I Win

When you put a lot of graduate students in a room together, what you usually wind up with is a pissing contest where everyone tries to prove that he or she is the busiest person in the room. Screw that. I know I’m the busiest person in the room, so I have nothing to prove.

New Stuff. Sort Of.

Our front porch has a new column. Actually, it’s a restoration of an old column that disappeared sometime during the 45-year history of our house. Yes, the house is old enough that I’m speaking in terms of “restoration”.

And my mom has a new Hyundai. Which means that I’ll soon be inheriting her six-year-old, very low-mileage Buick. Which means that our garage will now house a Buick and an Oldsmobile. Which means that Mark and I are well on the way to being the old codgers we desperately so long to be.

Strangely enough, that six-year-old Buick will be the same age my 1991 Toyota was when I bought it, not to mention the same age my 1974 Firebird was when I bought it. I’m not a fan of brand new cars. I’ve only ever bought one, and it was the worst piece of shit I’ve ever owned.

Videolog: I Dream Alone


I Dream Alone
The Graphic, 1984

That’s The Graphic, a/k/a the Triad’s own Treva Spontaine and the Graphics, via Duncan. I didn’t even know there was a video for this song, although I have a nice recording of a WUAG station ID that features it, and them, and was assembled by him.

I leave you alone now, both to dream and to decipher those pronouns.