Mon Oct 14 18:19:00 EDT 2002

...I think, I sink, and I die

I'm listening to "Undone" from Weezer's set at the 2002 Reading festival. They've got mp3's of very nearly the entire set up on their audio-video page, until tomorrow at any rate.

Am I just a sucker for crowd noise?

Oh yeah. And tomorrow, if anyone's reading this who doesn't know and should, the Strokes are in Omaha.

I am psyched.

Monday, October 14, 11:00 CDT

Stephen, apparently dissatisfied with the vagueness of recent research-related rambling, posted a nice little breakdown of (historical) research. His point about primary and secondary sources, fundamental as it is, is the kind of thing that undergrads really ought to have beaten into their heads from day one. Actually, it's the kind of thing that we probably ought to know by the sixth grade, but judging by my own failure to master long division, cursive writing, and the effective tieing of shoes by that age, it'd probably be a bit much to ask.

Come to that, I still haven't figured out how to keep my shoes tied for longer than an hour. Maybe that's the real source of my current deep affinity for sandals with Velcro straps.

Anyway, more thoughts on this later.

(I definitely like the CSS blockquote formatting Stephen uses. It's just possible that's not the intended usage of the blockquote tag, but I can't think of a better alternative and it strikes me as a reasonable extension to the de facto use of HTML, which (heh), has never had all that much to do with its designers' intentions anyway. Look for a comprehensive statement of my current design philosophy in all its crashing triviality on this page soon.)

I am avoiding the deadly lure of the Interactive Fiction compo like my academic and social life depend on it, which they probably do.

p1k3 / 2002 / 10 / 14