July 2002 Archives
God's honest truth. Nuff said.
Tried to give plasma today. I know, I know. Kind of intense. Called, they said to come down, went down, and they couldn't fit me in. Why'd they say to come down, then? Yeah. So they gave me five bucks. For "goodwill". I think may be onto something here.
Do not watch televised Tour de France coverage before going on a bike ride. You are not Lance Armstrong.
The format has changed. Okay, we had three groups of ten, and they would all perform, and three would advance. Then there was a special show where they picked one more wild card. So now we got ten.
Now we see ALL of them sing, every show, and vote for our favorites. This week, we drop the two lowest vote-getters. Every week after, we drop the single lowest vote-getter. So we're going to see the same people again and again, which I think is better for the show. The viewers will form attachments instead of just seeing them once. And they're live now, so we get all the little comments the judges & hosts make. Fun.
Simon, the judge everyone hates, is brilliant. Everything he says is true! Paula and Randy are just wimpy. They say negative things sometimes, but they surround it with happy nice crap. Simon's just like, "If you were to be selected as the American Idol, that would be a disaster."
The part that's amazing to me is that I think the show is going to work. There are a couple truly great performers on the show, and I think one of them will be selected.
I have to gush about my favorites. Clear second-best, in my mind, is Tamyra. But Justin is AMAZING. How could anyone not love Justin? No one holds a candle to him.
If you haven't been watching, go to their excellent web site. It has archives of all the performances, features and bios on the performers, and some hilarious video clips from earlier rounds of auditions. God, I sound like a commercial.
Once a year, every year, the date is July 11. Yes, you're catching on: 7-11. And they give you free Slurpees! Hurry: Find the closest 7-11 to you.
From Jessica:
Brian, our Tri-Met driver volunteer, just told me about an amazing chance
meeting. It said:
You: Driving the #5 bus. You let me know you weren't wearing any panties.
What would you do if I called out "Back door, please?"
While Mike, Fiona, and I waited around, Jessica chatted the ear off one of the German guys who runs the new scooter shop by Stumptown. She must have said the right things, cause he chance meetinged her! I can't link direct, but type "Jessica" in here and hit search.
Google's translation: "Scooter shop. We conversed one stay, I knew immediately that I you to see
again would like. Too shyly to ask, I hope for your answer."
It brings up the question of chance meeting etiquette. She's flattered, of course, but she is, after all, my girl. If she goes by the scooter shop again, should she pretend she didn't see it? Should she avoid the scooter shop? Or should I just go and beat him up?
Lewis & Clark College was on the Jim Lehrer Newshour, with Michael Mooney talking about how expensive it is to go there because they do things like bring Lech Walesa as graduation speaker. Transcript and RealVideo stream.
When I go out in the rain, my feet get wet, because the soles of my shoes have worn through. This is what eventually happens to cheap skate shoes. Obvious solution: new shoes. Obvious problem: I'm totally broke. Clever solution: eBay sneaks. They're kind of, uh, red, yeah.
I owe you these. I know of great things you don't, so I am sharing.
- Night Cabbie. A SF cabbie who can write, and does. Amazing stories. (Admittedly, if you live in San Francisco, you probably do know about this column. My bad.)
- Thirteen minutes and nineteen seconds of new music released on the mp3-only monotonik label. They call it "c64.gametune.hiphop.mashup.evilness." Yeah, that works.