It’s that time of year again. I spent at least one night in each of these cities in the past year:

I spent one or more nights in every city on this list in the past year:

I’m doing Kotke’s cities thing. Here’s my list for 2009:

Sometimes I find awesome in unexpected places. Check out these great Unicode glyphs… In the U+2F00 to U+2FEF range there’s a set of characters known as the Kangxi Radicals.

Just busy. Just in case you wondered.

Whatever that means…

A friend and I disagree about which flavor of ice cream is better… Let’s settle this once and for all. Please place your vote: is moosetracks ice cream better than mint chip?

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Active campaigning begins March 3rd.

Today I broke a website…

Randall Munroe (of xkcd fame) points out that there are only two Google results for “died in a blogging accident”. how would you like to have that in your epitaph?

The only days I’m awake early in the morning are the days I never went to sleep?

Happy everything else, too. I hope the holiday season is great to all of you.

I can almost guarantee that when I say “wow” in my blog, I’m not talking about World of Warcraft. If I am, in fact, talking about World of Warcraft, I’m making fun of it. None of my readers come here because of the game. Your misdirected spam is worthless.

Stella lives!

I think I slept 13 hours last night and today… Perhaps that’s too much.

A little over a year ago I bought a scooter, and it changed my life… most people just don’t understand.

I’ve been bugging them for about 6 months to change a really crappy policy. They finally did, but added a new rule that I can’t comply with. So it does me no good whatsoever… Thanks guys.

I started out the day with a list of things to get done. I ended up taking a four hour nap instead. And I’m way more satisfied with my accomplishments than I would be if I’d done a lot but still needed more sleep.

A month ago I threw a huge weekend Lindy Hop workshop. Four instructors, a live band from Seattle…

Happy Talk Like a Pirate day t’ ye!

๛ ⍨ ☃ ☠

I once spent an entire afternoon telling really terrible jokes to a friend. He was intrigued by them, so he kept asking for more… I’d tell the joke, then he’d write down the punchline so he could remember them.

I was awake before 8 am a couple of weeks in a row. I think I’m officially back to my old ways…

Holy balls, that’s fun.

If you live in Utah, now is the time to join the Pirate Party. Sign as a statement of support, or volunteer to collect signatures. Here’s your chance to tell Orrin Hatch how you feel about having your computer remotely destroyed by copyright holders.

I’ve been sending swing dance updates with Textmarks for quite a while, but I recently started using another service they offer which deserves mention.

Five sentences makes for a short email… and I like the sound of that.

… would make my life complete.

You smell like idaho. This is not a good thing.

If you’re going to claim to be from the UK, don’t spell things like an American. And at least get someone fluent in English to proof your scam email before you send it.

Today is fair use day. Celebrate your freedom by exercising it. Quote someone. Post a screenshot from a movie. Use your TiVo to fast forward through a commercial, or record your favorite show and watch it tomorrow.

˙˙˙llɐ sı ʇɐɥʇ

I always like it when I realize that it’s past midnight and it is an xkcd day.

I’m sitting here refreshing my inbox… This can’t be what life is about.

I have my own personal number: 57 5F F4 E1 E6 62 9F 1E 2D 83 27 E9 E8 1A AB B5. You can’t use my number. Even knowing it constitutes a violation of the DMCA. Don’t think I won’t sue you…

It seems like almost everyone is taking creative liberties with intellectual property these days.

The other day I saw three “Network Marketing” Hummers in less than an hour. It made me think, what exactly is the price of ethics?

There are entire industries that capitalize on our insecurity about security. These companies prey on our fears as a society by exaggerating both the probability of an attack and the effectiveness of their solution. we need an illusion of security.

That’s it. I’m done. For a couple of weeks at least.

It’s 7:00. I know this because my alarm clock is going off.

Haven’t really slept since Monday.

Seventeen vending machines.

Things used to be simpler…

The other day I got a package in the mail and it had CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES in it! How cool is that?

Recently I’ve been stoked about a couple of things…

I don’t care anymore.

I have to work this week. I don’t get to go play with my friends in So Cal.

I’m sitting here, supposed to be working. But that’s another story.

The oldest university in the United States. Around since like 1639. That’s old.

I understand the girl jeans. Even belts purchased in the womens section at Wal*Mart… But if you wear your belt outside your belt loops you are a girl.

I danced my crazy robot head off.

I wonder how many of those yelling, moshing, screaming sweet bros knew what that song is really about…

hey. loud annoying bastard at the front of the rock show. yeah you. the one screaming all the lyrics to all the songs. you like the band. we get the point. but none of us payed to hear you sing karaoke. shut the eff up.

and we know you think the singer’s hot. we all think so too. but you don’t notice us climbing halfway onto the stage to tell her, do you? guess what. this might come as a shock… but SHE DOESN’T LIKE YOU. she’s wearing leg warmers. when’s the last time you saw someone with leg warmers hanging out with someone that dresses like michael jordan. in a fashion show.

My little sister just started watching a movie. Couldn’t find the remote… and the DVD player looks like it’s stuck in Spanish subtitle mode.

Some day I want to drive the Costco Zamboni. You know, the big grey thing that cleans the floor?

Whoever is responsible for the unholy union of chalk and Starburst known as “Rolaids Softchews” deserves to be kicked. Twice. Or to die a slow and painful death.

This is a public service announcement to the people of Idaho. I’m sorry to have to be the one to tell you this, but your state smells like poo.

The beauty of 80’s dancing is that it doesn’t matter how crappy you dance. In fact, the crappier a move is, the better.

Lonely PowerGlove seeking Mike Tyson’s Punchout for friendship, possible serious relationship. Must be in good working order and not do that ghetto blue flashing screen deal. ‘Cause that just chafes.

… like a rock star.

You know why thursday nights are the worst? It’s because I get off work at eleven, come home and watch Family Guy and Futurama, and then can’t fall asleep. But the whole while I dread the coming of the morning. You see, after closing on Thursday night, I have to open on Friday morning.

I just finished a test that I only knew half the answers to.

I have eleven roommates.

There’s a point when studying for a test that you reach the maximum level of preparedness. Further study is trivial, as it will not increase the odds of getting a good grade. At this point, all that’s left is to wait.

Free!

Sunday night, between 6:00 and 6:30 pm, I got sick.

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I work in the arts building of my college,