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Tuesday,February 26,2002 Oh yeah and I got a call from Mary last week. Sounded sad. She claims it was just middle of the night calling from Japan. I suppose that is an accurate assessment. I don't think I've ever taken two weeks off before in my life without doing some modicum of some sort of work. It was an interesting experience. I guess the Molympics sitemade me feel like I was at work. Hah. Anyway, I've been churning out the work now, including a new issue of the CAWS newsletter. I don't have to write much this time as the board and a student are taking part. EDITOR. That does have its benefits. John sent me a twisted postcard from Texas. Cleaned my house in 5 minutes and then made steak. Wonder if the CAWS people mind me chowing down on a London broil while working on their newsletter? Sunday,February 24,2002 Actually it is quite funny to read the stories because the outsiders keep saying things like "Normally, drunken revelers wouldn’t be roaming through the streets of Salt Lake City. The state’s strict Mormon heritage usually makes for quiet nights." Granted drunken revelers aren't roaming downtown, mostly because no one comes downtown after dark (well some do, but nothing like the crowds we've seen in the games.) As I suspected most of the folks who are downtown are from the area. Bascially Salt Lake, like most other cities is surrounded by suburbs that, thankfully, many people don't leave. As for the "Mormon heritage" idea...hah. Such comments reflect the media hold that the Church has. Those good folks want outsiders to believe that 75% of the state is Mormon. Well that may be true but my guess is that 40% of that 75% are Jack Mormons...inactive. Basically downtown became very attractive to locals and they headed there. The only reason that people don't head downtown more often is that they don't know what is there. I used to be thankful for that because it kept the insanity down. I think the word may be out, however. Sunday,February 17,2002 Last night was about the craziest I've seen it yet during the Olympics. It seemed like everyone and their dog was out and about. They pretty much closed down the Olympic Plaza because it had reached capacity. The bars are still gouging and trying to justify it, even though I've been told that their business is way off. I suppose on a weekend night like that they can count on 10% of that huge crowd to be stupid enough to put up with their crap. In either case it was pretty wild wandering the streets. Wednesday,February 13,2002 While I was cleaning the bathroom I was struck by a rather nice memory. When Mary and I first moved in together (she moved into my place) the place was a sty, especially the bathroom. I remember how nicely she treated me as we cleaned the bathroom. Like I was a village idiot. Of course I am the village idiot when it comes to cleaning. How many people can have romantic memories while swabbing out a toilet? Tuesday,February 12,2002 Hmm. Downtown is getting full of freakazoids now. Pretty much on every corner there is an out-of-town ticket scalper, and now the religious nuts have showed up. I guess I should have seen this coming. There was a rather amusing street preacher in front of the temple. I wonder if the out-of-towners think he is a mormon. Nah. He wasn't dressed in a Mr. Mac suit. Monday,February 11,2002 It was nice weather yesterday so Lucy had the idea of having a barbecue. It was nice to sit over in the ghetto and wave at the buses from far flung places like St. Louis and Atlanta rove around. Just pleasant to sit and unchill in the sun. Mellow night all in all. Lucy and I were supposed to go to curling up in Ogden, but I guess it didn't work out. Getting home too late. Partying too much. While I was walking to get coffee yesterday, there were a couple of old women starting up at robins in the trees. "Look," the older of the two said. "The robins. The robins have come back." I didn't have the heart to tell her that robins don't migrate. At least I think they don't. The robins were picking leaves off the beautiful paper birch down the street. Tonight more Olympic-sized partying at the Urban Lounge. Saturday,February 09,2002 Aren't we funny, as far as monkeys go? Friday,February 08,2002 I've never seen Salt Lake like this. I take that back. I've seen pictures of downtown in the 30s and 40s and it is as crowded as that. Anyway it was a lot of fun last night and I think I'm losing my grumpiness towards the Olympics. It still pisses me off that the bars and restaurants are gouging by doubling their prices, but it is still fun to meet all the new folks. Thursday,February 07,2002 Nice. Two weeks and a day off. Places to go (well downtown). People to meet. I'm still plugging for the Norwegian women's ski team. City Weekly has a knock down drag out Olympics issue. They spare no venom. For example: "Sex is strictly illegal in Utah. A man and a woman who are legally married may have sex but only in one position." I would have added to that "and only to have children." Ah well. I've decided to actively recruit for contributions to the Molympics thing. I was a little uneasy at first since people I actually know IRL would be looking at me via the cam page, but then I thought, "what the hell is it for anyway." Monday,February 04,2002 I think I have frostbite. 16 degrees F; feels like 7 degrees F. I was going to bitch about UTA, but then that would make me sound like a whiner. All I can say is that UTA is trying its best. Unfortunately UTA's best wouldn't be enough to get TRAX out of a paper bag. Sunday,February 03,2002 Although I was really crappy playing it, I come from a football family. My uncle was an All American before he went into the army and was killed. My dad was also a pretty good player. My uncle thinks he could have ridden through college on a scholarship. My dad, being the rebel that he was, hated school. My brothers played too, and being the youngest I was expected to be the MAN. Little did they know that at that age I could trip over a line. Damn, it was Groundhog day and I forgot about it. I did see my shadow, however. I'm suffering from writer's block with the Molympics page. I am trying to think of suitable categories to include in an index. Of course I am probably jumping the gun because I have no content right now save one picture. So far I have the following categories: seen, heard, odd, and links. I don't really want it to be blog-like at this point. I think I will look at the official Olympic sites for some inspiration for satire. Friday,February 01,2002 "The Castle above them, which K. had hoped to reach that very day, was already beginning to grow dark and retreated again into the distance. But as if to give him a parting sign till their next encounter, a bell began to ring merrily up there, a bell that for at least a second made his heart palpitate, for its tone was menacing, too, as if it threatened him with the fulfillment of his vague desire. This great bell soon died away, however, and its place was taken by a feeble, monotonous little tinkle, which might have come fromt he Castle, but might have been somewhere in the village." --Franz Kafka, The Castle You know when things come down from the Castle, I guess it isn't always bad. I received a call at work today from the Dean asking if I wanted to hear good news. Not being a simp, of course I said yes. In that flat second between the words "good news" and when he went on, I had a sudden feeling of dread. Good news is usually always paired with the bad, you see. In any case, he did go on and said I had a nice little raise coming my way. All this had been in the works (or was supposed to be) for nearly 2 and a half years, and was not nearly as much as I had been promissed. I'm certainly not going to complain at this point. |
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© 2002 Clinton R. Gardner Last update: February 3, 2002 7:54 PM
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Hee hee. Beer riots in downtown Salt Lake. 
Well god damn. That has to be the best Super Bowl I've ever seen. Ranks right up there with some of the good ones I remember as a kid. I thought for sure that the Patriots would run the clock out and try to take in the OT. Man. Now if Miami or Oakland can get their crap together next year.
