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Once upon a time Jason was about to blog about Trevor, the pet fish. (I’m reluctant to call him Jason’s pet fish, because that would seem to take sides in Jason and Ronnie‘s perpetual argument about who loved Trevor more.) While Jason was writing his blog post, I whipped up a quick Flash animation of Trevor being playful/vicious. Jason graciously accepted my contribution and linked to the animation on his blog post.
(Back then I hadn’t learned to use the word “cute” except in mockery, but since my friend Ryan found out that it’s OK for married men to use the word, I’ve been trying to learn it. I’m still no expert, but by my unprofessional reckoning, Jason’s post is pretty cute. Any experts can confirm or deny that.)
In any case, back then Blogger didn’t let you upload things (and they might not still let you upload a Flash file), so I uploaded the animation to my own server so Jason could just link to it.
Many generations passed. Blogs died and other blogs took their places. Trevor himself went the way of all the duck pond in order to save Ronnie’s and my souls from Yahtzee (but that’s a story for another time).
Then, one day (as in this Wednesday), I decided to post an animation I made. Of course, this reminded me of my quickly, but lovingly, made animation of Trevor. But alas, the link no longer worked and the animation was not to be found in all of the Internets.
Sorry, either Adobe flash is not installed or you do not have it enabled
(Yes, all of that long post was just to explain that I’m posting this animation again. And Jason’s link works again, too.)
Chicago’s a big city, right? Well, as you would expect from a big city, there are a lot of radio stations. You can’t go more than two clicks on the dial without getting a new station. I’d say there’s about 800 FM radio stations around Chicagoland.
The part that surprised me is that only about 5 of those stations are devoted to popular music. I don’t mean popular music as in Brittany Spears and the Backstreet Boys, I mean mainstream music, including country and rap and everything. So, between these 5 radio stations they pretty much need to play all of the music that normal people would listen to. The other 795 stations in the area are split pretty evenly between Mexican ranchero music and talk radio.
Now if I had just 5 quality radio stations to choose from in an area that’d be plenty. The problem is, I don’t want to listen to just any mix of mainstream crap. I need a rock station. Kelly and I spent all weekend scanning the spectrum for any semplance of rock, and the oldies station was the only one we could find.
So, in conclusion, Chicago radio stations suck.
We had the latest Jason and Ronnie presents party this week. We did an open-mic night on our homemade stage. Our band, the Pumpkin King, had its debut performance there, too. It was fun that everyone cheered us on even though we suck (or because of it?).
Last night I also got the chance to see Big Head Todd and the Monsters perform a little free show in SLC. I decided that they’re my heros, and not just because they’re the most famous thing without guns to ever come out of my hometown. These guys are probably around 40 years old, and they’ve been a band since high school. It’s like they’ve never had to have a real job. I think if Project Sugarhouse works out then I’ll be able to go around playing in a band and not have to worry if we don’t have any talent, because the Project’ll pay the bills.
This week Ronnie and I are doing the vegetarian challenge. Tyler says that being a vegetarian isn’t something that you can just do for a week and then forget about, because it’s a big decision that must be weighed out carefully. He says that it’d be like turning gay for just a week. Well, he may be right that this is the first time that vegetarianism has become a one-week challenge, but we’re still committed to it. For a week.
So today I was driving around looking for a place to eat lunch. It was really hard decision, since (a) I’d never had to choose a place based on whether it was meatless, and (b) I was really hungry, and it was hard not to just get a burger.
I decided to go to the Pita Pit. I’d never been there before and it seemed like the kind of place that would be veggie-friendly. I had a falafel pita. My coworkers were all shocked and horrified, having heard that falafels were the grossest food ever, but I really liked it. It was hearty and satisfying and really good. It might become my favorite restaurant this week.