake ave bridge, and spending 20 minutes walking around, I discover that the only way by foot or bike I am getting over cedar lake is by taking the really angry looking bridge blocked off with a bridge closed sign, a metal bar barrier, some cement barriers, a chainlink fence with signs that say bridge closed due to structural reasons, no trespassing, keep off (all covered in grafiti - http://bit.ly/6QMWs) and the first 6 or 8 feet of bridge coverings removed (just metal support beams in place). So I went across it. It was great.

As I continue biking, I realize I lost my headphones, which gave me time to think about things. I wonder what the point of those no trespassing signs was. Was it mandatory by law? Is it right? Since I have recently came to the realization I have a Libertarian viewpoint, I ask myself, what would a Libertarian say? A lib would think that the act of using the bridge has no immediate consequence to anybody but the person who is using the bridge. Therefore a lib would contest the signs. I further wonder why I even follow laws - why do I let other people decide for me what is right and wrong? Lets take small time pot dealers, clearly doing an illegal enterprise, sure, but is it immoral? Does god have an opinion on if pot should be cultivated and sold? If he does, why does he scorn marijuana as opposed to say tobacco or alcohol? Even Jesus turned water into wine. And lets say you don't believe in a god that lays down his rules onto you. Then where do your morals come from? Society? Fortune cookies? I'd think we are left with our core human morals, such as wanting to do the right thing and empathy. Makes me think that real morals and laws are being blended together, when they have no reason too.

Of course, that whole thought experiment was just me justifying crossing that bridge. Which felt great. I need to convince people to take the commuter line connected to the light rail for a day and night of bikeassholing down here when it gets warm again next spring.

I went to a philosophy meetup called "Wisdom Barrel Society" yesterday, at a place called Whole Foods in Uptown (http://bit.ly/4p4UKg). Whole foods is a organic food store in the format similar to Byerlys with slightly overpriced far superior groceries as opposed to local grocer cub foods or even cheaper garbage quality grocery store Aldi. I took bus 18 to 31st and nicollet, which put me about 2 miles away from my destination, and I biked down lake street the rest of the way. On the way, I went past hennepin ave (one of the primary streets in uptown) and found out where the Smitten Kitten was located (popular cheaper than sex world adult store) and came across a pretty neat geek geek hobby store (http://bit.ly/1H8f9u - Warhammer 40,000, Munchkin, Video game themed board games, D&D figurines, etc) where there was a bunch of nerds setting up a 40K match (http://bit.ly/3Mmchf), and a few people arguing over some crap on some website. I took a picture of a Munchkin board game that I would like for Christmas (http://bit.ly/1eQl8X) and gave the owner props for having such an ambitious and well maintained store, and for having open game night (the game store up in Anoka charged a $5 admission one night 3 years ago and that was the last time I was ever there.) I find I don't have much in common with the mainstream geek anymore. Do I even have the faintest idea of how to play Warhammer 40K? No. Do I want to? Maybe a little bit, but just as much as I want to learn how to perform manicures.

So, at the wisdom barrel thing (http://bit.ly/20QuRr), I was clearly the youngest person attending of 6 people by about 10 years or so. 2/3 of the people were unemployed and one just wanted to bitch about things. He mostly had this idea that america (who is america?) was invading other countries and causing bloodshed when we don't have any business in being in any country (bullshit, also political and pointless). But the discussion started from there.

I think what was interesting is the 6 people all clearly had different backgrounds and opinions. The leader and organizer of the group was the most objective, the woman was very progressive, the dude from texas was very practical and realistic, the old guy was extremely historical and looked into why things are the way they are, and then there was the dude that had a warped view of why things are and was generally just angry about things. I feel that half of this crew has some kind of mental disease, but then again, you get that when you deal with philosophy don't you?

The conversations boiled down to a few conclusions: Just as it takes a catastrophic event in your own life to change you, it takes a catastrophic event like 9/11 or inflated gas prices to change society. Sometimes, the catastrophic events can be manufactured, like someone getting pregnant, and sometimes you can't control it. Also, society is the way it is based on Competition.

I recorded a chunk of the discussion just for the hell of it. It isn't particularly interesting, and in retrospect I should have recorded from the beginning, but this is an idea of what we talked about:

http://www.kimtuck.com/a/wisdom%20barrel.mp3

On the way home, I narrowly missed the bus back to Anoka by a few minutes. The next bus was for Northtown, so I hung out at the stop (on the wrong side of the road) and missed that bus (jerk wouldnt stop for me to get on when my bike clearly overtook his bus). Next bus to northtown had its bikeracks full (seems like a stupid design to me, to only have two bikeracks per bus, way to encourage the use of public transportation). So I gave up and decided to take the light rail to Mall of America. Never having ridden the light rail, I can say it was a nice ride. Just wish there was alot more of them, not just the one route. Seems stupid to have a really really awesome transportation system that can only move you from downtown to the airport to the Mall of America. Good for tourists, sure, stupid for people like me that want to use a train rather than a bus to get from point to point (like you can in NY).

Alright, I am getting burned out, that is all for now. :)
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A Softer World: 496 [03 Nov 2009|09:22pm]
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[02 Nov 2009|03:45pm]

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[ music | Fleet Foxes - Ragged Wood | Powered by Last.fm ]

The gardeners all around the city are scalping the grass, which has now given me allergies I've never had before. Ugh. I can't even go out into the living room without sneezing and blowing my nose a million times.

In happier news, we got kittens! Two sisters that we named Morag and Minerva, after the HP characters. I accidentally locked Morag in my bathroom last night. SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST!!! The way she attacked my feet this morning leads me to believe that she has not forgiven me for this. Oh, well.

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A Softer World: 495 [02 Nov 2009|10:15am]
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Sunday Secrets [01 Nov 2009|01:04am]
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PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people
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I'm studying Hindi, so that when I meet your parents, I can tell them I love you.















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www.Hopeline.com [01 Nov 2009|12:58am]
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-----Email Message-----
Subject: thank you

Frank,

This past Friday night I found myself in a black hole of depression and I didn't know how I was going to make it through the night. Not knowing where to turn and feeling like I couldn't stop. I remembered seeing the Hopeline phone number in the front of your book. I talked with someone there for 2 and a half hours and I truly feel that they saved my life.

Thank you for the book, thank Hopeline for being there, and thank the people that send in their postcards so that others know they are not alone with their secrets.


-Casie (with permission)





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(posted with permission)

Good evening Frank,

I sent you a post card in 2006. I made it on a picture. I liked it a lot. And I guess, so did you, because you posted it that fallowing Sunday. I was excited and happy, until I noticed that YOU HAD CUT OFF HALF OF MY SECRET. Then my excitement and happiness turned into violation and anger... I was so pissed! I didn't know why you had done that! I felt like you had taken my secret, and changed it... and then shown the whole world. I realize now, that you had CUT OFF MY SECRET because it wasn't the 'correct size' of a post card. Which STILL pisses me off, because I have seen a lot of post cards that you have posted, that isn't the "shape" of a fucking post card. But you don't change their wording, or edit them... (or maybe you do.)

Frankly, Frank... I have never, and probably will never sent you another post card again. Because it doesn't feel safe. Because what if you're going to change and alter that one, too? Now I doubt the post cards I see.... if you altered and edited mine, how would I know that you didn't just do the same thing, to some other poor girl, pouring her heart out on a dark night?

Final Kicker: That post card i sent was god themed. It said "Maybe I'll start believeing in G-d..." (and THE PART YOU FUCKING CUT OFF WOULD OF SAID "...Now that I am slowly loosing everything, there seems no better time") I bought your new book... Maybe because I wanted another PS book, or maybe because I was still holding out that I might see my old secret, properly displayed in whole... alas, I was left disappointed that my secret was no where to be found. Anywhere.

So... why am I writing you, 3 years later about a post card you don't remember? I'm not sure. I've started and deleted this same email to you so many times, over the last 3 years. I feel stupid for being this upset over something so silly. That's why I've deleted the past emails...Part of me feels like you deserve to know that you have hurt the feelings of one of your (long time) viewers. I still like Post Secret, I still support you, and I still tell others about this project, but you did take some fire out of my passion. And you did hurt my feelings, and I don't feel safe sharing my secrets with you any more.

But this time Frank, I might just hit the send button...


-----Email Message-----

On this week's post secret there is a picture of a girl with nipple peircings. The strange thing is, that girl looks just like me.. I have straight red hair that color and I am pale and thin just the same. I could send you a picture of myself if you do not understand why I am so upset. Please take it off!!


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today [31 Oct 2009|04:53pm]

xr2
is my 25th birthday

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A Softer World: 494 [29 Oct 2009|07:45pm]
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A Softer World: 493 [29 Oct 2009|02:01pm]
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Sunday Secrets + Best Of [25 Oct 2009|12:01am]
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PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people
mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a postcard.

Because of the book tour and PostSecret Events, I was unable to complete the Blog. I have included 20 extra secrets below from April 13, 2008.







-----Email Message-----
i just stopped in to check today's new secrets and saw one of mine that i sent . . . it's nice to see that as we change, our secrets do too.

thanks for the reminder that we are not always who we once were (and for always keeping my secrets safe).








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-----Email Message-----
Frank-
I am typing this to you at the library because I cannot afford a postcard and stamp. My family and I are living in a self-storage unit illegally. It's getting so cold at night. I want them to know I'm sorry, it's my fault, but I can't say it.


-----Email Message-----
When my mom kicked my dad out, she joked that he could live in our storage unit. Now he does.


-----Email Message-----
I told them.


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Dear Frank,
this past sunday I was with my boyfriend (we are both young christians) after 12:00 and being a postsecret reader I grabbed his laptop to go to the postsecret website. As i typed in the post secret address the computer filled in the url with a pornography website. In my attempt to read other people's secrets, I discovered one of his.

The world works in a funny way sometimes.









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The new book is available from bookstores and online.

Thanks for making our secrets #1 on the New York Times Best Seller List.






Updated PostSecret Event Schedule for 2009
(Use the facebook links to RSVP and for more details.)





Western Michigan University, Kalamazoo, MI
11-04-09
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=54654889989

La Ciudad de las Ideas, Puebla, Mexico
11-07-09
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=123761684771

University of Texas at Arlington, TX
11-11-09
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=107083078765

Stetson University, Deland, FL
11-12-09
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=126952807077

Bradley University, Peoria, IL
11-17-09
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=132997630852

Southwestern Oklahoma State University, Weatherford, OK
11-19-09
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=101555234302

University of Scranton, Scranton, PA
11-30-09
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=129923494471

University of Michigan, Ann Arbor, MI
12-04-09
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=107469192412

Changing Hands Bookstore, Tempe, AZ
12-07-09
Call for Details (480) 730-0205

Tattered Cover Bookstore, Denver, CO
12-09-09
Call for Details (800) 833-9327

Penn State Erie, Erie, PA
12-10-09
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=109987144015

Book People, Austin, TX
12-12-09
Call for Details (512) 472-5050


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-----Email Message-----
Sent: Monday, April 14, 2008 12:29 AM
Subject: Racing at CVS

Dear Frank,
Just thought I'd share my first secret. When I give communion at mass, I race the priest to see if I can make my line move faster.








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Sent: Tuesday, April 15, 2008 9:51 PM
Subject: college dream

Neither my Ivy League degree nor the successful career that followed ever made me happy... The only thing that has worked is taking care of other people -- wondering what would make them happy and doing my best to make it happen.




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-----Original Email-----
Sent: Sunday, April 13, 2008 1:59 AM
Subject: UNLV Event

Dear Frank,

You invited us tell our secrets tonight and I was going to go up but then boom, everyone was up there and I didn't get to tell my secret. I thought about it the whole rest of the night and as I drove home with my boyfriend I started to tell him some of my happy secrets than, the one I fear the most.

I cried my eyes out, the type where you can't breathe, he listened and simply held my hand.

It has never felt so refreshing and wonderful to get something off of your chest after almost 15 years.




-----Email Message-----
Sent: Friday, April 18, 2008 7:35 AM
Subject: shaving the pubes

My boyfriend didn't want to have sex with me because I don't shave my pubes. He broke up with me shortly thereafter. We're better off without him.






-----Email Message-----
Sent: Sunday, April 13, 2008 11:32 AM
Subject: littel+bird secret

My mom used to do the same thing when she did my laundry. It's how she got me and my brother to learn how to wash our own clothes!


-----Email Message-----
Sent: Monday, April 14, 2008 8:50 PM
Subject: little bird postcard

it's okay, mom. i got it from your purse anyway. sorry.






-----Email Message-----
Sent: Tuesday, April 15, 2008 3:16 PM
Subject: re: Sunday Secret - "Rainbow Alliance Pride Week"

I feel obligated to take pro-life flyers from groups at school so they won't think (know) I had an Abortion.






-----Email Message-----
Sent: Thursday, April 17, 2008 8:27 PM
Subject: my school painted over our secrets.

I got my first PostSecret book a few weeks ago, and was inspired. A few close friends and I came up with the idea of making a secret wall in the stall of one of the girls bathrooms. It started with about 5 secrets, and within the next few weeks there was about 50. The secrets ranged from crushes to friend problems, and from rape and cutting.

Everyone knew about the secret wall. Today my best friend and I go into the stall to see if there were any new secrets, and all we saw was a large, tan, wall. Our school had painted over the secrets.

Tomorrow i'm starting the wall again.








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[29 Oct 2009|03:31am]

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Not having a car prompted me to try riding the bus to get to and from work. I never really saw it as a possibility to get from point A to point B in the metro via the bus, because, well, nobody I knew did that and the thought never occurred to me. (what am I, some kind of jobless hippie?) Minnesota has a pretty crappy public transportation to most other cities I have been in (with the exception of Dallas, which is just plain old crappy all around) and further the nearest bus stop is at least a mile from my house, and I have always been sort of lazy. But the Friday following me loosing my car, I set out determined to get home from work in Bloomington on my own, sort of as an act of defiance to prove to myself and others that I remain independent and also as a personal challenge, sort of palliating to the personality trait that makes me want to sit in front of Best buy on thanksgiving in the freezing cold for 14 hours awaiting being one of the first people in line to successfully wait to get whatever people get on thanksgiving (I haven't bought anything meaningful for going on 4 years now).

So I find the bus route and ride the bus. I was successful and very proud of myself. I quickly discover that all of the buses have bikeracks on them, and metro transit encourages people to use them, for no additional cost.

Its like a lightbulb went off in my head. I can bike to work via the bus.

People at my work have proudly biked to the office ever since I started working there. They always had these smug "I am better than you" attitudes, with cool bikes and cool helmets and stickers saying their bike gets 20 MPB (Miles per burrito). As much as I would ridicule their choice to take the bike, I wish I was that person. The trouble is home is 40 miles away, and at that point a 3 and a half hour bike ride each way to and from work daily starts to sound like a waste of time and energy, especially if something bad happens like weather or a sudden catering of tacos at work I somberly discover I will probably miss (I wish the company would cater something else than Jimmy/Papa Johns sometimes...)

So, I would take the bike to work. First day taking the bus from Anoka to Bloomington went off without incident. Same on the subsequent way back. I gleefully did this a few times, all the while listening to a small five dollar MP3 player / radio I bought off woot recently (which, paired with NPR, which I also just started listening too, has been my best friend ever.) One time, I decided I was going to push my limits, and I took a bus to Northtown (which happens to occur at a much more frequent interval than the Anoka bus) and traveled the 10 or so odd miles home from there on bike.

Some of you may think that this sounds ludicrous. After all, I could fix up "my" new (new ownership, old car) Jetta and use that to get to work. I do know how to drive a stickshift. But, despite the cold weather, I find it very rewarding to bike. On the bike, I get exercise and stamina, I get the feeling of speed, and I see my home (I wrote earlier about how the entire Minneapolis metro I consider my home) much more up close and personal than I ever have seen it by car. I get time to ponder life, listen to NPR, the ability to take a sudden turn into the woods or a parking lot to see what is there, and much more. And I still move at only about 1/4 the speed a car moves.

Not to mention the mental and social rewards. Mentally, I feel superior for commuting by bike, something most people won't consider. It is sort of that extra option most people except for the really crazy ones wont think of, like using Linux on your desktop, traveling by train on vacations (as opposed to air or by car), making pizza dough and pizza from scratch rather than ordering or warming a premade one up, or fixing a cars air suspension with duct tape (not that we would do something like that.) Socially, I end up nearly every other day with a few hours to spare in the heart of Minneapolis, free to explore Nicollet mall up and down, chat to people I have never met before (just yesterday some 18 something girls decided they needed to sing me "Say my name, say my name" while we were waiting for the bus), and I generally get some time ziping around the city free of worry on my bike. Personally, I have time to read books and type things like this during my idle time on the commute.

There was a video that was running through my head for a few weeks before this car fiasco. It is a 2 or 3 second clip of a guy jumping off of a diving board probably 100 feet in the air. For the few seconds he freefalls, he can twist any which way and he is completely immune from any kind of restriction on his movement (with the exception of the restriction of gravity, which would be a very nasty restriction if he wasn't diving into a pool of water). The bike gives me that sort of feeling, the feeling of freedom, the freedom to see the world without the restrictions of traffic lights or defined roads.

So I bike now any chance I get and it makes sense. I bought a small netbook (which has windows 7 on it now, pretty cool) and a MiFi (it makes a portable wifi access point from the sprint 3G network so I can use the internet on the bus). I got a book I picked up at Barnes and Noble to read (Douglas Adam's final unpublished works, under the title "The Salmon of Doubt"). I learned the layout of Minneapolis and browsed the Borders on Nicolet Mall (I have a blog idea brewing about the sheer amount of published text there is out there based on this visit). Minneapolis made me want to learn what was going on that I could participate in, so I joined a bunch of interest groups on meetup.com so I have something to do. Biking (and my trusty MP3 player radio) gave me a surge of energy to do some extra exercise, and as such I have spent every day for the last 7 days exercise at least 30 minutes (sometimes an hour and a half) at the gym on top of biking. I raised the desks at the cube at my work a few feet and now I work standing just so I can say I can.

I still have my Eurpoean trip to plan, want to learn ASP.Net, Actionscript, make a YMT music video, learn a second language, and maintain this exercise and diet, as well as put in mad overtime at work while my work offers it. And all of those are still in progress.

Overall, I feel much more active and connected to the community. And it is all credited to me loosing my car and having to learn to stand on my own two feet.

So good riddance, car. You need more than a car to pick up girls, and you were a crutch and a money vampire anyway. One day I'll get a Prius again when I am old and like the idea of comfy chairs better than getting out and living, but until then I will sit and dream of something more awesome, like a Delorian.
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Oomax For Some, Miniature Federation Flags For Others? [28 Oct 2009|02:27pm]

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[ mood | I Work Hard For The Money! ]
[ music | "The Sound Of The Crowd" -- Human League ]

Since I'm not inclined to venture outside with the heavy winds that has plagued Davis recently, and since I'm also looking for an excuse to procrastinate on other errands and chores, now seems like a worthwhile time for a journal update.

As I anticipated, the Covenant concert was immensely enjoyable, and although the DNA Lounge seems cramped for Deathguild, it wasn't too crowded for the concert. Also, of all the venues to see Siouxsan again, this one was probably the most appropriate. I would definitely see them again should they return, and hopefully next time, even more friends will be able to attend. Actually, I also had the opportunity to see Erin L. the evening before, as she was in town for a friend's wedding, so double my out-of-town friend fun.

Additionally, my friend fun hasn't been limited to just weekends, although this past weekend was also fantastic as Erin and I cooked Indian food for Sarah and J on Friday. On Monday, I saw Troupe Katie and her friend Sean, and just yesterday, I briefly saw Kati, so I call that a win. It's encouraging to see people regularly, as Davis has felt increasingly isolating with so many people having moved or plan to move out of the area.

Interestingly, this last week has been one of acquisition. As Lilly's father was traveling through Davis, he was able to drop off the motorcycle, so I finally have it in my possession. Hopefully I'll be able to operate it soon so it does more than take up space in the garage. Actually, I have the MSF class scheduled for this weekend, and while I'm excited to have one finally scheduled, I'm somewhat anxious about it as well, as I don't feel prepared having virtually no previous experience. Then again, the course is designed for people with no experience, so I suppose I shouldn't worry about it. Even if I don't pass the course, I can reschedule it again, and at least rescheduling in Woodland is far easier than in Sacramento.

Also, although a few weeks late of Unexpected Guinea Pig Multiplication Day, I recently acquired another guinea pig, which is why I saw Kati yesterday. Randy and Kati had three guinea pigs, but sadly, two of them died, leaving the one by herself. As they are social animals and happier in small groups, she asked if I would be interesting in adopting the third, and I accepted. Fortunately, it appears as though she gets along well with Athena and Saffron, so I imagine it's beneficial for everyone involved. With all of these recent acquisitions, I feel almost Ferengi; I'd request some oomax, but I doubt anyone would accept my invitation. That's okay, I've become quite accustomed to self-inflicted oomax over the years.

As for Halloween, since I was planning to be a Gentleman for Sarah's birthday party when the theme was Buffy/X-Files related, I might just do that, as I don't really have the time for much else. Hopefully I'll have the energy to celebrate with everyone, though I imagine my activities will be fairly low-key anyway. Not necessarily a costume note, but after Sarah was generous enough to cut my hair for me, I dyed it purple, but the purple has almost completely faded. So, unless coloring once a week sounds appealing, I'd recommend avoiding the purple Manic Panic dyes.

I'm sure there's plenty more to share, but I should be productive elsewhere, so I'll end this here.

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