So, that’s it, we’re done! Julie and I have moved into our brand new house and boy are our arms tired. We closed on Friday night, as the snow began to fall. It was a race to get to the title company in time. With traffic and the impending snowmaggedon, both Julie and I were a bit late, but no worries. Closing happened pretty quick and we were a bit stunned that after about 50 minutes, we were handed an envelope with a ton of keys.
We drove back to our apartment and enjoyed a nice bottle of wine to celebrate (while continuing to pack, of course). That was our last night in Thornton, and it was a busy one. We stuffed as many things as we could in boxes and tried to organise as best we could. But our excitement overcame us and we decided to haul a small load of fragiles down to the house that night to see the place for the first time as owners. Murphy came along and was thoroughly confounded by all the hubbub.
The above graphic is not real, lemme say that first. But if the ISPs had their way, they’d love to sell you this. And this is why net neutrality, the set of proposed rules to keep all Internet traffic equal, is so important. Because the Internet should not be like cable. The Internet should be like, well, like the Internet – a conduit of equal opportunity. [via Gizmodo]
So, the GOP has a brand new site, eh? It’s a pretty slick design with plenty of righty-tighty propaganda. But I couldn’t help notice the similarities with another fairly well-known site:
Art Director: “I know, let’s just take a proven political site and slap some red on there.”
Client: “Brilliant. And make sure the ‘Donate’ button is all shiny and glossy.”
Art Director: “I like where you’re going with this.”
So, now that the election is over and all, I guess the GOP felt it was high-time to join the whole Web 2.Whatever/Social Media/UGC bandwagon and flex its contemporary design muscles – with the help of a bit of cut and paste.
Mom sent along a shot of their new puppy, which they’ll pick up on Nov 1. He is absolutely adorable, and I know he will get away with murder. I’m not sure if Mom and Dad have thought of names yet, but based on the photo, I’m casting my vote for “Theodore Rudolf Goodwin III, GBE”. That’s the most formal and blue-blood puppy pose I’ve ever seen.
In case you missed it, here’s Letterman’s incredible confession and his recount of the grizzly extortion story. Pretty remarkable stuff for network (you see this kinda stuff on cable all the time – haha).
My buddy Andrew posted this link, and I thought I’d share the vid here. It’s Carl Sagan’s videos auto-tuned on top of an audio track. The whole thing is pretty oddly poetic. Oh Carl, you were the best!!
Julie and I thought we’d try and get some camping and hot sprining in this weekend. So, Saturday morning, she and I packed up just about everything but the kitchen sink (we were fortunate in that regard, as I shall explain in a bit) and headed west. The MINI wouldn’t have come even close to hauling all we wanted to bring + the dog. It could have done one or the other, but not both. Fortunately, her Mazda 3 is a bit more generous on space. The bench seat, folded away, made a perfect platform for Murph and the trunk was just big enough to hold our packs, gigunda tent, cooler, doggie goods and we managed to get the firewood in there somewhere too.
I had found a few potential campgrounds online on Saturday morning in the Steamboat Springs vicinity. What with the mountains being where they are an all, we had to head south to I-70, through the Eisenhower tunnel, and then back north again when we reached Silverthorne. It was a stunning drive, if perhaps a bit lengthier than we had bargained for. When we reached Steamboat, we found that the Forest Service Information Center was closed on weekends, so Blackberries in hand, we tried to figure out where best to camp (and how to get there) by ourselves.
