You’re gonna want to check this one out when we launch at the beginning of February, but here’s a sneak peak: Poetic Justice Tour.
Also, finishing up the Pittsburgh Fellows Website– a very exciting and powerful website.
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My co-conspiritor, Rob
My brother is in town this week and we’ve found ourselves at my house sans roommates. Such an opportunity is not to be missed– rare are the times when one can decorate regardless of other’s tastes– or lack thereof, especially in regards to U2 paraphernalia.
Bikes, complements of Davis.
We first took it upon ourselves to rid the entryway of an excess of bikes. Instead of screaming HEALTH, they oddly scream “Batch Pad, Minus 10,” clearly unacceptable. We’ve hung them like bats in the belfry in a corner of the dining area. They now scream “Sweet Batch Pad with Super Cool Single Guy(s)… plus 15!”
Not to be spent so easily, we installed a programmable thermostat so I can effortlessly keep the house cold all the time– not just when I’m at home! This one has biometric recognition so only I can program it. Haha.
Beneath the bikes lay 6 months of dust, and our fashionable carpet hadn’t been cared for since Dan cleaned it at Ferne Gully. I took it upon myself to provide a decent vacuum cleaner for the house. This one works without a bag. Upon vacuuming my room, the container was completely full of dust and debris. I’ll drink to a healthier life without dust!
Coffee tree from Tom Kilpatrick, now flourishing in Charlottesville
Not a shabby way to spend a Friday night. Granted, not the best way either, but the end result is amazing. The den is now livable and the rest of the house awaits the same conquering. What will become of this house now that people might actually want to live here? 
When we completed the cleaning/decoration, we watched Public Enemies. Depp did wonderfully as usual, but the flick left one feeling, well, that crime just doesn’t pay. A definite change from the usual Italian Job style shoot ‘em up where the bad guys are the thieves stealing from the thieves, and the original owners are happily left out altogether.
Snow gets old– after two days without electricity, going to bed when the sun goes down (ok, not quite, but going to bed early), our only heat the wood stove and the cold sun.
The adventure continues; perhaps Ben will come tomorrow. But will I be free to pick him up?
Email is a deceiver. It cries, “You have a hundred friends who want to talk to you soon, today, right now!”
“Stop what you’re doing and look at me. Read.
“Read. Reading is good for your soul.”
But we were, all of us, deceived. For while we read, the world spun on, irregardless of the import of our emails, the number of our digital friends, the turnaround time between send and receive.
What if once, I tried talking with my neighbors next door rather than the girl across the globe? What if once, I stayed where I was and listened, breathing deeply the air that is here and now, not infinity and beyond? What if once, just one, I tried to care– care about something, anything.
Is it possible to resist the winter that grinds me to cynicism? How is one strong enough to bear such a burden? Is there no one to mediate, no one to help shoulder the load?
To know that you do not know is the best.
To pretend to know when you do not know is a disease.
Lao-tzu, The Way of Lao-tzu Chinese philosopher (604 BC – 531 BC)
…or really, a case of the yellow. Spent the last two days in the media center at a nearby school. I was in need of color correction tools beyond the scope of my own monitor, and found them herein. A few highlights:
- Learned how to target boot my mac so it can be used as an external drive– great for transferring files between computers if you’ve got a firewire.
- Fine tuned the edits in the Apostles’ Creed video I made for Lychgate Productions– it will be available sometime next week on our website. My friend Matt contributed enormously to this effort.
- On my third visit to the lab, my security was compromised as a new lab rat discovered I was not, in fact, a student. Nor was my informant a student. Oh snap. I quickly backpedaled, which might have included several small felonies, and managed to stay, right when the computer I had been using was snagged by some green necked undergrad. Rather than a carefully staged par de duex, I chose a separate computer. Enter woe. The ensuing hours included “deleting” my home folder (read as Wilson’s digital life), combining expletives in innovative ways, calling Apple support and nearly destroying the operator only to discover that my files were not, in fact deleted, but had somehow–mysteriously– been moved to another folder. Panic settled sabatoged into suspicion. Personally, I suspect that the snotty nosed undergrad suspected my espionage into the media lab andmy computer.
After hours of fighting near disaster in generously wide variety of forms, I finished editing and…. lived happily ever after?
I’m trying something new: taking one picture a day and writing a (possibly extended) caption for it. I’ll either post here or at lanternbearers.com. I’m going to try my best to make it happen. More details to follow.
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