Here are some photos from thrift shopping in Amarillo and Lubbock, Texas. (The first, actually, is from the convenience store in Elida, New Mexico.) Again, click on the photo for a larger version and more information…
Some photos from my trip to Roswell/Amarillo/Lubbock last week. The old signs are from Vaughn, New Mexico, a wide spot in the road out in the middle of nowhere. The last two photos, obviously, are from Roswell. Click photo for a larger version, plus a brief description….
In a strange nod to community identity, the Wal-Mart in Roswell has aliens painted all over it. The aliens on the windows are dressed as creepy store employees, wearing the blue vests and selling evil alien watermelons.
Wheeeeee Away We Go!
Originally uploaded by Digital Gurl.
I didn’t take this photo, but isn’t this a great capture? I only wish I could take bird photos this well…
Earlier this semester, I feared something like this would happen. Now that it’s over, I can actually find humor in the situation: Heroic Computer Dies To Save World From Master’s Thesis.
Some highlights:
“There were definite warning signs,” Roscoe said. “It infected itself with a virus so Jill couldn’t send e-mail attachments, and it would noticeably lag or shut down while she was typing out particularly long, dry sentences. I guess when she got to the chapter about how the ‘imitative tactility’ used in the first two stanzas of ‘Young Sycamore’ can act as a ‘neo-structuralist, pre-objectivist perlustration and metonymy’ of the importance of anti-Episcopalian sentiment in the rise and fall of central West Virginian coal miners’ unions, the computer just decided that something had to be done for the greater good.”
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Faculty and staff of the English Department will gather at the Brandeis IT center Friday to honor the Inspiron with a Purple Hard Drive, traditionally awarded to computers that die at least 100 pages into a dangerously boring thesis.
I am easily disappointed by ice cream. I don’t like it enough to embrace all sorts of flavors, and when I do find some flavor that sounds unusual and interesting, more often than not, its doesn’t taste all that great. An example would be the Mexican chocolate ice cream I bought at the food co-op last month. The chocolate in it was overpowered by the added cinnamon, and I couldn’t get though more than a few bites. (It’s a fine line between a pleasant pinch of cinnamon and a Cinnamon Ordeal.)
Today, though I bought some white pepper chocolate chip ice cream, made by Tara’s Ice Cream in Santa Fe, and it’s very tasty. The white pepper provides a bit of heat, which is soothed by the chocolate chips. This is ice cream I could eat all the time, and many of the other flavors made by the same company sound interesting (except for the sage, and the roasted green chile, which must be made for tourists. (flavor list here).
Several months of fall and winter made me forget how much I hate driving in hot weather. I went to go get the oil changed in my car today, and even though it wasn’t that hot, it was still unpleasant. I hate most things about driving around town: idling, stopping for lights, watching out for other drivers, getting stuck in traffic, etc. (The only driving I actually like to do is long-distance interstate driving, since you’re actually going somewhere besides Albertson’s, or in this case, Jiffy Lube.) I really don’t drive my car that much, since I spend most of my weekdays on campus or in my neighborhood. There’s enough to do around here that I only leave on weekends or the occasional evening. I think this summer’s predicted hot, dry, and dusty weather is enough to keep me close to home. Walking just seems a lot less complicated than driving.