Asymptomatic

There must be intelligent life down here

School and Macs, I quit!

Last night was simply horrible.

I've been looking forward to my ART113 class at WCU since I signed up.  Art is something that I would like to be much better at but simply am not.  I figured that by signing up for a computer art class, I might gain some artistic/design insight while learning how to best use the professional industry tools that I usually have available to me.  It looked like a win/win.  But my first foreboding came a week before the class even started.

Books and Stuff

Berta went to Johnstown for the weekend, and Abby and I stayed home and hung out.

I managed to finish reading Interface, which was a fairly good read.  It's not a pure Neal Stephenson book, but it's pretty good.  It's about a governor who has a stroke (2 actually) and whose brain is fitted with a chip that allows the brain to rebuild damaged neuro-pathways.  At the same time, he begins a campaign for the presidency, backed by a hidden network of very, very rich people who make every effort that this third-party candidate is the favorite of the people.