babble
Friday, September 27, 2002
Certain sounds bother the living bejeezus out of me. I was at the bank today, and the guy standing behind me was breathing really loudly (not like, prank call breathing, just loud breathing) and making these smacking noises with his chewing gum. I get so annoyed when people do that. Then again, I have a fairly loud speaking voice and I probably have a million annoying little habits too, so I guess I can let it pass. It was just.. icky.
No celebrity sightings this week, either. Looks like that plan I had for the regular celebrity sightings feature isn't working out too well. I was planning to go to the Creation Star Trek Convention on Saturday night, so that I could regale you with tales of Trek stars and the 34 year-old sweaty male virgins (who still live in their parents' basement) that love them, but I don't think I would ever live down actually attending a Star Trek convention. Besides, I really only wanted to see TV's Wil Wheaton performing during the evening show, because he's funny and I still owe him a comic book. But when I weigh that against seeing 27 overweight, middle-aged "weekend Klingons" in full costume simulating a glorious battle, I think I'd rather just stay home.
I've also got an actual good reason for staying home - I have homework to do. I need to complete a review and evaluation of 6 HTML editors. I was going to do uber-geeky ones like emacs, Vi, and my favorite, Notepad, but I think that the professor is looking for something more widely used by the general unwashed masses. So I'm doing stuff like Dreamweaver and TopStyle, and trying very hard to avoid reviewing FrontPage. I'm sure he'll think I'm overlooking it, so I'm going to have to mention why I am not reviewing it. I can't say something simple and truthful like "I hate Micro$oft with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns"; after all, this is a college paper, and they want, like, facts and stuff.
Also. The Brewery Artwalk open studio tour is coming up on October 12-13. My studio will be open, along with another hundred or so. Mark the date on your calendars, kids. I'll start yammering incessantly about it in the next couple of weeks, and I'll even harass some of you personally with e-mail reminders! Can you feel the love?
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