22 December 2006

2.5 items

Tanya in her pretty dress.
First, and most importantly, the biggest news in my life recently is that I'm off the market. Which is not to say I was ever advertising. Her name is Tanya Cochran, she's an assistant professor of English at Union, energetic, smart, sweet, funny and other fine adjectives. And when I say smart and funny, I don't just mean that she understands my jokes and finds them amusing, though she does and that's incredibly attractive.



Secondly, the blogspot domain has been blocked by the company that Union contracts with to keep the icky bits of the Internet from being accessed on campus. Though I realize there are icky bits using the blogspot domain, blocking all of it is rather heavy handed. This was not a decision made by our Information Systems on campus, but they can unblock it if they wish. I've written to the proper authorities and they said they'd look into it. If you are also an employee or student at Union and would like to be able to read blogs on campus, I suggest you also write or call Information Systems so they realize it's not just me being a squeaky wheel ... yet again. Update: I was able to access blogs from Union today, oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!


Overheard:
Very young boy: Mommy, some daddies have hair.
Mommy: Yes, but not your daddy.


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06 December 2006

The tangled Web we weave

Today I feel like I accomplished more than I did all last week combined. And yet I get paid no more or less ... but I do get to keep the job. Anyway, I have a work-related inquiry for you all.


Let's say that in the enchanted gum-drop kingdom of Make-Believe-aska, there was an institution of higher learning with a Web site that looked a bit like this (hypothetically speaking, of course). It wanted to have a Web site that was cool, dynamic, useful and attracted students, especially since its traditional method of getting students (liberating them from dungeons) was no longer viable because all the dungeons were empty. You have been chosen as this institution's Web champion. What would you do in such a fantasy scenario to improve the Web site for our forlorn institution of higher learning to make it more attractive, better organized, more interesting and more useful?


I'm asking because before I can get my shiny new content management system, I need to "evaluate needs"--in other words, make a list and check it twice to find out to what extent our current system is naughty and/or nice.


If you'd like to leave a comment, go ahead, or you can e-mail me. I use my ucollege.edu account mostly and I'm guessing all of my limited readership know what that is.


In other work-y news, Jacque is out of the office for the rest of the week and she has a good excuse so I can't begrudge her the time. However, this evening I saw international rescue and relief majors in climbing gear on top of the clock tower. It reminded me that if someone dies while she's gone, I'm going to have to write the press release and that is not cool. So for any Unionites out there, please check to make sure Jacque is back in the office before you go act like fools in ways that attract the attention of the media.


P.S. Sometimes when I look in the mirror, I surprise myself.


P.P.S. I can't get enough Frisky Dingo on Adult Swim. If you don't mind rotting your brains with cartoons, you can watch all the episodes on youtube.com


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04 December 2006

Getting to my roots

For Halloween, I went to a party as Borat, everyone's favorite fake Kazakh journalist.


"Jak się masz, I am Borat"


I thought I looked rather dashing with dark eyebrows and jokingly speculated about dying my hair--all of my hair because dying the eyebrows alone would just be weird. Friend Wanda, who is a bit of an instigator, encouraged these thoughts. And let's face it, with the way things have been going at work, I need every bit of intelligence I can muster--perhaps leaving the ranks of the blonds is a good thing.


One thing led to another and Wanda came over and dyed my hair tonight. There's still a bit of discoloration of the skin around the eyebrows, but it should be gone soon.


"Living room skeptic"


I feel it's obligatory to also post a flash-in-a-dirty-mirror picture to commemorate the event.


"At least only the camera is flashing you."


Besides the normal dishwater blond, I've temporarily had green, metallic red, and powder grey hair for very short periods. This is the first time I've permanently dyed my hair, but it's not the first time I've had black hair. According to expert testimony (Mom), I was born with a head full of black hair.


P.S. Please don't call me a "blackhead."


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About me

  • I'm Scott
  • From Lincoln, Nebraska, United States
  • Busily carving a niche somewhere between angels and apes since 1979.
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    "... if you're not on videotape, or better yet, live on satellite hookup in front of the whole world watching, you don't exist. You're that tree falling in the forest that nobody gives a rat's ass about" (Palahnuik, Chuck. Survivor). This is my performative culture; I am your dancing monkey.