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% 27.12.01

# My internet at home broke yesterday, for no discernable reason. And we can't get anyone to come fix it until next Friday. I'm only able to post this because I told the public library that I needed to use the internet to do grad school applications (which is true, but I didn't mention the other personal stuff I wanted to do.

So, until then, I leave you with a new addition to the Kiosk: "Hey internet connection, I talked to your mom last night..."
posted by Stentor Danielson at 13:12 -- link -- comment

 

% 25.12.01

# There was a present labeled "To: Up all night, From: See you in the morning." I figured this was to me, referring to my tendency to stay up until 2 or 3 a.m. So I opened it. It was a halogen desk lamp. My mom asked who it was from. I said, "Dad, I assume." He just looked at me, very confused.

It turns out it was meant to go to my mom. Later we ascertained that all the clever tags were presents to my mom.
posted by Stentor Danielson at 04:03 -- link -- comment

 

# Every time a gift giving holiday comes around, I say there's nothing I can think of that I want that's within a reasonable price range (why does Excel have to cost $300?). Then the day comes, and I realize I should have asked for a sharpening stone for my knife. One day I'm just going to go by my own darn stone.
posted by Stentor Danielson at 02:04 -- link -- comment

 

% 24.12.01

# I still can't get into the Christmas spirit. For my first three years of college, the thing that made coming home for winter break nice -- and eased my disappointment at leaving my friends for five weeks -- was that as soon as I got home I was plunged into Christmas. The house was all decorated with candles and fake pine stuff, and the first Christmas cards were taped to the archway between the dining room and the kitchen, and it just felt festive.

This year that didn't happen. I don't know precisely why. In his Children's Sermon, Pastor Paul blamed September 11, but I don't think that's it. All along I've been saying it's the weather, but my mom told me that was a really shallow excuse. So I don't know.

And it's weirder because some of our traditions are getting jostled around. Because of my brother's work schedule, we didn't have our usual big Christmas dinner today (it's postponed until Christmas day). So instead we had chicken with cream-of-broccoli sauce. We went to the Christmas Eve service at church, which was fine, although not as good when you're just in the audience. And now there's talk of opening all our presents tonight, instead of just the traditional one, as we have differing ideas on what constitutes a reasonable time to get up, and we're all well past believing in Santa Claus.

We'll do the usual week-after-Christmas visit with our relatives up in northeast PA, but even that will be different. Granny is getting ready to move into an apartment now that Grandad is gone, so all her kids will be divying up any of the stuff she has around her house before she has a huge garage sale for the remainder. Then, at Mamie and Papa's house, there's suspicion that Aunt Denny and Uncle Jim won't be around, as they have to go to Denny's dad's funeral. Which means the traditional handbell caroling will be down the tubes, and I won't get to see my favorite cousin.

Wow. I just whinged about that for a lot longer than it merits.
posted by Stentor Danielson at 23:24 -- link -- comment

 

# My sister has been practicing playing "O Holy Night" on the piano for the Christmas Eve service at church. At one point she stopped for a minute and burped softly. I said, in all honesty, "Your playing sounds good, Leah."
She replied, "Thanks ... were you talking about my burp?"

I say nice things to my siblings so rarely that when I do, they think I'm making fun of them.
posted by Stentor Danielson at 14:50 -- link -- comment

 

# I'm going to be cool like Google.
posted by Stentor Danielson at 13:10 -- link -- comment

 

# Today, for a little break, I looked at the Calvin and Hobbes 10th Anniversary Book, where Bill Watterson reflects on cartooning in general and various particulars of Calvin and Hobbes. He talked a lot about the reactions he got from different strips, and the ways he let various messages -- political commentary, his frustration with they syndicate, criticisms of the pretentious art world, philosophical musings -- come through in the strip.

Then I picked up the book I had been reading on how past human land alterations affect modern ecosystems. And it seemed rather pointless. Not because it wasn't as fun as reading C&H, or because the information wasn't as useful. But just because it won't get to more than the handful of academic types who research cultural ecology.

I think that's what frustrates me the most about academic research (which is where I'm headed for at least a few more years) and keeps drawing me to the media, even a limited circulation medium like this blog. Knowledge seems pointless if you can't share it with anyone. But at the same time, the public media, even at its best, can't handle subtelty. How do you draw a comic strip about the importance of reforming land tenure systems in order to establish sustainable agricultural practices in Uzbekistan?
posted by Stentor Danielson at 03:01 -- link -- comment

 

# And lo, I have finally replaced all the photos from my trip to Canberra, which were destroyed last semester when people.colgate.edu spontaneously regressed to an earlier version of my website. The captions are pretty lame. I'm just not inspired tonight.
posted by Stentor Danielson at 01:29 -- link -- comment

 

% 23.12.01

# It weirds me out that hairdressers refer to hair as "hairs," as if it's a collection of individual items instead of just a substance.

"How short do you want them?"
"Just trim it."
posted by Stentor Danielson at 15:37 -- link -- comment