Archive for April, 2009

had ‘em today, deep-fried. they reminded me of clam strips, but more testicle-like.

fort collins also introduced me to my first honky tonk bar. or at least i think it’s a honky tonk bar, but i can’t really know for sure since i’ve never actually been to one. it was like scorekeepers in ann arbor, except with country music and cowboy hats and giant belt buckles and line dancing. and not just bad wedding shuffles to 70′s-era stevie wonder, but lots of different complicated line dances. and separate ones for different songs. and the menfolk dance too. it was nothing short of a revelation. besides for the white/asian thing and likely conservatism, these are totally my people.

work sent me here to look at colleges and write about them. my impressions: university of colorado-boulder (my first stop) is a lot like ann arbor, but in the mountains and hence way more beautiful.

(note: i did not take this picture. i do not have access to a helicopter or plane or blimp, but the pics i took were crappy and honestly, if the pics are crappy and unfunny, what’s the point? besides copyright infringement)

i know i could look this up on the internets, but could someone explain to me why you get dehydrated from the altitude? so so so thirsty, goddamn.

SPOILER ALERT if you watch obscure tv.

most people do not know who dean winters is, but that’s because most people have no taste and watch bad tv. yet dean winters has appeared in three great/pretty good shows i watch — all in the past week. WEIRD. even weirder, dean winters has died of gunshot wounds on two of those shows. lastly, i would just like to point out dean winters’s range:

terminator: sarah connor’s righteous and adorable ex-bf. shot in the chest trying to protect john connor.
life on mars: main character’s deadbeat dad. shot in the chest trying to kill the main character, who happens to be his son from the future (work with me here, people).
30 rock: liz lemon’s self-diagnosed sexaholic ex-boyfriend. does not die. yet? just kidding, i don’t know any spoilers for 30 rock.

all this is to point out i watch a lot of television. and i love dean winters.

congrats, roommate, on the steep curve of your career path. i will be using your success in the future.

between this and my b-school news last week, things are looking up for apt. # 707.

dc voted 97 percent (or so) for obama in november, yet the GOP has a dc office — and kind of in the middle of the gayborhood.

the sign reads: “the door bell is out of order. please knock hard.”

this really isn’t that funny, but i like the thought of a jcrew-clad, well-heeled republican banging on this glass door. har har har.