Today is the Chicago Marathon. I stood up on the roof for a while, watched the leaders come through. They run right down Taylor Street in front of our place, around mile 17 or so. There was a pack of three right out front, and a lone dude back in forth a little back. I'm pretty sure it was the guy in forth that ended up winning it. Pretty cool, I have a picture of him from the roof.
About 3 hours later, there were people walking by. Team Hamster Hat has a nice little article about how I feel about them.
Amber and I went to see Broken Social Scene at the Vic on Thursday night. It was a pretty good show, though not as good as when the played the Metro. The Vic just doesn't seem to be as good. Plus, the urinal flooded all over my feet. That's just gross.
I think I'm gonna look for another band to play in, or if I'm feeling quite ambitious, create my own band. If any members of Catch a Tiger are reading this, don't worry. It's not a replacement band. It's just another band. I really want to play some straight up rock. Raconteurs, Queens of the Stone Age, Black Mountain type stuff. Really good riff rock, where I can play with some mean sass and really groove. We'll see how that goes, since my initial perusal of Craigslist certainly left me with something to be desired.
The fonts on my computer somehow got all fucked up a few days ago (I blame a certain someone... but she's cute enough for me to not be mad). So I just backed all my stuff up and did a clean install of the whole system. Sometimes I like doing that. For one thing, the computer always seems to run a little faster after that, just cos all the random crap that ends up on here is gone. Also because any software that gives you a free trial, you can get it again. I'm thinking I might actually buy Transmit, an FTP client, because it really is just better than anything else out there for the mac.
Band practice tonight, which will be the first in almost two weeks. I'm antsy, been too long since I played.
I think it's shower time.
Rocket
Urgack lives!
Just a quick update.
my website, www.bryandunk.com no longer exists (in practice).
Urgack.com is the new home to Bryan Dunk. As such, blog.urgack.com will bring you to this blog (and will probably eventually just pull posts from this blog directly).
I've decided to do this because I wanted to build more of a brand for myself, and Urgack is that brand. There will now be music, web development, blogs, and more all from the central hub of Urgack.
So update you links, books marks and all that good stuff if you so choose,but I've set it up so you shouldn't even have to do anything to see this change anyway.
They Say Smell Can Conjure Memories
I'm sitting here at work, tying not to be incredibly bored. Today was one of those days that I have to pretend I'm not a web developer and am instead the office admin. (I don't like these days). I've been creating invoices all day, and next i'm going to fill out stupid paper work for a mail in rebate on a new computer. Fun stuff.
So to bring a little sunshine into this overcast admin day, I grabbed a fun size bag of skittles, opened them up and arranged them like so. The smell of skittles hit me and instantly my brain shot back to wandering the halls of Crystal Lake South High School. My dad used to be a Dean there, and sometimes he would supervise basketball games. I would tag along and wander around as a 6th grader staring into the world of the awesome high schoolers. Apparently, the smell of skittles from the concession stand evokes that memory. Crazy.