soundtrak: stereolab: brakhage
the sunday morning list:
- on tuesday, Y and i went to the washington auto show. originally, it was supposed to be T and i, but he really needs to work on the calling-people-back-in-a-timely-manner thing. even though i said that i would go by myself if i had to, i couldn't. i called Y up and lured him with the 1/2 off ticket price (because technically, i'm a government employee). we were willing to let go of the awkwardness of hanging out on-on-one to go see some cars. actually, i didn't think that Y would get 1/2 off his ticket, but i think the cashier though we were 'together and gave us two tickets for $10. hmm. anyways, i was originally going to take the train, but Y not only agreed to drive, but to pick me up from work as well. i told him to go to work early so that would get down to the city before rush hour, but does that fool ever listen to me? i was finished with my experiment prep by 3, but he didn't finish until 4.30. with traffic and security (they search your car serious now... no willy nilly), by the time we left it was 5pm, right smack dab in the middle of rush hour. i tried not to complain on the hour plus ride down.
anyways, the cars. nothing really spectacular jumped out at me (i guess because it was the first day; no concepts were unveiled yet... but that didn't stop people from lifting the covers and looking... so ghetto). i haven't been in a couple of years, so the customized cars on display (and not for sale) were a new thing for me. it was all about the luxury cars for Y and i though: volvo, aston martin, SAAB (yes, i got my picture taken in the convertible), and audi. were were sitting in the 2006 audi quatro, arguing about the joys (for me) and confusion (for Y) of the six gear box, when we realized the model had a tape deck on the dash... like a cassette tape deck. that was just wild. i think i must of signed up for five different car raffles; i have to at least win one. so apparently, cliton por.tis was supposed to be there on tuesday, but we didn't see him anywhere around. i would post pictures, but i left my camera at home and i'm not trying to post Y's personal one.
- i must announce: the hex is broken. the theory has been proven false! it feels good to win a bet. so the boy finally emailed the biochem crew today and told us the exciting news: him and his girl are engaged. to remind you, i was, according to D, next in line to be married. ha! D, your cycle has been broken! somebody owes me a steak dinner... and i don't even eat steak!
- mr. unattainable strikes again. i thought this dude graduated, so imagine my surprise when i walk into cell and there he is. he kind of gave me this look like: you again. i know he's been here longer than me, so i don't quite understand why he didn't take cell the last cycle. eh. whatever.
- new radio.blog. i went on a downloading binge the other day. stereolab is very good. i like mingle too. i didn't realize that 'fake plastic trees' was originally a radiohead song (which i can't find anywhere), but i like this version just fine.
- talking about purchase binges... man, amazon prime is so addictive. i can get whatever i want in two days with no s&h payment. i've gotten 10 packages in the past 2-3 weeks. i know my parents think i must be high or something. dvds and books... yes, even more books. it's insane.
- my birthday is this upcoming wednesday and i have nothing planned. i have exams the week right after and during the week has become too cluttered to even attempt to organize anything it's kinda sad and i'm kinda depressed about it. c'est la vie, i guess.
- for comment or discussion or whatever: so there isn't a day that goes by where i don't get stopped by someone asking, "are you african?" it always seems like such a hassle to explain, that yes, i am, but i was born here. if i say i'm kenyan, they remark on my ridiculously obvious american accent, yet, if i say i'm american (which i rarely say), they say that i can't be... i look too african. and i'm sure alot of first generation offspring go through this constantly. i was having a discussion with one of my friends; she said that i shouldn't say that i'm kenyan, when since i was born here, i'm clearly american. but i argued with her that kenya is my ethnicity, my culture and i claim it. 'america' doesn't exist in my household. 'america' is not apart of me, but i reap the benefits of being an american citizen (i don't have to think twice about applying for government grants). what do you think? what have been your experiences?
ok. it might still be morning, but sista still needs to sleep.
peace.
the sunday morning list:
- on tuesday, Y and i went to the washington auto show. originally, it was supposed to be T and i, but he really needs to work on the calling-people-back-in-a-timely-manner thing. even though i said that i would go by myself if i had to, i couldn't. i called Y up and lured him with the 1/2 off ticket price (because technically, i'm a government employee). we were willing to let go of the awkwardness of hanging out on-on-one to go see some cars. actually, i didn't think that Y would get 1/2 off his ticket, but i think the cashier though we were 'together and gave us two tickets for $10. hmm. anyways, i was originally going to take the train, but Y not only agreed to drive, but to pick me up from work as well. i told him to go to work early so that would get down to the city before rush hour, but does that fool ever listen to me? i was finished with my experiment prep by 3, but he didn't finish until 4.30. with traffic and security (they search your car serious now... no willy nilly), by the time we left it was 5pm, right smack dab in the middle of rush hour. i tried not to complain on the hour plus ride down.
anyways, the cars. nothing really spectacular jumped out at me (i guess because it was the first day; no concepts were unveiled yet... but that didn't stop people from lifting the covers and looking... so ghetto). i haven't been in a couple of years, so the customized cars on display (and not for sale) were a new thing for me. it was all about the luxury cars for Y and i though: volvo, aston martin, SAAB (yes, i got my picture taken in the convertible), and audi. were were sitting in the 2006 audi quatro, arguing about the joys (for me) and confusion (for Y) of the six gear box, when we realized the model had a tape deck on the dash... like a cassette tape deck. that was just wild. i think i must of signed up for five different car raffles; i have to at least win one. so apparently, cliton por.tis was supposed to be there on tuesday, but we didn't see him anywhere around. i would post pictures, but i left my camera at home and i'm not trying to post Y's personal one.
- i must announce: the hex is broken. the theory has been proven false! it feels good to win a bet. so the boy finally emailed the biochem crew today and told us the exciting news: him and his girl are engaged. to remind you, i was, according to D, next in line to be married. ha! D, your cycle has been broken! somebody owes me a steak dinner... and i don't even eat steak!
- mr. unattainable strikes again. i thought this dude graduated, so imagine my surprise when i walk into cell and there he is. he kind of gave me this look like: you again. i know he's been here longer than me, so i don't quite understand why he didn't take cell the last cycle. eh. whatever.
- new radio.blog. i went on a downloading binge the other day. stereolab is very good. i like mingle too. i didn't realize that 'fake plastic trees' was originally a radiohead song (which i can't find anywhere), but i like this version just fine.
- talking about purchase binges... man, amazon prime is so addictive. i can get whatever i want in two days with no s&h payment. i've gotten 10 packages in the past 2-3 weeks. i know my parents think i must be high or something. dvds and books... yes, even more books. it's insane.
- my birthday is this upcoming wednesday and i have nothing planned. i have exams the week right after and during the week has become too cluttered to even attempt to organize anything it's kinda sad and i'm kinda depressed about it. c'est la vie, i guess.
- for comment or discussion or whatever: so there isn't a day that goes by where i don't get stopped by someone asking, "are you african?" it always seems like such a hassle to explain, that yes, i am, but i was born here. if i say i'm kenyan, they remark on my ridiculously obvious american accent, yet, if i say i'm american (which i rarely say), they say that i can't be... i look too african. and i'm sure alot of first generation offspring go through this constantly. i was having a discussion with one of my friends; she said that i shouldn't say that i'm kenyan, when since i was born here, i'm clearly american. but i argued with her that kenya is my ethnicity, my culture and i claim it. 'america' doesn't exist in my household. 'america' is not apart of me, but i reap the benefits of being an american citizen (i don't have to think twice about applying for government grants). what do you think? what have been your experiences?
ok. it might still be morning, but sista still needs to sleep.
peace.
