As you may or may not know, my last name is Beveridge. This meant lots of silly jokes growing up..."hey, I'm thirsty," or "look! that sign says no food or beverage allowed...hehe." I was usually too busy fielding height jokes to bother with the beverage riffs anyway. I enjoy a good joke though (quite a bit actually)--once I had to call a water company for work and had to spell out my name to the customer service rep and cracked up. Interestingly, several years later, people now find out my last name and think it's "cool."
So, when I learned about Drink.Think: the first spoken-word event dedicated to celebrating what we drink, I was pretty excited. I attended the June reading and was delighted to participate in the October reading earlier this month.
In honor of puns and tales about quaffables, check out the clip for some Beveridge on beverage action. Cheers!
It's that time of the year again--candy corn season! Freshly plucked from the drugstore shelf and so full of sugar, you can smell it through the plastic bag.
I found this little guy in my annual candy corn indulgence.
When corn is sculpted, you'd expect each one to look the same. But, perhaps like a snowflake, each little kernel is special. This one was so special, I promptly ate it.
Sometimes I get down about how my current career is developing (or seeming slow to develop). But then, I tidy up my apartment, and find a piece of paper that gives me inspiration.
A set of question notes from an interview with a political organizer I wrote up for a publication.
Portland freshman legislator Jefferson Smith decided to pull a little prank on his colleagues. According to the story, took crafty speech writing, lots of editing, and helpful volunteers to get the Oregon State Legislature to Rick Roll itself.
They contend that her years as an assistant attorney general for the state were mainly spent handling mundane matters like violations of state rules about dock sizes. (Not so, she says.) Mostly, though, they say she has explicitly fashioned herself as a liberal — a notion that she vehemently denies, repeatedly promising at campaign events to stand for independence and impartiality.
Since when does being "liberal" mean that you're against independence? or that you're partial? Aren't all politicians partial--let's be real. Must the NYT adopt the same framing as the politicos?
I expect better from my news sources, especially when they start charging moolah...
I noticed that my computer backups, which are supposed to happen seamlessly, seemed to have started failing...about three weeks ago.
A little perturbed that my precious files were vulnerable, I tried to remedy the problem. After a few troubleshooting attempts, the amber light blinks on and on, punishing me in it's gentle warm glow as it whirs away, making me nervous.
On the upside, I learned a little more about how this whole backup process is *supposed* to happen. And apparently the secret is mounting the drive, which I think means that my computer and backup drive are supposed to do something like this...
Normally, they get it on so regularly that you can set your watch to it. First, the machine starts "preparing the backup," which I can only imagine is foreplay in the form of 0s and 1s. And it seems to be going on for hours and days!
But the IP address is "invalid," so It appears that there is some sort of communication problem between these two metal hunks. And despite plugging them in directly, still no connection.
It is getting hot in here, but I think it's because of the endlessly spinning disc, forever hoping to be mounted.
I'm about to start blasting this to inspire my little machines...
Hey Mac Genius, can you please help my hard drive get it on?
