soapbox

Pretty soon I will be contractually unable to talk about a fair portion of my work. Which as any graduate student knows, is actually kinda a relief, since “how’s your work going” isn’t usually a great conversation topic for most of us.

The problem with this limitation is that I’m somewhat ill-trained for SoCal conversation. Naturally, you can’t go with “man, Papelbon was awesome last night” or “what the hell was Rem-dawg talking about last night”, but really most sports-related water cooler talk is out the window here, except for golf. Additionally, since it is always sunny and warm here, you can’t use the weather as a conversation starter.

So, basically, I’ve decided to make shit up. I end up doing this accidentally sometimes, like when I’m getting my haircut and the hairdresser/barber mis-hears something I say and I don’t feel like correcting them, but I figure that now I’ll just be a little more direct/intentional with my creativity.

Speaking of creativity, here’s my recent graphjam, inspired by having the Snoop/Phish song stuck in my head all day.

This week’s gem is courtesy of Detroit slugger Gary Sheffield:

“That’s what I love about my skip, man,” Tigers DH Gary Sheffield said before Sunday’s game. “He’ll tell you that you suck. That’s what I appreciate him for. I know I suck. We know we suck. But I don’t see nobody in there hanging their head and feeling sorry for themselves. Yeah, we suck. But we’ll see who sucks at the end.”

See, now that is how a veteran approaches an ugly start to the season.