28 January, 1998

Hail!

Wed Jan 28 22:54:59 CST 1998

So, Bill Clinton came to town today. The whole place has been excited and everything all day. He didn't say anything interesting, which is to be expected. Jon got irritated when Al Gore referred to the University as the central cloverleaf of the Information Superhighway.

We hate the term Information Superhighway in the first place. Jon said the abusive metaphors were driving him nuts.

Whatever. It's Al Gore. He invented the first term so if he wants to be a schmuck about pushing his metaphors around, more power to him.

If you start talking about Cyberspace though, don't expect any sympathy from dannyman.

Anyways, the cool part was when Al Gore started yelling. See, all the dopes who got to make speeches before the president got to be more expressive towards the audience. This includes Al Gore, who CNN apparently didn't give a shit about. Bill Clinton comes to the podium in the midst of scandal after his State of the Union address and the world's cameras power up.

Al Gore however, was shouting things like a pro wrestler. It was kinda weird, and I wondered if something hadn't gotten into his water. It's good to see him trying to resemble a human being though. Maybe.

I was giggling at the image in my head of Al Gore wearing a mask and some colorful wrestling costume threatening the Republican party or scandal-mongers with his mighty physical prowess. Whatchya gonna do, when Al Gore runs wild on you? Grrr!

Clinton was greeted at Willard by local heros ... I was a bit wary of the heroics when the first lady to shake his hand was Mrs. Ramos, director of Food Services. What is so heroic about the crap that passes for service on this campus tends to escape me. The rest of the heros seemed like nice folk though.

At the end of Bill's speech, he was shaking hands on his way out. Tsoni had a good position, given his place in the College Democrats leading the Schmidt campaign. He shook hands and exchanged a few words both with Bill and Al. He patted Bill on the shoulder and the allegation, apparently founded by me, is that Al gore rubbed his head. He doesn't believe that and I was babbling it to everybody so excitedly that it's now dubious as to whether it actually happened or if it is simply the product of a rather flamboyant guy making irresponsible claims and folks gobbling it up. Eventually I may well receive independent confirmation of the occurrence. Tsoni doesn't remember it happening, but seems open-minded about it. I think the experience was likely somewhat surreal.

Tsoni's been glowing all day. And all the hall that does know him, has been absorbing it.

Tsoni's the man.

Changes

I met up with the professor for B&TW 275 today, after his class, which I skipped on account of the president. He seems like a good guy, and the class seems like it could be really interesting. I've dropped B&TW 271 and the CS course on OSes, as I doubt my ability to handle it all that easily, haven't any profound interest in it, and would just as soon work at 0900h than go to lecture. I pushed my CSIL Monday and Friday work hours up an hour, as the B&TW course is at noon. Now work from 0900h to 1100h, off to lunch, then back in class at 1200h. Monday is when Netdev meets, so I figured to drop my CSIL hours entirely so I can attend the meetings, featuring bagels, higher pay, and about as much work.

Gotta buy some books though.

I did laundry today too. My outfit for the rest of the week is a pair of grayish cargo pants and a green and red plaid flannel shirt. I've opted for one shirt as the weather has warmed up a great deal. I have many boxers now. So many that they merit their own drawer. To make room in the sock drawer I threw out a number of older tighty whiteys that I never wear any more anyways. It seemed like a waste, but I dunno that you can recycle cotton, nor that even Goodwill wants used underwear.

I'm going to wash my face now.

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