Author: Miles Rausch

I've made a smart playlist of all the songs with 0 plays. I listen to them because I feel bad for them not because I like the music. I'm THAT guy.
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I had started this post last night. I had worked hard on it, writing around seven paragraphs. I was verbose, and eloquent, and (dare I say!) charming. Let me say this – I took a funny LOL photo and I turned into a discussion of the philosophical and intellectual effects that the ocean has on people, cultures, and the Earth itself.

BUT I lost all that. Why? WordPress has “auto saving” in its latest versions, so it wasn’t that. It was, in fact, that special little Press It bookmarklet that I’ve come to love. I’ve discovered that if you switch tabs, it won’t save what you’ve typed for the post. Whether by design, or a bug, it resulted in the devestating loss of all my late-night work.

So, instead of retyping, I’ll simply finish with my closing line from the phantom post: Deep, I know. It’s the ocean after all.

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Quote A Day – August 1, 2008

Complication is often the path of least resistance for the designer. It is either the result of lack of knowledge or lack of adequate thought. The simple way of doing something is not usually the one that first springs to mind.

Arthur E. Raymond

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Greigh’s Anatomy

In accordance with our compromise, I am writing about Grey’s Anatomy.  The original agreement was for Holli and I to watch three episodes in season one, and then Bryce and Lindsey would watch season one of Lost.  With nothing to lose, we took on the bet.  We purchased the three episodes from iTunes, watched them, and sat back.

The results: meh.

Without a leg up by ABC.com, we had no easy way of watching the other season one episodes.  Then Bryce and Lindsey came home for Guse’s wedding, and they lent us seasons one, two, and three.  With our excuses out of the way, we commenced ta’ jigglin’.

The results: we became fans.

Without giving away any spoilers, I will say that the show is at its best when it is sharing the episode’s time between inter-personal conflict and medical mystery.  The show has a tendency to get too caught up in personal drama.  That’s fine, but I get pretty bored with that kind of thing.  You can get that sort of drama by droves through shows like The ‘Bu or Horrible People.  However, it does add a little spice.  I enjoy a smattering of moments that make me say, “Oh, no, [he|she] didn’t!  Snap!”

I like the medical mysteries a little more.  I don’t nearly enough about medicine to guess along with them, but who knows how many of those terms or procedures are actually made up, either.  There was one case in which my google searching did in fact yield the correct diagnosis before the doctors got it.  If only I’d been doing web development in that hospital, I could have helped with the case.

One of my major pet peeves with the show is the way they deal with expanding the cast.  You can bet that if someone suddenly shows up as working at the hospital, within three episodes they will become a love interest.  It’s clumsy.  It’s Nikki and Paolo clumsy, but not quite as frustrating as the characters usually make their introductions worthwhile.  Unlike Nikki and Paolo.  Whom I hate.

Despite the things that I don’t like about the show, I enjoy it more than I disenjoy it.  We’ll watch the next season, though the last season didn’t give us many reasons to return.  Their time slot also helps.  The question now will be whether we watch Grey’s Anatomy over The Office or whether we DVR it and return to ABC for Lost.

Despite our newfound enjoyment of the show, our old hatreds remain.  Holli and I are going through much the same issue that old people are going through: racism (or overt hatred of any kind) is no longer fashionable.  We hated on Grey’s for so long that we sometimes forget that we’re fans now.  In other words, it’ll be a long time before we learn to quit calling it “Gay’s Anatomy”.  There should be a support group for us.

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WordPress Meets iPod touch

WordPress has released an iPhone app that allows one to post from the smallest screen feasible. We’ll see how well it works. It lets users save posts locally. And I can attach photos. It’s a strange new world.

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Sorkin In St. Paul

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I would like to preface this by saying that this post is so late in coming NOT because I didn’t have a good time in St. Paul but because I decided to graciously let the rest of the Internet talk amongst themselves for a while.

If you can remember back that far, Holli and I drove up to St. Paul, MN, on March 28, 2008. We had never been up to the RRRH, and it was also shaping up to be a unique Newsbleep experience. Our trip began with a tour around the spacious mansion. The house that our St. Paul relatives enjoy has three floors and a basement. The basement was terrifying in its depth and darkness, but the rest of the house was pleasant and enjoyable. The main floor has a TV and couch and chairs and the second floor has several couches and some bedrooms. This second floor is also the PS3 floor. The final floor is more of an attic which is where Dan and David slept.

Saturday morning, the guys headed to a cafe for “Men’s Breakfast” with Chris. We talked mostly about politics and how the post 9/11 political climate has resulted in a general public frustration which may, unfortunately, produce lowered standards for the next President. Never once did we mention farting.

Besides enjoying the company of our cousins, the other goal of this visit was to film an “Aaron Sorkin-esque” episode called What Kind of Day Has It Been. My goal was to parody / mimic the writing style of some of Aaron Sorkin’s works: Sports Night, The West Wing, and Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. Whether I achieved that goal is debatable, but it was a fun shoot. There were three basic sets: downstairs Writers’ Room, middle floor Rehearsal Area, and upstairs Producer’s Office. Playing an actor and a director made things a little difficult as I couldn’t really rehearse. Thankfully, I’m great at dubbing my dialogue, so it wasn’t an issue. It was neat to walk around the house and to hear different groups of people running lines. It almost seemed professional.

With most of it done, we headed to dinner. We went to the Muddy Pig, a local pub. The Muddy Pig had a large collection of beers, which didn’t do me much good. They did have a fair selection of wines, however. The meals were, by-and-large, warmly received by their recipients. As far as I remember, that is.

Either that night or the night before we watched Frisky Dingo which turned out to be a better version of Sealab 2021. I’m not opposed to watching more. Also, that night I had Irish whisky and Dr. Pepper. So began an addiction.

Sunday was mostly putting the place back together. I had script pages and props and all kinds of notebook paper scattered everywhere. Sunday was also lazy, as everyone was lounging around and having a relaxing day. It was great to get to see/meet/hang out with: Katie, Brenna, Dan, David, Sarah, Chris, Tyler and their friends.

Sorkin in St. Paul.