Nonsensor.

Matt was gracious enough to sell me his Wacom Intuous 9x12 for a decent deal. I've been using my old Graphire 3x4 from the late 90s again for a while now, so I think the time was right. I PayPal'd him rapidly so that I wouldn't have to deal with second thoughts :D

Wow. That was quite a night.

As Nas said: "America surprised us, and let a black man guide us."

Stay on point, Obama. People are counting on you to not fall back into the same old shit we're tired of seeing. We know he's got ideas, and we know he can talk (better than just about anyone), so it's time for him to prove what he can do.

On a side note, both the victory speech and McCain's concession were some of the best pieces of oration I'd ever seen.

Image somewhat related.

I hope everyone goes and votes today if you haven't already.

I also hope that whoever wins reduces the power of the executive branch of government to what it should be, but I find that unlikely. Also, I just want this crap to be over.

Sit tight, keep quiet, 'till the next time. The next time being one thousand eight hundred and twenty-five days away.

-A toast to democracy. The prison guard of this society.

The usual anti-inspiration provided by Chumbawamba. But it's funny, I don't feel as hopelessly cynical about the whole thing as I used to. Don't worry, the feeling will pass.

Say what you will about high fructose corn syrup, that potentially evil sludge that's even now flowing in a dark river through a pipeline in Matt Heerema's backyard. But my fear and distaste have kept me away from [insert preferred word for sweetened carbonated beverages here] for quite some time, and I'm no doubt better off for it.

But to a degree, sugar is sugar, and it's bad for you. It rots your teeth, it makes you fat, and if you think "real" sugar, cane juice, or some other more natural form of sweetening is going to make everything better, you're destined for a big ol' ring around the belt.



So Austin, with its abundance of sugary choices - from old-school recipes like Mexican Coke and Dublin Dr. Pepper to the proliferation of natural fruit sodas and micro-brewed root beers - has really wrecked my beverage abstinence plan.

Add to that the local craft beers on tap pretty much everywhere, including the deli, the tacqueria, the coffee shop, and probably the gas station and vacuum repair shop, and I'd better be glad I'm living in an apartment complex with a gym.