A Flower for Sarah
Dear Media Temple, Again
I very much appreciate your peace offering of two shirts, a coffee mug, and three lanyards, but what I really want is an apology and a definition of a GPU in finite terms.
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Rise Or Rust
I heard some kind of clatter from the fifth floor of Coffman as I was heading home tonight. Out front local band Rise or Rust was playing. I didn’t know it was them, so I was about to leave, but they surprised me with “Folsom Prison Blues,” and it wasn’t terrible, so I hung around. By the second song I remembered that I had my camera.
Trucker hat
Make With The Pictures
I took several hundred pictures over the weekend.
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The Big Three
1) New Job, full time, gainfully employed by the University of Minnesota as a “civil servant” of some sort.
2) New Apartment, one bedroom, in the Stevens Square neighborhood
3) New Website design, featuring blood, skulls, and pirates, to be launched April 21st.
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Three Is The Magic Number, Yes It Is
My general recommendation is that one avoid moving to a new home in the rain. That said, the big movement came out okay over the weekend, and I am only slightly dead as a result.
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Picking a Process
Sorry, no pictures today — I’ve been shooting HP5 in my new Canon Canonet QL17 G-III, which means that I am at the tender mercies of Sarah to either develop my film for me or sneak me into a lab to process my film myself.
Canon, Canonet
My mom and I went to look at an apartment Saturday morning. Afterwards, we drowned my disappointment at the Mill City Cafe in Northeast. I took a roundabout way there, and on the way, my mom spotted a red robot in a window.
“Look! There’s a robot in the window of that antique shop!” she said. I glanced over and declared that my hunger was too great — we would have to visit after breakfast.
Little did I know that there was a cute, black rangefinder camera there.
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Photo + Digital
Today I looked at three apartments, called a couple more, and picked up a CD from La Cible*.
*Target
Six Months Without You
It was September first when last I rode my bike — I think that the last day in August was the one where I found out that my brakes work terrifically as I flew over the handlebars and into the path of an oncoming car. Fortunately they had a stop sign.
