This one goes out to Brian Burwell, my partner in orchestral crime, wherever you are:
I started cello in 4th grade, and played Pachabel more times than I care to remember, so this hits awfully close to home. Funny stuff. (He does cheat with the chords a bit at the end, but we’ll give him a pass.)
via Paul
This weblog is generally a link-free zone. But sometimes I come across something so good, I just have to point it out. If I were properly industrious, I’d spice up the link with an amusing and somewhat poignant look back at my childhood and the times Chris and I tried to kill each other with Jarts. But I’m lazy, so all you get is a link.
Submitted for your approval: The Most Dangerous Toys of All Time.
I spend last week in Atlanta for a conference on Sakai, the open-source Learning Management System we’re implementing here at Texas State. It was generally a good conference. Highlights included: getting to visit with old friends William, Bobbie Jo, and Rich, Eben Moglen’s keynote, getting to hang out with some great people from work, and A Very Merry Unauthorized Children’s Scientology Pageant.
While I was there and missing my family one night, I pressed the MacBook and the greatest software ever into service to send this back home:
While the trip was a good one, it’s good to be back home.