Change of Venue
I’ve officially changed my weekly coffee spot. After the Jupiter House decided to host Governor Rick Perry for a campaign stop, without inviting other candidates, I’ve moved my Sunday tradition to Big Mike’s on Hickory St. Some people think I’m overreacting, but when a place that I believe is a forum for free speech and social activity becomes a platform for one ideal, it’s not a place I want to patronize. Besides, Big Mike is cheaper.
After being postponed last week, the UIL meet at my old high school went well. I judged Prose, Poetry, and Extemporaneous Informative Speaking. Poetry is the toughest to judge for me, since I’m really not an avid reader of poetry. Hell, I really don’t even like poetry, so I sometimes feel that I can’t give the contestants the critique they deserve. Either way, all of the events were fun and I got to see my old teachers again.
Today I plan to finish the Debian install on my media server, which I decided to completely reformat since it was filled with so much junk. All I really have to do now is set up file sharing between it and my mac. For some reason, it’s not wanting to play as nicely as it did with Ubuntu.
Fire-Breathing Snowman from Hell
Since I already posted Friday, and nothing much has occurred except for homework, I decided to take a break this Sunday and give you one last snowy story before the last snow here in Denton melts away.
There’s a guy in Bel Air who decided to give his family’s snowman the ability to breathe fire. Observe:
Awesome. Enjoy more at the link.
Snow Daze
It’s snowing again here in North Texas. This time it was an all-time record. DFW recorded a bit over 9 inches of snow when I last heard. That’s more snow than any other time in recorded Dallas history. Strange.
I’m pretty well snowed-in here in Denton, as well. I’ve managed to walk to the coffee shop; not my usual one on the square, but the new 24/7 one only one and a half blocks from my apartment. I have to say that they’ve really improved since the first time I visited just a couple of days after they opened; a lot more comfy.
The mass text messages are starting to pour in from other KNTU DJs, saying that they’re trapped and are too far away from campus. I guess I might fill in for one. Hell, it’s more practice, and it’s not like I’ll be doing anything else around here.
Tomorrow I’ll be visiting my old high school to help judge speaking events for their annual UIL academic meet. My old drama teacher is overseeing the speech events, and I won’t have any idea what I’m judging until probably two minutes before the event is set to start. Either way, it’s a lot of fun, and I get to see one of my favorite teachers again.
Well, I believe it’s now time to walk around the dead campus and take a few pictures.

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