Weird Machines

I keep thinking about it, I swear. I want to blog for you. All of you. I feel like I have things to say, but when it comes time to put... uhhh... keyboard to text input, I blank out. There's plenty of personal stuff I could post about; I'm a little panicky about graduating, money is a scary thing, etc. But that's not what I want this blog to be about. I want this blog to be more about my identity as a New Media... guy.

But since I have nothing else to post about, let's go personal for today. I've started running, but not in the way that I've done before, where I run for a day and then forget about it for a month. It's only been two days in a row, but I feel far more committed to it. I think it has something to do with the fact that Rochester has come out of its annual Dark Age. I think I finally realize why people like running: Endorphins.

So a QGYH2 (what a username) posted this gem on Digg today. I read through it, and holy hell I'm excited. I feel like the biggest dork in the world, but the thought of shaving with some 100-year-old double edge razor (with a new blade, of course) sounds awesome. That plus the whole pomp and circumstance surrounding the process has me psyched to try it. To e-bay!

Oh, plus it's good for the environment. Or something. Whatever. Kaci appreciates that part of it, at least.

Pictures, etc. when I get my hands on a set!