Matt

  • Linkz

    How to get your music off your iPod
    (in case your computer crashes, or to borrow a friend’s entire collection in one fell swoop)

    How to fry a turkey
    (try not to burn down your house)

  • …on a plane

    motherf***ing penguins on my motherf***ing buddy list!

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  • Flashlights…and Explosions

    This town was meant for passing through
    But it ain’t nothing new
    Now go and show them
    That the world stayed round

    -the Killers, “This River is Wild”

    Working every day is for the birds. My eyes are going dull from staring at a screen all day. It’s time to leave the town of passing through for an adventure.

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    Specifically, an adventure to visit my little brother Jeff, who’s studying abroad in Vienna. He went there despite the significant handicap of not knowing a single word of German, which is more than I can say, having gone to London where the biggest language barrier was remembering to call elevators ‘lifts’.

    I leave tomorrow night straight from work to embark on an all-night flight to Paris, then another flight to Vienna. Here’s hoping for free booze and personal video screens.

    Shortly after arriving, Jeff and I will be taking a train to Munich first thing Sunday morning for a couple of days in the beer gardens, and then back to Vienna. He may miss a German quiz, but then again he got an A++ on the midterm. Why couldn’t my study abroad classes have been pass/fail/ridiculously easy?

    Jeff recently had his backpack stolen from the luggage compartment of a bus in Barcelona, losing his iPod, digicam, nice headphones, clothes, etc., so I’m bringing reinforcements. His requests include a wide variety of things, including Ranch dressing and the Neil Diamond Christmas CD.

    Of course, I already mailed him a care package consisting of 12 red Solo cups and two ping pong balls. The lady at the Post Office wasn’t feeling my love and insisted I meant Vienna, VA when I filled out the three international forms. Brian pointed out that I could mail a box of air if I so chose to pay for it, and thus is the downside of being a federal employee. Here’s hoping those cups are still clean enough for some Europong.

    I’ll be taking far too many pictures, and I’ll share them here when I get back.

  • Why 23 is gonna be sweet

    My 21st and 22nd birthdays were polar opposites. My 21st was a Saturday night, with everyone I’ve ever met (at UMD anyway) at the bar, with the Red Sox having just destroyed the Yankees and swept the World Series. My 22nd was a Monday night, where 6 good friends showed up anyway and helped me pretend the night had some significance.

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    So in short, turning 22 sucks because it’s a letdown after turning 21. But 23 is the perfect middle between being too old for your college friends and too young for your work friends. And it’s Election Day this year, and with any luck I’ll be able to read the news without fighting the urge to vomit for the first time since 2000.

     

    And 23 is Michael Jordan’s number.

    (This last piece of logic doesn’t apply to turning 45)

  • Mckeldin Magic

    Freshman year was a hard time to do schoolwork. I lived in a quad, converted into a triple, and we rarely went to bed before 4 or 5am. i actually dropped a grade in a class because i slept through it 3 times (not counting the extensive rolodex of excuses I burned through…never faked any deaths though, unlike some roommates). But this class was at 10am, which is pretty pathetic.

    So to get work done, Slash and I would occasionally retreat to Mckeldin library, which was a convenient 50 feet away from our dorm. I’d estimate that I read as much in one night there as I could in a week in my room. The best nights were the ones where Slash and I would go in for Mckeldin Magic.

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    photo by David Byers

    Mckeldin Magic consisted of a clock on the second floor that was never adjusted for daylight savings time, and thus was an hour fast. We would study until 3 or 4am, and upon leaving (only down the magic elevator, which was the smallest one that I don’t think you were really supposed to use), we would magically gain an extra hour and maybe be able to sleep a little before that exam.

    Slash took Mckeldin Magic to extreme lengths, as with many things, and began “saving” his extra hour of daylight savings for when he really needed it. He wouldn’t change his clocks or otherwise acknowledge that the rest of society had shifted its collective schedule until he needed an extra hour.

    This morning I woke up at 9:30, quickly regretting watching Old School late last night. I then discovered that I, too, had saved an extra hour and hadn’t changed my bedside clock yet. Needless to say I used my bonus hour and am in a much better mood now than if I had shifted clocks with everyone else.

    Of course, my cellphone automatically switched Saturday night while I was out, which kind of takes the fun out of saving up hours, but you have to believe for magic to work.

    What are some other things you should be able to accrue and use at your leisure like holiday leave?

  • Testudo deserves better

    It’s always interesting to see what the University of Maryland considers worthy of its homepage real estate. National basketball championships, Nobel Prize winners, these are obvious choices. But once in a while they (OIT? Administration? marketing?) make a bold move and give an entire box to things like the Capitol One Mascot showdown.

    For those of you who haven’t voted for Testudo yet, go ahead and do so and get it out of your system so I can continue my rant.

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    Now, I expect this contest to get passed around the fraternity listserv and some AIM profiles, but I didn’t really expect my alma mater to promote it to its front page with more flair than a number of major university achievements are given. Maybe it’s because I’ve seen this same lame contest for five years now, and you always have to vote for EVERY SINGLE MATCHUP when you clearly only care about your school’s mascot (thus ensuring that 5 out of every 6 votes is someone randomly clicking so they can submit).

    But the system’s integrity aside, don’t you think it’s beneath UMD to have this as a major part of the main site? I mean this is Capital One’s dream come true. They buy the rights to our mascots and then this “contest” gets them, a credit card company, on the front page of a major university’s website, space they could never have outright purchased no matter how much they offered. Never mind the fact that the average American already has over $8,500 in credit card debt or that they love targeting students.

    Oh, and Testudo’s video sucks. He’s got much better moves than what appears to be drunk disco dancing.

    update: They’ve since taken it down. But still.

  • eat orange food day

    I made tacos last night, and then promptly fell asleep at 7:30pm. The real world is every bit as exciting as you’ve heard, kids (Americans Celebrate 10 Millionth Bring Yourself to Work Day). So I missed the Patriots continue to dominate, woke up at 5am, and in the spirit of Halloween, had an orange breakfast of carrots and orange tea. Now I’m going to go boil some water for a bath because our hot water heater is crap.

    And in honor of the day, candy corn.

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  • about time

    I’ve considered starting a blog for a long time now and haven’t, mainly because I didn’t know what audience I wanted to write for.  Honest anonymity, or friends and family?  Specific topic, or brain-dump?  Business venture, or timekiller?  The latter on all three counts.  Let’s begin.