Saturday, April 17, 2004
I am currently waiting for my laundry to get out of the dryer, and I am steadfastly not doing work because today was a Hell Second Only to the Horrors of Move-In Day. Thusly, I blog.
Have you seen Subservient Chicken? It's extremely well done and therefore quite worrying. Apparently it's somehow affiliated with Burger King... if you tell him to eat McDonald's he flips you off. Oh, you can hate that under all the cleverness it's got corporate backing, but you really have to give Burger King credit for coming up with something as awesome as this.
All art school classes are now over, except for the ADP final on Monday, which everyone is flipping out over. There isn't much of a way to study for it, and no one did really well on the midyear, so it shouldn't be a good time at all. Alas. I also have to write my ADP final paper, and a long final research paper for english. Cat only knows when these will get done.
The reason why this day was so very evil is that I removed the carpet and the loft today. The carpet removal took 3 and a half hours and involved lots of wriggling around in dust and filth, the moving of every piece of furniture in the room, and judicious use of heavy duty scissors. The scissors did cut the carpet, but they protested a great deal about it. My right forefinger has now swollen to an uncomfortable degree, probably due in part to this.
The loft removal took around 4 hours. It was disassembled by yours truly, using nothing more than an adjustable wrench, a handsaw, a hammer, and a chisel. And, apparently, a steady hand for the use of such tools. The girl who's buying it off of me was present, but was completely incapable of wielding any of the tools... she couldn't unscrew the bolts, she couldn't do more than a couple of strokes with the saw, and she could only make weak taps with the hammer and chisel. So the task fell to me. Now my arms are sore in all sorts of fun ways, and my back is beginning to complain as well.
Anyways, I did get it all done, and I have to wake up early tomorrow to get the bed out of storage. The procedure of removing carpet, removing loft, and rearranging all the furniture in anticipation of bed return took up the entire day, and therefore all of my beautiful plans to write both my papers have gone to pot.
It is currently a fantastical 84? in my room, with the window open and the fan on, which makes matters quite unpleasant. One would have thought that it would cool down as the night went on, but this is clearly not the case. A quick glance at Weather.com indicates that tomorrow will be even hotter than today, but will (hopefully) be followed by something of a cool down on Monday.
ha ha! take that, jeter!
Er, yes. I do admit that I was in a fit of high spirits after the Red Sox game on Friday night. As my hallmates can relate. There was quite a bit of yelling. Kevin came by later to say hello, and said that there had been a lot of yelling from Adam's room earlier, which was the only way he (Kevin) had even known the Sox were playing that day. Ha ha. Anyways, that fit of happy insanity was what led to the quick and dirty little piece of photoshopping you see above.
I do hope that you all saw the game. No excuses, it was broadcast nationally. A 6-2 victory! And that was with the pitching change due to rain delay that had us starting the series off with Wakefield instead of Schilling. Not to worry, however, the curveball served us well for a number of innings. Our closers were relatively worrisome, but it all worked out in the end.
Giambi and Jeter both had errors, which was really quite lovely to watch. We expect no less of them. A-Rod was booed mercilessly by the fans. Someone who isn't a Red Sox fan might be confused by that, as we were campaigning quite hard to get him on our team before the season started, but one must bear in mind the Sox fan mentality. In many instances it's the uniform you're booing, not necessarily the player. We love Nomar, but let's admit it: if he put on Yankee pinstripes, he'd get booed right out of Fenway.
And you know the win wasn't a fluke, since we won today (Saturday... looking at the time this'll post on Sunday, but it's still Saturday in my mind) as well! 5-2! That was with Schilling pitching... I don't think he stayed in as long as Wakefield did, though. Eh, I don't know, I didn't get to see the game, as it wasn't on TV. I think that all Red Sox/Yankees games should be nationally broadcast. Screw this regional business.
Detroit won again today, bringing their record up to 7-4! Egads. What is going on? They've got a better percentage than the Sox do right now. This has gotten the attention of some of my less sportistically-inclined hallmates. I am now not the only one on the hall with crazed sport ramblings on my message board. It's a very exciting time for a team to go from being the worst team in baseball (which the Tigers were last year) to a pretty damn good ballclub.
Oh, we had our final critiques for CFC. Some of them were pretty impressive, and some were pretty lame. This was the class we had to make an installation piece for.
Mine, sadly, was one of the lamer ones. I'd post pictures of it, but it really doesn't convey it properly. You kind of had to be there. Plus there was a sound component which was vital to the experience of the installation, and I'm not uploading any mp3 files to my webspace. Frelling enormous, they are.
Some people had pretty good stuff and oh poo I've got to go get my stuff out of the dryer. Well, I wasn't going to, but I put the pictures up anyways. Enjoy them, but remember that almost all of these had sound involved, some had moving video, some had smell, and all were meant to be interacted with to some degree... so you can't really get a feel for them here.
But that should be good enough. Good night, all.