So we’re getting ready to move, and after our ordeal last year I hope everything goes well. My feelings are mixed, I hate the process of moving, but the place we’re going to be is orders of magnitude better than where we are now.

I wrote a song about moving a couple years ago, it’s a bit unpolished but here it is (the beginning is kinda quiet): David Franusich - Easier

I just designed a poster for GRID (a new racing videogame) for a contest to try and make money for school. But, I need help to win. Check it out and go vote (You can vote once a day, so make sure you’re going back):

Design a Poster for GRID™ Sponsored by Codemasters

I bought a slide rule last week, I don’t know if I’ll ever use it (or bother learning how to use it), but damn if isn’t cool to have one.

So I’ve decided that since I don’t carry a decent camera around with me everywhere, I’m going to start trying to post photos taken with my camera phone. Some will be artistic, some will be purely documentary. Some will be post-processed, some will be right out of the phone.

To start things off: There is an entrance to a train tunnel 50 feet from our house (it’s down in a ravine, so the noise isn’t horrible). We always hear the trains, but have never seen one. So, imagine my giddyness when walking the dog this morning on the Huckleberry and a coal train comes rumbling on by.

In other news, we now have a dog.

Eventually I’d like to be able to post straight from my phone…I’ve been trying to get postie to work for me, but it’s not quite doing what I want.

Ok, so 2 weeks between posts is pretty pathetic. I thought I’d be better about this but I’ve been busier than usual. So here’s the roundup:

Issue #7 is done, our biggest yet. There are some good articles. I did a shoot at Blacksburg’s new skate park and think the photos tuned out pretty nice:

Christina and I just signed the lease for the place we’re going to be moving into in August, so were pretty psyched about that. We’re also starting to plan the wedding…craziness.

On a completely random note, this is rather amazing:

As those of you from the area may have heard, legendary Pittsburgh Steelers sportscaster Myron Cope died last week. I haven’t seen much about it in national news but I was watching SNL on Saturday and at the end of Weekend Update Seth Myers pulled out a Terrible Towel and started waving it around.

If I ever find a video of it, I’ll post that as well.

Go Stillers! Cope, you will be missed.

P.S. I’ve been kinda really sick, so I haven’t been doing the blog thing the past few days. Blah.

I’ve never received any kind of alcohol through the mail before. Last week Christina’s friend Syrhan sent her a bottle of wine from wine.com via UPS. After two failed delivery attempts because we weren’t home and apparently someone 21+ has to sign for it, we finally got it and laughed out loud when we saw one of the labels on the box:

“Do not deliver to an intoxicated person.”

Now, I could maybe understand this if UPS delivered at like 10 or 11pm, when most people tend to drink. But the UPS guy usually rolls up in the late morning. Who would be so drunk before noon that they wouldn’t be able to sign for a bottle of wine? I guess maybe someone who orders themselves alcohol from the internet…

Oh yeah, and the driver didn’t even card Christina, even though she could pass for a high-schooler. I imagine that after having to come back to our place 3 times he just wanted to be rid of the stupid thing.

Posting will be sparse this week as all of my free time will be spent getting the next issue of 16 Blocks done. I know, everyone is sad…oh wait, no one reads my blog yet anyway.

Last week at the store we picked up some Cap’n Crunch cereal because Christina had a nostalgic craving. The other day I was looking at the back of the box, which has some kids doing sporty things, including some incredibly stereotyped foreigners holding signs with rebus puzzles of their countries on them. When I saw the kid from Canada, I had to do a double take.

You be the judge:

So Christina and I recently joined our local rec center so we can get back in shape(don’t laugh). They take your photo and make up a flimsy ID card so that they can make sure everyone’s kosher, mine looks like some gawd-awful lineup pic:

yikes.