One of my recent fears has been that film critics would hail Very Bad Things as the greatest film of the twentieth century, and KALL would thusly be made to look foolish. Fortunately, that fear was unfounded, as every movie critic who I respect (not that I know a whole lot of movie critics) hated it as much as we did.
But speaking of the greatest film of the twentieth century (love that segue!), I saw Citizen Kane last night. I don't think it's the greatest film of the twentieth century, but there are people who do. I stand by Biodome as the greatest film of the twentieth century.
KIDDING! I'M KIDDING!
I got a bunch of books at the library's perpetual used book sale. The best book is The Rise and Fall of T.D. Lysenko, which combines all my favorite topics: biology, pseudoscience, history, and the Soviet Union. Yummy! There's a non-perpetual used book sale going on tomorrow in Kinsey too.
Our (Kris' and mine) modem works perfectly. Once we are allowed to use state machine definitions, all the annoying little tiny glitches that have plagued us in this lab melt away like snow exposed to the glare of the sun. It took about 12 hours of work to get it going, but that was just the result of the complexity of the project. It was downhill all the way. Now we just have to hape that the board doesn't fail and the modem interfaces properly with a program we've never s een.
In other news, I just pulled off the scheduling feat of the century. Although I will be taking a full 16 units next quarter, I have no class on Tuesday and my only class on Thursday is a math discussion which I hope to be able to skip. Also, a quick look at the list of classes shows that I have only one more circuit-related class (the dread follow-up to my current lab) and I will never have to think about hardware again.
Who's at dialup8.trail.com and is using Python/urllib to look at my homepage?
Today I had the easiest final I've ever taken. The hard ones are on Monday.
Hmm! Wars do not make one great! Tabasco makes one great! Makes one great omelette!
I'd like to say that it was worth taking the bus all the way over to campus and then back again to have helped spawn that joke, but I don't think it was.
CS and stats finals tomorrow. Bring 'em on!
This is my official yummy homepage until sampo comes back. I didn't think Andy would move sampo, but there you go. Andy Schile had a plaid dealy, it was mealy, but touchy-feely. That's my theme song for Andy, sung to the tune of the "Andy Devine had a thong rind, it was divine, but the wrong kind" part of Frank Zappa's Andy. Speaking of Zappa, I got Joe's Garage and Strictly Commercial at the CD Exchange in San Antonio. I also got the Goldberg variations and some old English choral songs, but that's not speaking of Zappa.
Speaking of not speaking of Zappa, my grades are in.
That's around a 3.5, which is my best quarter in a while.
Okay, okay, I'd better get started on all my stuff. I have to write Segfault code, write idea base code for the LUG, write slides for my class, and write up my huge travelog complete with dadaist observations on billboards and such, and with wacky lists I compiled on the trip such as lists of apostrophe errors and roadkill.
I want to write a song about a rebellion against UPC codes and other forms of classification, a rebellion which inevitably ends in disaster. It's all part of my post-OMP!(25K-4)YOPPO (will I never finish that?) fantasy, the second in my Porcelain Puppy trilogy, Porcelain Puppy Versus Demon Dog. It will be all (mostly) about confusing the subjective and the objective. I have more songs about that than you'd think.
Oh yeah, there's also another big thing, but I'm not going to write about it until I talk to Adam and Kris about it. Oh, it's huge, it's immense. I'm surprised I haven't started obsessing about it. Wait, I just did.