The Grand Fallacy

Linux, musical road-dogging, and daily life by Paul W. Frields
 
The Grand Fallacy

The war is over.

My hell week at work ended on Thursday night, but I spent pretty much the whole day Friday with a couple of my friends who were attending. We went sightseeing down the Civil War Trails, visiting the battlefields of Chancellorsville, Wilderness, and Spotsylvania Courthouse, with a side trip to downtown …

Music masters.

I’m glad Chris agrees with me about not only George Lucas, but Ben Folds and my all-time favorites Del Amitri. The Dels bottomed out sales-wise with their adventurous and occasionally brilliant electronica-laced Can You Do Me Good?, and then unceremoniously broke up with a mid-2002 announcement from lead singer Justin …

Easy come, easy go.

Yesterday we had a nice cookout party, with many family and friends in attendance. My good friend and drummer Rich (who turned 38 the day before) and his family came, as well as our friends Scott and Jenny and son Jack, Ellen, and Amy and Cameron. We grilled steaks, bratwurst, …

Hail dystopia!

Chris sent me a link to Evgeny Zamyatin’s We, a marginally science-fiction dystopian novel that predates both 1984 and Brave New World. I haven’t read it, but it looks fascinating, especially considering that Zamyatin’s work was filtered through his experience of Communism’s rise in his own land.