Let me be the first to suggest The Algonquin.
I'm going to get way out there and suggest a little place called Fresh Salt.
You can lobby for another location if you've got a good idea, but that trick never works.
Or it does work, and the NY commenters gamely pretend to enjoy it, but of course you know where they'd rather be.
Isn't there an Olive Garden at Penn Station? That would probably be best for out-of-towners who want to attend.
Isn't there an Olive Garden at Penn Station?
Why? Is Yglesias coming?
I hear the Olive Gardens in New York City aren't nearly as good as those in the suburban Midwest.
4: The drinks at the Pegu Club were delicious, but it's a little expensive for a weeknight.
I'm not the sort of gentlebro of leisure who really cares about beer, but people who do like beer a great deal might like The Ginger Man, which is somewhere in the '30s.
The Ginger Man is very pleasant, certainly -- if people were looking for a little more variety, we could go there. I'd have to look up the address but I believe it's between Fifth and Sixth, maybe on 32d?
Nope, between Fifth and Madison on 36th.
8: indeed. At the atmosphere was a bit strange. But boy those drinks were delicious.
|| My bff just called. Another blowup from the husband. She is planning to go through the house and get everything together so she can pack and flee on a moment's notice. Which tells me it's probably far worse than she's let on so far.
My other bff is back in the hospital. Possibly another bout of pancreatitis, maybe an ulcer. She also needs her cervix removed due to pre-cancerous cells.
Oh, and I have apparently developed a violent allergy to tree fruits. Thanks to a delicious, juicy peach, I was up half the night pounding benadryl and Primatene and trying to decide where the boundary between severe allergy and anaphylaxis lies.
Have a drink or 6 for me. |>
expensive for a weeknight
This concept is alien to me. Expensive for a weeknight is expensive for a weekend, no?
We went to Botanica that one time and it wasn't so bad.
Between severe allergy and anaphylaxis, lies Hyperimmune. By Calvin Klein.
(Sorry for your friends, DK.)
expensive for a weeknight
Diminutive horsemen from the minor aristocracy are notoriously impecunious. Don't let it put the rest of you off.
13: Yow. The first friend is the one whose husband you've talked about disliking before? And are you likely to need to provide refuge, or assistance? (Which, obviously if you need to, you need to, but how stressful for you.)
Di, that's a bunch of bad shit. So sorry.
14: I suppose what I meant was 'expensive if the point is to talk to people rather than to focus on the tasty drinks.'
And on the allergy front, I have a vague belief that peach allergies tend to be (a) mostly about the skin, not the flesh, so you might still be okay with peeled peaches, and (b) highly correlated with mango allergies which are much more intense, so worry about mangoes. This is not medical advice, because I'm wildly ignorant, but if you're looking things up about it, those might be some things to look into.
expensive if the point is to talk to people rather than to focus on the tasty drinks
As I recall, we did a lot of talking about how tasty the drinks were. It sort of crowded out the cock jokes.
20: God I hope you are wrong! I know apples and cherries are related. (I've had milder allergic responses to those.) That's what I get for trying to get more fruits and veg into my diet!
18: Yep. That's the one. She has two-year old twins, too...
Di: oh, man. I don't even...I got nothing. That is just a ball of suck right there. I'm sorry. And wishing you (and your friends) lots of luck. Is she likely to set up camp with you?
Meetup: Yay! Yes, I'll be there. I don't foresee any crazy schedule conflicts. I've never been to Fresh Salt but looks fun.
I've got a weird bug I'm trying to get over at the moment. (Haven't really eaten in a few days, and about to go back to sleep.) Did not help that the ex contacted me last night. That turned into 2 stupid hours of the same thing. But I dunno...I seemed to handle it a little better. Knock on wood, etc etc. And somehow it helps to know this is hell on her, too. (Noooot proud of it.)
Mostly it makes me really sad to know what she's going through wrt to the closet and not be able to help.
Mangoes get implicated in two different symptoms. The one that would stretch to include peaches is a mild form of latex allergy (or is associated with that allergy at least--and the lists of implicated foods differ from source to source).
The primary problem that most people have with mangoes are that they contain urishiol (active igredient in poison ivy) in their peels (and stems and leaves).
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MLA job list out today! Eleven whole jobs in my field! That's counting the film-emphasis jobs that I'd have no chance of getting.
No need for condolences, I've already moved on. I'm in I-told-you-so mode right now, for all the people who insisted it was going to "bounce back" this year. Suckers.
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For peaches there is also Oral Allergy Syndrome (along with a lot of other fruits), but not tied to mangoes specifically. And fruit skins in general do tend to have higher concentrations of allergens.
Is she likely to set up camp with you?
I really hope so. I have the space and she has family nearby. Also, she's a physicians assistant, so she can rescue me next time something I eat tries to kill me.
Mostly it makes me really sad to know what she's going through wrt to the closet and not be able to help
This sucks, DQ. It's so nuch easier to move on, imho, when you can throw up a wall of hatred for a little while. Empathy for the genuinely awful place she must be in is just so full of heartache.
Hooray! I have a slight preference against tasty expensive drinks because I don't want any data interfering with my L.A. cocktail supremacy.
"Hooray!" not valid for all comments involving Di's friend. So sorry to hear about that.
Ach, I was going to look knowledgeable about the poison ivy thing but am prepwned. In seventh grade Life Science we had to do a leaf collection and my sister wound up in the hospital. And can't eat mango. And sometimes finds five dollars while she's busy not eating mangoes. Mangos. Mangojn. (pl acc, Esperanto)
Anyway, I like Fresh Salt better than Ginger Man but it isn't serious. I just find that part of midtown depressing. My other suggestion is Locksmith on Broadway and 190th. Heh.
I hope she does, too, Di.
Added detail bonus re: the ex: she has apparently already tried to date a male friend, and "it failed." How this happens in the week and a half since we ended things...ugh. She fucked him and it was terrible, is what this means, right?
I am handling this better than I expected, but still: ugh.
P.S. Hey Blume, are they real jobs? I have a few friends that keep going on extended interview sequences only to find out they never really wanted to hire anyone in the first place. Fun! So I guess...real jobs is optimistic? I'm stretching, I know. Best of luck.
I'll do either, though I'll be late. My class that night ends at 720 about an hour away. Yay Ksky!
My class that night ends at 720 about an hour away
Convenient for Locksmith, though, right? Who's up for coming uptown?
Oh hell no. (Someday I promise to come up and visit you Inwoodies, but I'll probably sleep at your place.)
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Never rains but it pours: Famous author I am interviewing today missed his flight, so now my interview is sandwiched between his signing and his talk. I hope he is not too grumpy.
Of course there are worse problems to have. Sorry, everybody else.
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Eh, it was worth a shot. But coming from uptown, The Ginger Man's twenty minutes closer than Fresh Salt -- is that a good enough reason to settle on it?
(Fresh Salt is more convenient for me, and I like it marginally better, but it is way way downtown.)
only to find out they never really wanted to hire anyone in the first place
Well, when "they" is the administration, rather than the departments themselves, yeah, that's been happening a lot. "Hey we've got this nice job for y-- PSYCH!! No job just kidding!"
Several of the jobs are also places that had visiting positions open last year. High potential for a built-in inside candidate. Except not high enough to make the gamble on a one-year position in the middle of nowhere worth it. Have I mentioned that the academic job market is totally and completely fucked?
Famous author
Anyone we can make fun of?
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In other news, I was out with a (homosexual male) friend last night, and he desperately wanted to go to a certain gay bar that is sort of sad and has go-go boys marching around the bar, right in front of you, giving you what is basically a modified lap-dance at nose level. It's also the sort of bar where women are very very clearly not welcome unless, as in my own personal case, I prove to be cool in some way (tipping the strippers without being a nasty bachelorette/faghag about it?). Anyhow, it was not terrible or anything, but it was very loud and I am extremely awkward in fake-seduction scenarios like one-on-one stripper interactions. Also, I don't like being treated like the fly in everybody's soup. I stopped going along with friends to (all-male) gay bars, especially in NYC, a long time ago, but this is a new friend, and he is new to the city and doesn't have a lot of chums yet.
I don't want to say I won't go to gay bars with him at all, but can I say I don't want to make a habit of it? Am I a prude?
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Oh, man, the MLA list won't even load for me right now. Hello, hordes!
The Ginger Man is only seven blocks from my office, but Fresh Salt is fine as well.
Also, 43 gets it exactly right.
Oh, and Ginger Man is also more convenient for me, but not so substantially that I'd rule out FS.
41: And the distinction between gay bar as in a bar with a mostly gay clientele/management, and gay bar meaning a basically male-only sexualized space seems like a perfectly legitimate one, and one that he'd be a jerk not to recognize. You're not a prude for feeling out of place.
The Ginger Man also increases the chance that Buck might show up, as easier for him to get to.
I say The Ginger Man, unless someone absolutely hates the idea. If noone's complained vehemently by the time I get home from work, I'll put it in the post.
Won't The Ginger Man be packed with midtown after-workers?
A bit, but on a Tuesday it shouldn't be too bad.
The Ginger Man sounds good, too.
Also, 43 and 46: yes. I went through my own strip club phase, so not throwing stones, but you don't meet people there. He needs buddies / a date, right? He's not gonna find them at a sexualized meat market type of place. So, also better for him, and less awkward for you.
I sympathize with the gay care-taker thing. I kind of suck at it.
36: you'd think he'd commandeer a neural interface-equipped jumpjet, if it is who I think it is.
I find the discussions of meet-up locations to be fascinating. Unfogged at its Unfooggediest.
He gets plenty of dates, and said he wasn't there to meet people--I think he's sort of picky. But perhaps he thought I'd be into it because we both write and talk about porn, and so he was surprised by how uncomfortable I was (i.e., with some 20-year-old gym bunny's limp dick under my nose). I think what I dislike about that kind of stripper interaction is the same thing I hate about any sort of theater for one. It's dishonest, and it's your job to react as if it's not. Big-crowd stripping I don't mind, but the idea of a lap dance is my own personal hell.
I didn't intend my suggestion of The Ginger Man to be prescriptive. I was just wondering where my copy of The Beastly Beatitudes of Balthazar B was, and, well, time the legacy of SAT word-association exercises makes fools of us all.
54: It wasn't taken that way -- the location just seemed easier given Bear's schedule (and is easier for me/Smearcase/maybe Buck to get home frome).
51: So it is someone we can make fun of!
It's dishonest, and it's your job to react as if it's not.
But enough about customer service.
57: EXACTLY. I get hives just thinking about calling Verizon for just about the same reason.
Which famous authors can't we make fun of?
Dead ones excluded, I guess. There may be jokes to be made about Jorge Luis Borges' blindness or Nietzsche's digestion, but anybody making them around me will get some stern lecturing about respecting the physically challenged.
I think Nietzche's been thoroughly digested by now.
It's like a more honest form of waitressing. Well, some places. The way I did it. (Waitressing! Not the other thing. I don't have the physical coordination.) But yeah, I absolutely flirted for tips. If you just like flirting, it's almost accidental.
58: I did that recently. My DSL sucks ass. They're sending a truck.
I just moved to New York and have little idea of where stuff is or how long it takes to get to places. But I work in midtown, so I could probably find Ginger Man reasonably enough.
My DSL sucks ass. They're sending a truck.
To suck your ass? I'm not sure you'll enjoy that.
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Oh, drat. I'm about to be back in the US for a month (in order to properly turn 30, and to drop out of the PhD program) after a year in Germany, but I'm going to miss the meetup by 3 days. (Yes, I realize I was never more than an occasional commenter, but I lurked, damnit, I lurked! And I've been lurking lately. What with the nostalgia.)
Err, ok. /self-obsessed
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Didn't you come to a meetup or two, or maybe one of the UnfoggedDCons, once? I could swear I've met you. But I'm notoriously unreliable about that sort of thing.
Anyway, I'm sure we could gin up interest for another meetup in the next month sometime -- drinking after work isn't precisely a hard sell.
Am I wrong, or is JPS going to be in town sometime in October?
41, 43, 46, 53: I think LB in 46 has it exactly right. It's not even sexualized-space-vs-not; the same applies to any sort of social-space that's really about a particular, not-universally-shared, activity. I'm being an asshole if I insist friends always meet me at a Red Sox bar during games, say.
[Yes I know: bans self.]
67: If he is, I missed the mention , but that'd be another good reason for an October bar night.
66: yes, we've met a number of times. I'm going to go cry, now. I'll be in town from 9/24-9/29 or 30 (depends if I can get a ticket to the fun./Steel Train concert), and then again 10/11-14, so no worries. As you say, drinking's not that special an activity...
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Oh, hey, since I'm being annoying: any suggestions for a 3-day Iceland stopover, starting tomorrow? Already read this; lamb 'boat' sandwiches, visits to Nauthólsvík geothermal beach, the Blue Lagoon, and a board-gaming night are already on the itinerary.
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Gnomes. I hear they are big into gnomes.
40, 51, 56: Yeah, you guessed right. Why I'm going presidential. People who are FB friends with me will see the link when I write the article. Although the cognoscenti can probably figure out which publication it's going to be in with like, 3 or 4 guesses.
I am really hoping he is not a jerk. I don't think he will be, based on other interviews I've read, but with this missed-flight deal, it seems like he could be off his game a bit.
He's the most famous person I've ever interviewed. The second-most famous person (pre-Oscar win) was a complete asshole to me and my editor at the time.
72: ok, but, uh... say more. What do you suggest I do, with regard to these gnomes?
Well, finding them would probably be pretty impressive? I hear they're not doing too well over there. You could probably lure them with promises of underpants work.
(Step 1. Steal underpants.
Step 2. ?
Step 3. Profit!)
I don't want to say I won't go to gay bars with him at all, but can I say I don't want to make a habit of it? Am I a prude?
A thousand times no. There's probably some analogy I am forbidden to make that would demonstrate this. Anyway that place sounds lame across all identity boundaries. I'm trying to guess where it is.
As a first step, you could steer him to less objectionable gay bars. Does he know the words to "Maybe This Time"?!
Anyway that place sounds lame across all identity boundaries. I'm trying to guess where it is.
It sounds like Little Jim's. Of course, Little Jim's is in Chicago and calling the men who dance on the bar there "go-go boys" is . . . generous.
71: Hey! You've got good taste in travel writing. It's pretty hard to get out of Reykjavik in a 3 day time frame, since it takes about a half a day on the bus to get anywhere else. There's a little fish restaurant near the docks called Saegreifinn that has really good lobster soup (also whale kebabs, skippable).
I wonder if the NYC Ginger Man is related to the Ginger Man here. If so, M/tch and I should go have a beer there at the same time y'all are meet-upping. [Pause.] It appears to be, so I say the sympathetic meet-up is on!
75: I know it kind of defeats the point to ask that you be less gnomic, but ...
Regardless--even aside from my suspicions that the underpants->profit motive only drives the Rocky Mountains-dwelling subspecies, I really haven't any to spare.
Spend one of the days driving the Golden Circle. Absolutely worth it. If your rent a car rather than taking a tour bus, you won't have to be in a tour group!
I am sad about missing the NYC meetup.
We're long overdue for a Portland meetup, and last time it was just me and Emerson. At Unfogged as in most other respects, we are truly in the provinces.
79: I thought I remembered a place in Austin called The Ginger Man and wondered the same thing.
79/83: There's also one on N. Clark in Chicago. Across from Wrigley.
77: In Chicago I'd have guessed The Lucky Horseshoe. I had a grad school acquaintance who listlessly shook his ass for tips there. The atmosphere was one of such surrender, in the least decadent sense, you half expected the floor to be covered in discarded racetrack stubs.
Huh. Wikipedia says the many bars with that name are ganking it from the Donleavy novel.
85: Ahahaha. That is what I meant! And you're precisely right about the vibe. One night of boredom and brokeness had a tragic middle section at the Lucky Horseshoe where my friend got (mostly) naked and danced around trying to earn us enough money to do something more interesting. I think we left $5 richer than we went in. Golly.
67: Am I wrong, or is JPS going to be in town sometime in October?
I am scheduled to be in town 10/20-22 and I think I did mention it here. I'm sensitive to not making the NYers compelled to have meet-ups every time one of us provincials show up (as our schedules rarely line up), but I'll plan to be drinking in some bar on Wednesday and/or Thursday night and will be happy to disclose the location ... for $5.
"Listlessly shook his ass" is today's phrase that pays.
We're long overdue for a Portland meetup, and last time it was just me and Emerson.
Emerson is returning to Portland, you know.
70: Ack, I am uncouth. Actually, what I am is very easily confused about the connection between people I've met face to face and their internet handles -- I was chatting with teraz for a year at meetups before I retained the fact that [RealName] and teraz had suspiciously similar biographies, and were, in fact, the same person. Which is to say, there's someone I've met a number of times, but I wasn't dead sure in the moment that it was x.trapnel.
(I'm also brutally bad at faces, so I reintroduce myself to people I've met before all the time. If you want me to know who you are on first acquaintance, the safest bet is to develop an unusual hair color or some severe facial scarring.)
I didn't know Emerson had left Portland. Maybe this Facebook thing has some merit after all.
91: I didn't know, I'm not much on the facebook these days. We'll have to have a meetup. Could involve distillery tours, if others express interest.
93: Hmm, the bike rides to bars in small Minnesota towns he'd describe here wasn't a clue?
Maybe he's just one hell of a cyclist.
95: I thought he'd left Minnesota and moved to Portland already, like last year.
If you want me to know who you are on first acquaintance, the safest bet is to develop an unusual hair color or some severe facial scarring.
Is that why you cut people?
Does he move to Portland every year, like the swallows returning to San Whatever?
98: No, that's how I avoid giving the impression that I've cut people.
99: Do you mean the buzzards returning to Hinckley?
I thought he was still in St. Elizabeth's.
92.last: Isn't that what the knife fights are for?
Well, in any case, I'd had the wrong impression about Emerson's relocations. Here's hoping he finds Portland agreeable.
Most people find Portland agreeable.
Whatever you say, Jesus!
Come to think of it, that would be the perfect slogan or the visitors' bureau.
Come to think of it, that would be the perfect slogan or the visitors' bureau.
106, 107, or 108?
107 would make Portland more agreeable to Christine O'Donnell, certainly.
Emerson has explained the perambulations and peregrinations of his peripatetic lifestyle to me, in person and via email, at length, and I still get confused about whether he is here or in Portland at any given time. So don't feel bad.
This reminded me of Christine O'Donnell when I saw it.
http://table-for-1.tumblr.com/
Christine O'Donnell would likely find Portland disagreeable. Bush I referred to it as "Little Beirut" (nonsensically, but whatever), and we're pretty cool with masturbation.
I imagine the guys - or rather, people; she *is* a Republican - Christine O'Donnell famously screwed in college are a little embarrassed about it now.
I want to read an interview with one of them.
Sucky day. I want to discharge all my financial obligations and then spend the next X years driving the Golden Circle in Iceland, commenting from every national park/nice place on Earth and attending meet-ups in exceedingly cosmopolitan settings across the world. Why not me? That's all I want to know.
From my study of English Literature, I think 10,000 pounds* per annum should suffice.
*ca. 1830.
So does this bear.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/gallery/2010/sep/15/yoga-bear-finland#/?picture=366722335&index=0
You'd be the most eligible bachelor in Isklan?gaaarfjor.
Sorry about the sucky day, though.
119: Sure, the more the merrier, but I'm not sure they serve bears at the places I want to drink at.
121: It's mildly sucky, but I'm a big fat whiner when I really buckle down to it.
122.2: At least you're putting effort into something.
123: Actually I've been trying to think how to best help the Dems this November. Money to whom? And volunteer where? Maybe Sestak/Toomey here in Pa. is best. My Dem congressman is vulnerable, but the jackass was one of those who voted *for* the Stupak amendment and then made a big public deal out of voting against HCR so I can't really get up the energy to help him... I guess that scenario is repeated all over and is a big part of the problem. Bleagh.
Motorcycles are better escape vehicles than cars IME. I have escape fantasies pretty regularly, have not started asking my kid how he'd like the peripatetic life and likely educational handicap that comes with it, though. Also, would have to leave all those books behind.
You should take-up trying to save the old Civic Arena. Or trying to get it destroyed. I'm not sure which is best.
126 to 124. Unless lw wants a really big place to put books.
As long as we're talking meet-ups, Turgid Jacobian recently tried to drum up interest in a DC thing, which I timidly mention again here.
I'll be in DC in late Oct...recall that Mutombo actually went to Georgetown.
130: "went to" s/b "played basketball for"
126: Let 'em blow the damn thing up. I'm sometimes sentimental* about things like that, but a sports venue that's a noteworthy symbol of Pittsburgh's heavy-handed urban renewal whose specific construction killed any chance of the Hill District remaining a viable community connected to downtown.
*I also was a 7-yr old in NE Ohio when it opened, so ...
The Cook Political Report moves the Connecticut Senate race between Richard Blumenthal (D) and Linda McMahon (R) from "Lean Democrat" to "Toss Up."
Jesus Fucking Christ.
via TPM.
133: Ehhh, I haven't read the news today, oh boy, but get out the vote, for christ's sake, get out the vote.
So, send money Connecticut. Or invest in canned goods and ammo.
Or whine it about it on a blog.
136: Don't be handwringy, or whatever you're being. Look, there are targeted races in which GOTV efforts, and monetary contributions if possible, are welcome.
I haven't read the news today, oh boy
4,000 holes in Blackburn, Lancashire.
Let's put the bat signal out for NtEW. I've relied on him in the past to tell me where donations were likely to make a meaningful difference. I don't know how closely he's following things from Narnia, but he may have advice.
For some reason I re-read The Road over the last two evenings after I saw it lying around just to improve my state of mind. Along with depressing me, I knew it would annoy me--and it did! So basically, humans, morels and presumably gut flora and fauna are all that's left? Yeah, I know, wrong level to analyze it at.
Did anyone actually go see the movie?
138: You're right, sorry to inflict my mood. Somehow I was feeling a certain lack of sustained pessimism and alarmism on the blog ... can't quite put my finger on what that might have been due to.
142: I hadn't noticed a thing (a smiley emoti-symbol could go here).
I don't know who NtEW is, but in the meantime, there's Act Blue, which is mostly for contributing dollars, I think, though I haven't explored it in detail yet. It's going to take some more investigation to discover reasonably local states and races that could use some hands-on help.
Just realized I won't be available for door knocking this election season, because I'm defending my thesis (!) just after Election Day. That's the Dems problem all over: too many liberals defending theses.
Further to 143: I just realized that NtEW is Neil. Sorry about that.
145: Took me a second as well, at first I thought it was LB's kid misspelled and then an organization like Nibelungen: the Election Watch.
133 - Blumenthal is up by 6 points in the latest poll that came out. That's not a toss-up; Cook is just excited. Which doesn't mean that 138 is bad advice.
141: I did. It was OK. Dirty, in the way that movies about the End of the World tend to be when the makers want to hitch a ride on the authenticity train. The scenes with the wife were pretty annoying and the kid's voice often grated.
I didn't read the whole of the book, but a great deal of it seemed like throat-clearing, or warming-up, for that passage at the end ("In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery."), and one can't, or shouldn't, expect a movie to punch with weight like that, unless it's by Bresson or Kurosawa or some such.
I'm no longer depressed about this political season, because Tim Kaine just emailed to tell me I can have a free sticker. So that should pretty much turn the tide.
147: Yeah, I did see that; he is projecting it based on a possible continuing move to Repubs. I'm actually thinking there will be some move back towards the Dems once we get over this little hump of excitement with regard to these most recent primaries. But my pre-election voodoo psych up routine doesn't want me to say it out loud because that jinxes it. I expect when I get older I'll be much more calm and rational about this kind of thing.
147: Is that six points in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?
149: My son gave me a free sticker recently but it says "Ignore Alien Orders." He's either going through a Clash phase or the Tea Party is updating its slogans.
151: Putting Six Points in your pocket is likely to lead to a mess. Better to just drink 'em.
one can't, or shouldn't, expect a movie to punch with weight like that, unless it's by Bresson or Kurosawa or some such.
Can't one? Shouldn't one?
Schlegel spoke of a categorical imperative of genius.
EARLY WARNING: I may be in Los Angeles around the 26th and 27th of October. I am sorry for having pulled a false alarm before, but I think this trip may yet go ahead.
Also, not only does that "Table for 1" thing on Tumblr (like Livejournal circa 2002 - am I missing something?) suck, but here's a whole metafilter thread devoted to kicking the shit out of it. Metafilter people have a sort of rough but reliable justice.
Schlegel spoke of a categorical imperative of genius.
Schlegel didn't live long enough to hear "genius" used to describe any carcass with a Directors' Guild card.
155: Awesome! We should do a meetup. I'll call ahead for the hookers and cocaine.
125: Only if you don't get too excited by how well you're doing:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o2Iwtzkzjy0
Anyone interested in a Twin Cities meetup?
25: My advisor, who had "encouraged" me not to go on the market this year, changed his mind today. Whoopee! I've missed all of the mid-September deadlines, but can still apply for jobs with early October deadlines.
Most of my deadlines are in November and December; it seems like my subfield is unusually late. It's been odd seeing a lot of the people around me stressing out this week, and realizing that I have this to look forward to in a month.
the table-for-one thing didn't seem mean to me, just sort of interesting, in a she said be careful his bowtie is really a camera sort of way.
150: I expect when I get older I'll be much more calm and rational about this kind of thing.
Or course this made me laugh. I share your concern, and it's been freaking me out a bit that quite a few laypeople (discounting pundits and political bloggers) are so seemingly cavalier about this. I'm not sure why it is: is there a thought that as long as Democrats hold the executive branch, the legislative doesn't matter so much? But that's wrong, of course. Is it a thought that the Republicans won't actually do much damage in the legislative branch? Very wrong as well, from the sound of things.
It is probably time to turn to those sources that closely track centrally important races, start counting the numbers to a loss of actual control of the House and Senate, and so on. This isn't the place.
With respect to getting out the vote, there's also the simple fact that the media track turnout, and I don't enjoy listening to the emerging narrative regarding a conservative resurgence. Bullshit. Conservatives may be coming out of the woodwork, but surely liberals haven't winked out of existence.
163: Actually, it's not really the probable results of the election that is weighing on me, that is more just a symptom. It's where the discourse has gotten to. For instance the expiration of the tax cuts will raise the average tax bill of incomes in the $250K-$500K range all of ~$400. And of course that would still be on average thousands of dollars below their pre-2001 level since the tax cuts will stay for the first 250K. Match that with anything you're hearing from anyone in the media or even almost any Democrat.
164: I am aware.
Hey. Maybe we need a liberal version of Glenn Beck to have a show in which he (probably) belts out things like:
the expiration of the tax cuts will raise the average tax bill of incomes in the $250K-$500K range all of ~$400
Ahem. Sorry, I won't do that again.
163: is there a thought that as long as Democrats hold the executive branch, the legislative doesn't matter so much?
I think the thought is that the Republicans are going to win so you can't do anything. It looks to me like the Republicans are going to win the house but control of the Senate is a tossup/lean dem situation, so doing a lot of donating or getting out the votes would help there. But not many seem to quite get that - but then that's the way of it in every midterm. (Even if the D's lose the House it would be damn handy to hang on to the Senate. Makes it to force vetos and to vote to impeach.)
max
['Bah.']
160: Wanted to wait till Chopper was good and gone, huh? Probably wise. Yeah, I'm always up for a meet up. We have not had much lurker action at recent ones though -- anyone out there?
Natilo's in this thread, and we're talking politics, so it seems relevant: Good news from Minneapolis! Charges against three of the activists arrested two years ago during the Republican National Convention have been dropped.
Thus proving the truth of Frowner's comments in this thread (although discussion actually started in an earlier thread.):
The trials will be a huge PITA though--there are conspiracy charges, it sounds like. They'll be dropped or people will be found innocent but it will take a lot of time and energy.
If you weren't reading here at the time, we actually did a collection for legal defense costs.
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Does anyone else routinely wind up loading the web pages for the UN or the University of North Florida because they hit "enter" before autocomplete has done its work?
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Does anyone else routinely wind up loading the web pages for the UN
Mmm hmm.
128-130: as will we. Promising beginnings.
I'll be in Boston in late December and if I don't have any interviews you can be damn sure I'll be spending most of my time looking for, or consuming, ethanol.
December, you say? Be mindful, neb. The ice of Boston is muddy.
I can't listen to that now, Stanley; I'm listening to Richard Pinhas, Merzbow and Wolf Eyes tear it up.
I saw wolf eyes play live, once, and I had to leave because it was too loud.
Am I still ashamed? Fuck yes, I am.
I left a Zs concert once when they were still a sextet because the acoustics of the room (Renaissance Society at UofC) were so godawful.
I also sat in a front room while Orthrelm played OV in a different room because it was so incredibly loud.
I've always sat in a different room when Orthrelm played OV.
Yep. Pain in the ass. Nice rejoinder.
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NMM to Edwin Newman, but turns out you've been doing it wrong since August 13th. A bit odd, apparently The Times was surprised, too:
Correction: September 15, 2010
An earlier version gave the incorrect date for Mr. Newman's death. It was Aug. 13, not Monday, Sept. 13.
Actually I quite liked the guy as a TV journalist. As a prescriptive pedant, not so much.
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As a prescriptive pedant, not so much.
Yeah, from the NYT obituary:
Among the sins that set Mr. Newman's teeth articulately on edge were these: all jargon; idiosyncratic spellings like "Amtrak"; the non-adverbial use of "hopefully" (he was said to have had a sign in his office reading, "Abandon 'Hopefully' All Ye Who Enter Here"); "y'know" as a conversational stopgap; a passel of prefixes and suffixes ("de-," "non-," "un-," "-ize," "-wise" and "-ee"); and using a preposition to end a sentence with.
...
That could have been on purpose? Haha obit writer?
re: 175
Acoustic Ladyland were so loud when I saw them it was on the verge of getting painful. Certainly louder than any heavy metal band I've ever seen. Great, though.
Loudest band I ever heard was Tony Williams' Lifetime. Didn't expect that. Didn't think much to it either - couldn't hear McLaughlin over the rest.
Off topic, MICE WITH HUMAN BRAINS!!!
Perhaps she was thinking of the humans with mouse brains who would eventually vote for her?
re: 184
Yeah, I've mentioned several times on here that I think McLaughlin during that Bitches Brew/In A Silent Way/Extrapolation/Jack Johnson phase is probably my favourite guitarist ever. But I never really rated Lifetime at all. Still, would have been nice to have been able to see them.
185: I love that story. "One is a genius and the other is insane . . ."*
*Is this a joke only Amurricans get? It's a line from the theme song for a cartoon about genetically enhanced lab mice: Pinky and the Brain.
Of that which we cannot squeak we mice be silent.
re: 187
Tonight, we are going to take over the world ...
I have a fond memory of the Boo Radleys' post-Wake Up! tour, which was dominated by their sheer horror at the number of people who thought they were all shiny and happy having heard the single on the radio and not listened to the words.
As a result they decided to go noisecore and blast away the Mike Gigglers. I've never seen so much backline packed onto a stage, and each song was basically three minutes of gutquaking blitzkrieg with very faint traces of JAMC-ish melody. I have never heard anything louder before or since, and I do wonder if my hearing was permanently affected.
I saw them at Leeds University student union - the effect on the crowd wasn't quite as dramatic as it was at some other gigs before that, as probably 70% of them had read about it in the NME. On the other hand, it was possibly even louder with practice. Earlier in the tour there were walkouts and things were thrown, but this was Leeds and the goths were delighted.
I've been to plenty of (very) loud shows and pressed up against the speakers at raves, but Wolf Eyes was different. Partly the room was small, partly there was so much treble, partly it was just the arrhythmic constant intensity of it, but the sound filled the space in an almost literally nauseating way. When I left I didn't feel like I'd made a conscious decision to leave; it was more like I'd been squeezed out by the noise and deposited on the sidewalk.
I should also say that I was wearing earplugs, so it wasn't like it was ear pain.
191/92: The Secret of Terror Castle! (Spooky organ drives folks out of castle. The Three Investigators find out why!)
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Is it wrong of me that my main reaction to this news is to hope that thw wazzocks concerned don't turn out to be Muslim?
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But what, other than radical Islam, could possibly provoke an attack on the Pope? Oh, wait:
14 of the most recent 22 English Catholic priests to be convicted of serious child abuse crimes are still priests - one of them 10 years after he was released after serving a three year jail sentence.
195. Except apparently they're not British. Belgians? That might do it.
196: And they only make the chocolate to get to the Pope.
196: Belgians want to kill everybody.
Relax, wasn't she just telling us that she had gained weight and was allergic to healthy stuff. Besides, you only have to run faster than me.
You New Yorkers should have the meetup at the free Hodgman show.
Yay! If you bring cards, I promise not to revoke as much as I did last time. (Honestly, I'm still terribly embarrassed about that.)
204:
You posted in the wrong thread. Masturbation against O'Donnell is next door.
Absolutely, I'll bring cards.
Is it really possible that the meetup location got changed from Fresh Salt to the Gingerman? That seems contrary to the order of things.
Lastly, 146's "Nibelungen: the Election Watch" did not get sufficient appreciation.
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Iceland is pretty neat so far. Tonight I met up with another travelling person for Icelandic tapas--she did the whole 7-plate extravaganza, but I had neither the hunger nor bravery for that. Instead: foal filet w/ Calvados sauce, Sea-trout w/ pepper-salsa, lamb Samfaina. And patatas bravas, because I am boring. All were fantastic.
I'll see about the lamb 'boat' sandwich tomorrow. Perhaps as dinner, when I get back from Blue Lagoon (but before I go to a board-games meetup).
During the fight from Frankfurt, I started reading Jar City (scroll down), a Reykjavik crime thriller, but in hindsight that might not be the best sort of background reading.
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I spent a few weeks in Iceland in 1985, and remember having the worst food imaginable. Like, almost literally inedible food, and not just the weird traditional specialties but even pizza restaurants were just insanely bad. I know Iceland has basically turned into a combination Williamsburg/Wall Street in the Mid-Atlantic since, but it's still amazing to hear someone's impression of Reykjavik be "awesome food."
I will be attending this meetup. The Ginger Man sounds fine, provided no one's planning on bringing any children.
210: I wouldn't say that's what stands out for me the most; that would probably be the look of the place, and the super down-to-earth parliament building. I'm just saying it was a nice (super expensive) meal, with baby horse meat.
The Ginger Man sounds fine, provided no one's planning on bringing any children ketchup demons.
Since this is kinda, sort of a meta-thread:
My selective trip back to the late-2007 archives for more reams of blog hate /introspection yielded this bit of (now) timely advice from Emerson: As I understand, people who get in and out at the right times do very well during financial disasters. The big comment-derivative scandal of 2010 is our friend, if we play it right.
Teo!
Glad I checked back. This new joint is walkable-ish for me. Well, not really, but it's still closer.
For those who would like a refreshing swim and spa before the meetup (I might show up) (not sure about availability of a bicycle valet):
The 57-story Setai Fifth Avenue, a condo-hotel between 36th and 37th Streets, has faceted windows and a lighted steel crown designed by Gwathmey Siegel & Associates, and is asking nearly $4,000 per square foot. The developer, Bizzi & Partners, would not divulge sales figures.The Setai's condos come with access to a host of amenities, including what the building's Web site refers to as "the blissful experience of exceptional service." Then there is the "aquatic area" in the 11,500-square-foot spa: "two experiential showers, a vitality pool, sauna, steam, an ice cave and a social hammam," an elaborate saunalike room.
Solly Assa, the owner of Assa Properties, which developed the Cassa Hotel and Residences in Midtown, said that although the mainly foreign buyers at his property were willing to pay $950,000 to $18 million for the condos, they were looking to save money on carrying costs. So the Cassa will offer many of hotel amenities "à la carte" instead of including them in the common charge. The lower monthly fees, starting at about $1,200, are one reason the apartments have sold quickly, allowing him to raise prices three times already, he said.
...An ice cave? In case one is looking for one's spirit animal?
An ice cave?
New York is getting weirder. Looking forward to seeing y'all.
New York is getting weirder.
If only. See you tonight.
Oooh. I messed up, in that I promised to collect a parent from dental surgery, and then forgot about it. (My mother knows me well enough to remind me.) There is a possibility that I will still be able to make it, but the probability is low. This is disappointing. Can I hopefully ask: how frequent are nyc area meet ups?
Show up later, doña. They may not happen that often, but they can last.
222: We probably average four or more a year, I'd guess? You certainly shouldn't feel bad about standing up a bunch of random strangers -- another meetup will come around soon enough. Probably at Fresh Salt.
More dangerous dancing/knife-fighting at the UK meetups.
Will if I can, Sifu, but it's also in Westchester. Or thereabouts. Up north it gets confusing.
More dangerous dancing/knife-fighting at the UK Knifecrime Island meetups.
Sounds like it should be a Disney ride. The Wee Isle of...Sporks.
I'm wearing a tie today. I feel like I'm apologizing for last week when I wore ripped old jeans and a T-shirt.
I've noticed, as I've gotten older, a tendency to make life choices based on wardrobe. Mainly, "Can I wear jeans and a tanktop?"
More meta: you know what's weird? When you come up with what you think is a neologism and you Google it to check, and the single search result is an Unfogged comment (by ogged, no less).
231: That's one thing I like about my job. Although I'm all suited up today, mostly due to laundry failure.
If I remember my Christian mythology correctly, I believe it was Jesus who was left hanging.
Yes, but they knew not what they did, which is exculpatory.
Ignorance of the law basic human decency is no excuse.
This seems like the right place to lament that as of, er, sometime, The Algonquin will be known as The Marriott Algonquin. File under: oh, for fuck's sake.
The Algonquin still exists?!?!?
File also under WTFIWWP (what the fuck is wrong with people?) and HTNS (have they no shame?).
Someone needs to write the proper Dorothy Parker response. Don't look at me; I ain't that clever.
239: Fresh Salt hasn't driven it out of business yet.
240: Surely you can do better than this.
Awesome that the former home of "get out of these wet clothes and into a dry martini"* will now be controlled by Mormons. On the other hand, I stayed at the Algonquin a few years ago and it totally sucked as a hotel.
*No I am not taking the 5 minutes it would take to check if this line actually came from the Algonquin round table, or just seems like it should have.
It's such a fine line between Dorothy Parker and Dr. Seuss.
243: It's Benchley, although I don't know where he was when he said it.
Benchley said it (more or less), but not first.
Looking at the linked snark, I have two questions:
1) the place has had the same name for nearly a century, but in what sense is it the same place? There are some few places that have really fabulous architecture that makes them perennials, but that doesn't seem to be true here; there are a bunch of places in Chicago and DC that were great long ago but are now zombie shells with the same name. The extension to humans is left as an exercise for the reader.
2) Is there any completion for "You seem like the type of woman who..." which could sound good to an actual women when spoken by a stranger?
I wonder who invented dipping a finger into some water, wiping said finger on somebody's shirt and then saying, "You need to get out of these wet clothes and into a dry martini."?
You seem like the type of woman who...
...would like a cheque for $10,000 with no strings attached. Here you are.
I was a little on the fence (gotta write a research statement), but The Ginger Man claims to have Rodenbach Grand Cru on tap, so I'll definitely be there.
248.2: just about anything from this should work.
250. Did you type $ or £ ? Also, I thought the UK had just gone checkless-- I was hoping for something contemporary.
Do women generalize with each other? Does the idea that accepting or offering generalizations is a sign of trust? Generalizations couched in slang should count double somehow.
Whhoopps, grammr gone despite martini-free lunch. Please read 253 as Does...trust hold up.
Also, I thought the UK had just gone checkless-- I was hoping for something contemporary.
I hope not, I've just written a cheque to the water company and another to my Mastercard company. They'd better accept them.
Liveblogging oughta start any minute now. K-sky, don't you already have a laptop out? Let's do this.
Hold your horses, Sifu, I'm still at my desk drafting discovery subpoenas.
I'm sitting in my office, and will be leaving in a little over an hour. How frequently would you like me to update between now and then?
That leaves you about an hour to pick up the switchblade for the knife fight. Good luck.
258, 259: continuing today's pace of every five-to-ten minutes will be fine.
259: Have you started drinking yet, though? No bottle of pineau de charentes hidden in the file cabinet?
I'm leaving for the train now and should be there around 7:30.
I'm imagining a tracking map like in Rat Race.
Is teo Whoopi, or Mr. Bean?
Are you John Cleese, or am I?
My loudest concert was Motorhead at Hammerjacks in Baltimore. My ears rang for a week. Now I have permanent tinnitus.
My loudest concert was Motorhead at Hammerjacks in Baltimore. My ears rang for a week. Now I have permanent tinnitus.
262: A lovely idea, but sadly no.
266, 267: Are you hearing a persistent echo?
I should be there around eight.
Oh good; maybe now the streams of spam coming from the Algonquin and from Marriott to my gmail account will combine into one less-frequent stream of spam.
Per 79, Kraab's on the hook for sympathetic meetup liveblogging. Let's do this.
I'm having a sympathetic knife fight. It's me and a letter opener vs. my desk. Let's see who wins!
I'm having a sympathetic knife fight. It's me and a letter opener vs. my desk. Let's see who wins!
Halford musta gone to a concert.
If nobody else is going to liveblog this meetup, I will. And you know you don't want that.
HOLY CRAP THIS PLACE IS AWESOME. ONLY BEEN HERE 10 MINUTES AND ALREADY K-SKY IS SLOOOOOSHED OMG BODY SHOTS GOTTA GO
TEO WAS JUST LIKE I AIN'T SEEN THIS MANY HARDBODIES SINCE LAST TIME I WAS AT A SEÑOR FROGS AND I WAS LIKE WHAAAAA AND HE WAS LIKE YAH BRAH THAT SHIT IS TIGHT
OH DAMN UR NOT GONNA BELIEVE WHO PUKED. DAMN, GIRL IT AIN'T EVEN 8PM!
Sifu? Sifu, do you read me? Is anyone making out yet?
CAN'T TELL MAN TRYING TO GIVE BLANDING'S THE HEIMLICH AFTER HE ATE SOME ATOMIC HOT WINGS OFF THE FLOOR
So is the Marriott Algonquin really awesome?
OK, so now we know that there are two Unfoggedetatrians who've had sex while handcuffed in the back of a police car.
Give Sifu some credit: could be one twice.
"Unfoggedetatrians" = some more reasonable term that I'm too lazy to get right. What what's his face uses for instance.
I can liveblog if they won't. I'm at a bar to see a friend's band. At our table there are big gaps in knowledge about the song "Baker Street" and the movie The Toy.
I'm in my living room, eating a bowl of Peanut Butter Crunch.
I just finished a sandwich that featured maybe more kalamata olives than it needed.
I would totally pass on the Peanut Butter Crunch.
I'm reading about supplemental federal subject-matter jurisdiction.
Not that there's anything wrong with Peanut Butter Crunch (with milk, I assume, unless you're one of those odd ducks who eats cereal dry or, bizarrely, in orange juice) at 10:30 p.m.
Update! A friend broke up with his girlfriend, because she stole $500 from his bank account.
We just watched Idiocracy, and now I'm reading about javascript.
Or wait, no, that's not it at all! I'm in New York! At the meetup! And super hammered! And, uh, yeah, road trip to South Of The Border! And um Jackmormon just punched a cop! I swear!
304: Maybe she gave it to orphans and kittens.
I'm trying to write an email to my young cousin the law student, but my wife just wants to plan a cycling trip to Zion.
306: You know about JQuery, right? Guaranteed to make your life easier if you're doing Javascript.
I'm, um, sitting on my couch with CONCACAF Champions League on the TV. I should really get something to eat.
309: do I ever. We can't use it at work, though. Too slow.
I just got back from taking my daughters to Back to School Night/Scholastic® Book Fair, and now I'm drinking. These things are not unrelated.
A friend broke up with his girlfriend, because she stole $500 from his bank account.
How does that happen? Do people routinely have girl/boyfriends with access to their bank accounts? I guess if you're all but married.
I'm drinking beer on top of licorice (strawberry). It isn't bad, as long as you wait a little bit between the two.
I'm going crazy.
No way! So am I! Crazy coincidence.
315: She forged his signature? Harsh, man.
I have put off planning tomorrow morning's class, and am going to bed.
Christ, I hate Scholastic. You go in expecting, like, Aquinas and Abelard, but then there's all this Littlest Pet Shop and Barbie and shit.
a cycling trip to Zion
Don't even think that when you post a comment from there, you'll be the first. (Also: can I come?)
I think I've nearly convinced myself that the apparently awful job prospects this year are in fact a good thing because they give me an excuse to do another postdoc job where I won't have to teach! And maybe I can live in a nice place like the Bay Area or Boston for a while! And surely there will be many more faculty jobs in the next few years since there are so few right now, right? ... right?
I like that parsimon thinks that anybody ever looks at the signature on checks.
I mean, I don't mean that mean-spiritedly. It's sweet.
then there's all this Littlest Pet Shop and Barbie and shit.
Barbie? I thought your kids went to hippie-dippie school (maybe I'm thinking of JRoth). Wow, in any case.
The story of Abelard has such a nice lesson for children, though.
And surely there will be many more faculty jobs in the next few years since there are so few right now, right? ... right?
And correspondingly more applicants!
322: You're supposed to at least practice the signature before you try it.
The thing is there were actually quite a few last year and I was like "fuck applying early, I don't want to have to travel that much for interviews", and then I proceeded to do even more travel but without the interviews. Win!
I remember some functionary at the closing on our house. She had a signature where she signed her name pretty much normally, if a bit vigorously, and then started making a design around it. Not like drawing a pony and a hearts, but an elaborate curly line through and around her signature. I assumed it was to prevent forgery.
And surely there will be many more faculty jobs in the next few years since there are so few right now, right? ... right?
Maybe. Or we're seeing the beginning of the de facto end of tenure. Though, as I think about it, I doubt this is true in your field. But it may be in mine!
324: Oh, it's just this yearly bullshit where Scholastic sets up racks of their wares in the library for a week. Scholastic publishes a lot of crap. Anyway, you might be thinking about JRoth and his kids' Waldorf(?) school; mine go to public school, because I want them to be down with the gente.
I used to have to forge a friend's signature all the time in order to file reimbursements for an organization in college. The way I wrote it was much more consistent than the way I write my own. I wonder if there's any test that detects unreasonably consistent mimicry from one instance to another to detect careful forgers.
I sent you a polite note via email today, Jesus, and I'm disappointed that you've ignored me.
Or we're seeing the beginning of the de facto end of tenure.
Two of the places that do have openings this year don't give tenure to junior faculty anyway, which I realize is a different sort of issue than the one you're referring to, but it's still troubling. I have mixed feelings about whether to even apply to them.
Waldorf(?) school
It's got apples and walnuts, but I don't know if it has enough mayo to count.
332: Yeah, I was thinking of JRoth's Waldorf kids; you're just hippie-dippie in my mind, babe. About Scholastic, now that you mention them as publishers, I've heard of them. Too bad about the back to school event. I hope to god there weren't too many pink horsies involved.
right? ... right?
Right. There's always plenty of TT's. And in live post meet-up blogging, meetup is over. I got a fricking stomach cramp. Not used to drinking carbonated beverages. Then argued with a willfully obtuse cabbie over how to get to my place without doing a tour of the city. And then I paid twenty bucks. Fucking subway repairs.
334: Oh, right. I was going to reply after I had a chance to check my calendar, which I haven't yet. But I may go hear Wrack if I'm not covering some other damn performance. And since you've brought up off-blog communication, others may care to note that your "polite note" was in the form of a command.
About Scholastic, now that you mention them as publishers, I've heard of them.
They do Harry Potter and Clifford and a bunch of other kids stuff.
337: On the plus side, one of their teachers is astonishingly hott.
The story of Abelard has such a nice lesson for children, though.
The Abelard and Héloïse puppet show in Being John Malkovich cracks me up every time I think of it.
We should all get jobs at the University of North Florida.
343: Me also. The rest of the movie, not so much.
anybody ever looks at the signature on checks.
My bank once stopped a check I wrote, claiming that the signature didn't match the once they had on file. When I contested this at the branch, the teller snootily told me that I needed to learn to write more legibly and refused to waive the stoppage fee. I have never wanted to kill someone so much in my life.
Right now, I'm drinking sweet, delicious Dogfish Head Raison D'Etre, watching The Weather Channel, and preparing to go to bed.
The story of Abelard has such a nice lesson for children, though.
Live reenactments by/to sinners are a hit at the no sex before marriage O'Donnell faith clinics.
My bank once stopped a check I wrote, claiming that the signature didn't match the once they had on file. When I contested this at the branch, the teller snootily told me that I needed to learn to write more legibly
Legibly?!?
Forging signatures that are remotely like mine, that is, scrawling and sloping to the right, isn't very difficult; signatures by left-handed people, or those who write in a very up-and-down, vertical pattern, are more difficult.
Regarding the check thief, I made a "withdrawl method" joke that went totally unappreciated.
The meetup was very good. Jackmormon threatened to cut a bunch of dudes if they didn't give us their ample couch space. When they complied, she sent them on a fool's errand to flirt with the poor fiancees we'd been crammed next to. Lizardbreath feigned surprise that I had had a former pseud. Teraz gave me only slightly erroneous subway directions. Mssrs. Blandings and Smearcase distinguished themselves, and from one another. Teo bridged/tunneled to victory. Comma enter 9 was appropriately cryptic. A White Bear limned the jewiness of her students. Nearly everybody got up and left at once, and I walked the wrong way home out the subway on the other end, delaying by minutes my violations of off-blog confidentiality.
Also, Sifu was amazing. That girl can party.
Some guy just showed up with a sax and is sitting in. impromptu rock sax!
351: Mssrs. Blandings and Smearcase distinguished themselves, and from one another.
Helpful!
352: I draped my laundry on the back of a chair. Impromptu sock racks!
I wondered what the state transitions for a Turing machine with a vocabulary of two symbols ('1' and '0') that would multiply two numbers (represented as strings of '1', separated by '0', the output following another '0' after the second), so I came up with some.
I secretly delighted in neb's faulty syntax.
You know what makes a nice birthday party favor? Half a tab of oxycodone, that's what.
Update! A friend broke up with his girlfriend, because she stole $500 from his bank account.
It's like an after school special. "Don't date druggies, they like to steal".
The story of Abelard has such a nice lesson for children, though.
It has a fairly pointed lesson for teachers too. "Keep your hands to yourself or be prepared to lose your undercarriage".
We should all get jobs at the University of North Florida.
Alas, Florida Coastal University, which has a job in my field, is five and a half hours away.
301: I'm reading about supplemental federal subject-matter jurisdiction.
Bave--After everything you read here, why did you go decide to go to law school?
360: Who was in charge of setting up the Unfogged Corporation for Doing Stuff? Weren't we to head up the strangely Heideggerean drama department? ("We have both kinds of theater! Greek and German!")
Update! A friend broke up with his girlfriend, because she stole $500 from his bank account.
I had a friend get back together with the girl who took a similar amount (via credit cards, I think). I always liked her, and not solely because she often bought the drinks.
I always liked her, and not solely because she often bought the drinks.
The friend first raised an eyebrow when she insisted on picking up the $200+ tab for a four-person dinner without batting an eye. The unraveling came when several people saw her at a music venue rooting through purses for credit cards. Later that night she tried to use the cards at a bar whose tender knew her real name (plus the cards had already been reported stolen and were thus declining). Identity theft: hard to do in a small town.
Anyway, the check-writing thing was so blatant that it seems like a cry for help, so maybe that'll happen.
It could just be a cry for more money.
358: don't traffic in negative stereotypes. Many, many druggies prefer to share.
Those are fake drugs, Sifu. The only real drugs are the ones that make you want to stab your fellow man.
I think we should have it at Fresh Salt.
Oh.
Probably should have. I forget what a cranky old woman I am about background noise: FS isn't silent, but it's pretty quiet by bar standards, and The Ginger Man was loud. But other than that, it was a good time.
Oh yeah I was more just making a distinctly non-riotous Smearcase=Gracie Allen joke than actually critiquing the choice. I do find myself only able to engage much with the people directly beside me in such places, though.
The obvious solution to background noise is to have your conversation in an Unfogged thread. You all have smartphones, right?
With a simple legal pad and ruler for drawing lines between comments, we could replicate a comment thread by passing the pad around. It'd be a riotous good time.
Then we could scan it and post it to the blog later.
What's a ruler? Like, a laser pointer for old people or something?
All kidding aside, I'm not sure how I feel about LB's suggestion, as it seems likely to lead to people bringing drafting compasses to meetups. And, really, that's just a recipe for more stabbiness.
372: But will that support threaded comments?