Eye of the Beholder

Let me start with housing. I found out the new apartment I’m moving into won’t be finished and ready to move into until the 15^th of August rather than the 1^st like originally stated by the leasing office. This put me in a small bind, since GT Housing kicks you out by the 5^th, but a couple contingencies came to mind. Ian, one of the current roommates is going home for two weeks, but moving into another school apartment just down the street. He was hesitant to leave me with his keys, which was reasonable, all things considered. So I offered him $100 in cash to be allowed to use his pad for storage and a place to sleep until I move into 100 Midtown, which would be well before he comes back. Another alternative was Jack’s house, but I really don’t want to take advantage of his family’s hospitality (they’ve treated me very well over the small time I’ve known them) and his house is about a 45 minute drive one way. Yet another contingency was to take advantage of 100 Midtown’s offer to house me for free in the Hyatt downtown, but the hotel staff would hate me for bringing all my crap into a hotel room, I’m sure.

Yesterday Meg told me the story of her meeting Neil Gaiman during one of our conversations. She said she almost passed out, though that was probably due to her being extremely sick at the time of the book signing. I likened it to when I met Metallica, where I had the luxury of going through three band members before being able say something coherent (to Lars Ulrich). Meg thought it was rather unfair since I got some practice in that regard, while in her case there is only one of Neil Gaiman.

I knew Daniel “Danger” Vall-llobera was clever at least in one respect! I invited him to the blog for that reason, after all, along with being a counter to Jack. Meg asked me if he was clever enough to understand the meaning of a comment that she posted and I made a small bet in his favor saying that he was pretty sharp and the meaning of her comment wasn’t that hard to get. She won the bet, and I hate losing to her. I began wondering if my opinion of him higher than it should’ve been. After all, even one of his favorite professors, Dr. Maier, had a look of slight disappointment on her face when I answered her question about his current situation. But he impressed me rather recently. I was beginning to suspect that all the anonymous posts on hate thread a couple posts below this one were by him. It was slightly reasonable, when you mooch WiFi you pick up whatever IP address the providing router gives you, plus there are many software packages out there that allow you to mask your IP address. I wasn’t about to lob accusations though, no need to do that until I was sure. Well it turns out he posted a cry for help from his fellows on a Yahoo Group that he belonged to. I never thought of making that sort of “plug,” sticking just to linking this blog on my AIM profile is enough for me. I was wondering about that small spike in pageloads. Looks like you’ve earned a little bit of respect back, Daniel. Perhaps I won’t photoshop a flag in the place of the Tech shaft.

I’ve been reading J. Michael Straczynski’s run on Amazing Spider-Man, and I have to admit, he’s got the character down pat. What the movies failed to realize was that Spider-Man’s got a great sense of humor. After all, it’s sometimes the only thing that keeps him from just completely giving up.

I haven’t touched my guitars in over a month. There’s something about the hated roommate, Matt, that makes me hesitant to pick them up. It’s not that he’s a good player, quite the opposite. It’s amazing how someone else’s incompetence can instill feelings of hesitation within other people. Is my playing as annoying to other people as his is to me? Jason Deas was bad enough to live by, but he wasn’t as bad of a player as Matt, well, mostly because he didn’t brag and carry his guitar from room to room.

"...DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU SEE
OR INTO IT WHAT YOU READ
YOU CAN DO IT YOUR OWN WAY
IF IT'S DONE JUST HOW I SAY

INDEPENDENCE LIMITED
FREEDOM OF CHOICE
CHOICE IS MADE FOR YOU, MY FRIEND
FREEDOM OF SPEECH
SPEECH IS WORDS THAT THEY WILL BEND
FREEDOM WITH THEIR EXCEPTION..."

Song of the Day: "Eye of the Beholder" by Metallica