The other day I learned that if you create a shortcut in Windows 2000 and specify the arguments to the shortcut as “%1 %2 %3” as you would in a DOS batch file, then drop a file or files onto that shortcut, it will pass the filenames as arguments to the program. So now I have a drag-and-drop package installer (courtesy of UnixNPI) on my desktop. Neat-o.
Hey, someone has to provide some geek now that Grant is on hiatus!
All set. Let’s roll.
I left my camera at home. So much for that.
Ugh. Okay. So I almost lost my sanity a few times last week. But things
are pretty much back to order now. The Arts Pub on Wednesday was not a
total failure. In fact, in many ways it was a success: people came!
Bands didn’t start over an hour later than we had scheduled! The sound
guy randomly disappeared to “get more mic stands” but eventually came back
with even more sound guys! Who eventually got all of the monitors
working, and didn’t want to murder the bands! And the bands didn’t want
to kill me for having no sound checks! Yay! And I didn’t have a nervous
breakdown, although I was pushing it for a little while there. Dear
Jordan: when you say you are in one place, and I say “I’m coming to get
you, don’t move” then DON’T MOVE. Really. Losing friends is stressful.
OTOH, Erin Smith Band played
at our event. Somehow I’ve been turned into a total fanboy in a matter of
weeks. They’re awesome. Erin didn’t care that things ended up going
late, and they were really cool when they went on and played a great set.
And although there weren’t so many people watching by that time, the
people who were were all dancing. That was awesome. It made the
night for me (and I think for the band too) that the people who had stayed
were hardcore and really enjoying their music. I so wanted to go to their
show at C’est What in Toronto last night but it didn’t happen.
The other stressful thing going on the last week was Newtontalk related. And the topic was simple: T-Shirts. You’d thin that the lowly t-shirt would be a simple discussion for people; oh no. Lots of people wear t-shirts. There are many many different kinds of t-shirts out there. Therefore, everyone wants a different thing printed on their t-shirt. Also, there are more people out there with t-shirt shops than you think. And they want a piece of the action. This all turns into a Bad Thing for yours truly, List Dad extraordinaire. 1300 people are hard to control in a discussion, let me tell you. So. Eventually things got sorted out, I’ve gotta order a bunch of t-shirts sometime soon. Sigh. Took too long to come to that conclusion, let me tell you.
So Festival of the Arts is over, I kept my sanity through two assignments and a 2500 word paper (oh yeah, gotta print that now), so things are at a decent level of goodness. Maybe I’ll write here more often. That would be nice. I’ve been trying to carry my camera around to take more photos, but it just hasn’t been happening and also campus has been pretty ugly lately. But I’ve got a few ideas for pics, so hopefully they’ll make it up. Just FYI, I’m stealing this idea from Grant, ’cause he’s such a cool guy.
Here’s the Cannon photo:
That’s the name of the country band Dave and I are going to start, we just decided.
Today is going to be a damn long day. After 5.5 hours of sleep. we got up at 6am to go out and paint the cannon. For those of you who don’t go to Guelph, this needs an explanation, so here it is: “The Cannon” is an old cannon which dates back to apparently the War of 1812. It was left behind and has always been around campus since then. It’s been moved to various places (a few times to the top of the engineering building…) and fired a few times, but now it’s filled with cement and sits in Branion Plaza, the main crossroads of pedestrian traffic on campus. For as long as anyone can remember, it’s been painted with messages for all to see, sort of like a sounding board. Sometimes residences do it for fun, sometimes groups do it to promote events. In any case, it’s sometimes painted multiple times a night, and sometimes guarded by painters who don’t want their hard work to go to waste. The only rule is that the cannon must be painted at night.
I’ll have a photo of our handiwork up here later (didn’t bring the damn CompactFlash adapter to school).
next year, paperless office, man. I hate all paper-printing machines.
Everyone should go out NOW and get a copy of any album by The Avalanches, probably Australia’s best musical export. (No, I’m not a Kylie Minogue fan, unlike George Stroumboulopoulous on MuchMusic). They’re amazing.
Geez, a week since I’ve written anything. Last week was assignments and mid-terms all over the place; this week is, happily, not. This weekend was spent relaxing in front of the computer, collecting various pieces of data. Once this CD is done burning, I think I’m gonna crack my case open (again!) and see if there’s room for this 64MB stick o’ RAM sitting here on my desk.
