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Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night...: Chikkin'
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Sunday, July 12, 2015. So I think I just had the best darn chicken I've ever had in my life. Even weirder? I made it. After literally clicking on the first link. After Googling "how to prepare a chicken breast". So here it is, in a nutshell. Why? Mainly for future reference, as another saved link will just get lost in the collection of all the other saved links I've never visited twice. Beat dat chicken (flatted it out). Put some olive oil into a pan and warm it up on high. Lately I've been getting tired...
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Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night...: March 2014
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Saturday, March 01, 2014. Priorities Between Two Blinks. You know that this class is your top priority, right? I blinked twice before my portfolio class professor, taken aback at my hesitation, repeated her question in the form of a statement. "This class is your top priority.". Where Neo asks for, "Guns, lots of guns"? During those two blinks, I watched in horror as priorities, lots. Scene and when Dave is dazed while travelling through a tunnel of light in 2001: A Space Odyssey. To start making payments.
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Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night...: July 2014
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Tuesday, July 29, 2014. And I'm getting older too. I've recently re-started drawing/sketching every day. It's been a long time since I've last done it consistently, so we'll see how long this lasts. It definitely feels good to be back at it, though. It's a good feeling to produce something. Every day, even if often it turns out to be crapthings. It feels good for the soul to churn something out each day regardless of whether or not you want to. Nevertheless, I have to get some. Can the child within my he...
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Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night...: November 2014
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Sunday, November 16, 2014. Sometimes. You think a ghost has finally passed you by. It's as if you always knew it was there, but by making eye contact it suddenly come one step closer to forming a body of flesh and bones. So eventually you learn not. Someone dropped back into my life this week. Or rather, they dropped something off. I thought this person had moved on, but instead has presented me with a perplexing token of their persistence. One that didn't even ask for a response. I thoug...So I bought m...
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Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night...: June 2015
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Tuesday, June 23, 2015. We play ping pong at work (during lunch and at the end of the day, of course). Here's the kicker: I am by far and away the worst player in the office. Sure, we have two new employees that have started playing and I can beat them. But they're rapidly progressing faster than I am, and in no time I'll be back to being that guy that can't win against anyone. What's wrong with me? As if usually all I do is will success to happen. That doesn't mean I can't enjoy myself, though. Than...
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Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night...: May 2014
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Saturday, May 24, 2014. My Year at the School of Visual Arts. Now that I'm at the end of School of Visual Arts Ave, I feel like I need to do a quick recap. I feel like if I don't, the entire experience (and boy was it an experience.) will slip through the cracks and disappear forever. And knowing my memory, that might not be too far from the truth. Corporate ID with Steff Geissbuhler. Information Design with John Grimwade. Cinema 4D Motion Graphics with Marco Ruesta. Visual Literacy with Richard Wilde.
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Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night...: Call me a relic, call me what you will
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Sunday, August 09, 2015. Call me a relic, call me what you will. I think that one of the dirtiest tricks time plays on us isn't that we get to watch those around us die, or that our minds become dull like an abused pocket knife. I think it's the illusion that we stay exactly the same while the world goes on, and goes to mad. I spent some time with my parents the other week as we vacationed together and attended not one, but two. Now, I undoubtedly skew towards enjoying older music myself, but that above ...
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Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night...: October 2014
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Sunday, October 26, 2014. So some dude just tried to steal my bike. I was standing at the window that looks out into the fenced in yard, when a shady-lookin' dude (complete with baggy jacket, shaved head, and tattoos on half his face) came into the yard and went into the corner by where my bike is kept. I went out the front door and said, "What are you doing with my bike? And how was your Sunday night? The Seatbelts - Bad Dog, No Biscuits. Tuesday, October 21, 2014. Back to the Fruiture. First is money&#...
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Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night...: August 2015
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Saturday, August 29, 2015. An Eastern European Dinner. Here's the thing about eastern European women - when they ask you to dinner, it isn't so much request or invitation or suggestion. No, the question itself is entirely rhetorical. You are coming to eat. Not only that, there will be no less than three dishes (plus vegetables) to choose from, on top of dessert. You see, her father is dying. The structure of this post so far is pretty spotty. But such was my headspace for the evening. He didn't have any ...
