February 5th, 2002


Still raining....

Bleh, I think I know what it is. I miss sunrise and sunset. Even though sunny days are never happy for my eyes, I like seeing a good sunrise/dawn or sunset/dusk. You know those moments right when it's light enough to see, but dark enough for the lights to be on in the city. I dunno, I like rainy drizzly times too, but not for days at a time. I know that would drive me bonkers at times when I was in Boston (going for a couple of weeks not seeing the sun at all). I guess I have a love/hate relationship with the sun.

One thing that I realized when I was in Boston was that I really rely on the sun to keep track of the day. If I'm out in the field, I can more or less tell what time it is just by where the sun is (and I'm usually right to within 15 minutes or so). Winters in Boston where weird at first because for the first few years, my solar clock would be all wonky due to the fact that the sun wouldn't quite go far enough up during the day. I kept thinking that it was really early or really late when in fact it was like noon.

It felt like the day would suddenly go from 9-10am to 3-4pm. I mean obviously I could look at my watch and see what time it was, but it felt weird. It only started to feel ok during the last couple of years I was there, and then when I came back here, the days were instantly the right length again.

So anyways, I'm feeling kinda blah today, although I did figure out how to make the really really good steak quesadillas that Angel makes (she made some during the game on Sunday). I had those for dinner and they made me quite happy :). Of course now I'm feeling like I should make them slightly smaller in the future ;). Eh, the one good thing about evenings like this is that I actually made progress on that vague amorphous story I'm writing.

All right, time to go do something else.
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What my name means....

Following along in radiantaeryn's footsteps, here is what my name means:

Your name of Victor gives you a clever mind, good business judgment, a sense of responsibility, and an appreciation of the finer things of life. You are serious-minded and not inclined to make light of things even in little ways, and in your younger years you had more mature interests than others your age. Home and family mean a great deal to you and it is natural that you should desire the security of a peaceful, settled home environment where you can enjoy the companionship of family and friends. Whatever you set out to accomplish you do your very best to complete in accordance with what you consider to be right. In the home you assume your responsibilities capably, having the self-confidence to form your own opinions and make your own decisions. Others can rely on you; once you have given your word you will do your utmost to fulfil a responsibility. However, there is a tendency to be a little too independent in your thinking and it is difficult for you to accept the help of others when you should. Due to your strong sense of responsibility, you could experience worry and mental turmoil through assuming more responsibility than you should. Friction could arise through others feeling that you were interfering with their rights and privileges, even though you are only trying to help.

Some of that fits... actually a lot fits, except for the stuff in green... I will make fun of just about everything, especially if it seems to be getrting too serious. Hmmmm.... I can also be a total slacker so eh, it's really just amusing. Take it all with a boulder-sized grain of salt :)

Find out about your name from: http://www.kabalarians.com/gkh/your.htm
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Zoot Suit Revolution...

Ok, well hopefully I'm not committing a horrible faux pas reproducing this article here, but I thought it was rather interesting. You can find the original online article here.

It's a trip. I had heard about this stuff in passing over the years, but it was never really discussed in any of my history classes etc... I suspect that this may have changed somewhat in the last few years, but when I was trudging through the public school system, I never heard about any of the interesting civil rights type stuff that happened in the southwest. I've heard my dad mention stuff that he saw growing up, and I've made a point of watching shows about this stuff whenever I can, but that's about it.

I mentioned the article to him this morning and he was telling me about how in El Paso in the 50s, the ever vigilant El Paso Police Department had a policy of picking up Pachucos (guys who were dressed in zoot suits) and cutting their hair and trashing their suits. What's weird is that I bet you there is no actual written documentation of this stuff, and it would probably be completely forgotten except for the older folks around her who actually saw them do stuff like that. Suddenly it makes my problems with cops at security check points and theatres seem less unbearable. Not to mention that with the proliferation of modern day security cameras and the ACLU, if something bad does happen I could probably have a lawsuit filed within a day or so (unless of course I happened to get shot). It's unfortunate, but I bet you that is more of a deterrent to our wonderful police force than just about anything else.....

Rambling now....

PS - In case the name throws some of you, I had nothing to do with the article :)

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