I was too lazy to bike all the way uphill on Hearst so I parked my bike near Tolman Hall and grabbed the Daily (or bi-weekly) Cal to read on the hike up. It being a slow news day, I ended up reading a terrible article on some Raiders player who used to play for Berkeley. The gist was that because he played well under a new coach at Berkeley, he will play well under a new coach for the Raiders. With such stunning leaps of logical deduction, pinning correlation to causation, I am led to conclude that the world of Berkeley sports writers consists largely of complete idiots. I honestly think that reading articles like that makes one dumber.
Monthly Archives: August 2004
tracks deux
Another recent mix, this time heavier on the jazz and techno:
1. Count Five Or Six — Cornelius
2. Anarchy In The UK — Sex Pistols
3. No Diggity — Black Street feat. Dr. Dre
4. Turkish Mambo — Lenny Tristano
5. Changui — Charlie Hunter
6. Broken Skin — Nitin Sawhney
7. Life/Death (w/Mikah 9) — Prefuse 73
8. Annanas — Tosca
9. Mescal — Alter Ego
10. Since I Left You — The Avalanches
11. Moves — Charles Mingus
12. Fugata — Astor Piazzola, performed by Yo-Yo Ma
13. Boplicity — Miles Davis
14. Watermelon Man — Mongo Santamaria
15. Spybreak! — Propellerheads
16. Matter Of Fact — Roni Size/Reprazent
accents
Via MeFi, a collection of accents and dialects. My favorite so far is the sheep farmer. “The bigger sheep usually, they’re what you call lowdown [?] sheep…” It’s like a whole nother language, really.
two interesting things
Apparently marinara is named after mariners. Something about being able to keep on long sea voyages. At least according to my southern Italian cookbook.
From A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius:
After graduating he tried Chicago first, but was tired of constantly running into people from Champaign. They were all there, the whole school — so few make it out of the state. To most, Chicago was Oz, anything beyond it was China, the moon.
An Ergodic Walk 