Kevin->Write(thoughts, browser, time)

void Kevin::Write(char *thoughts, char *browser, int time) allows an object of the Kevin class to create printed english text. The function opens a blogger account (automatically associated with the particular Kevin object) using the web browser resouce identified by browser, and while time > 0 and interrupts are disabled, uses blogger to translate thoughts into text.

Saturday, August 28, 2004

 

Overheard in St. Louis Bar

Balding Bar Patron #1: Mike Williams got his appeal denied by the NCAA, and the NFL won't take him yet. What's he going to do for a year?
Balding Bar Patron #2: Drink.
BBP1: Heh. Yeah, but then he'll lose his big contract.
BBP2: Light Beer.

Also, loyal blog readers are the first to hear this news: I just signed a lease on an apartment in St. Louis, so I'm moving in next weekend, assuming my credit check goes ok. My address will be 5047 Waterman, Apt. 210, St. Louis MO 63108. Email to follow.

Tuesday, August 24, 2004

 

Notes on Life

Max left on Saturday for the Bahamas for the next year at least, sent off by a keg (provided by his parents) and many games of flip-cup. With Max gone, this is the official end of college, as Max is the main "lets go drink and smoke" enabler and with him gone those things start to fade.

In a related story, I'm pretty fat. 50 push-ups and 100 sit-ups per day commenced on Sunday, and have been met with rousing success so far. I also roller-bladed for an hour and a half, so that'll help also. Clearance on fat! Everything must go! Limited time only!

Also, the U.S. women's soccer team is losing Mia Hamm, who is the best player in the history of the game, and four other starters to retirement after the Olympics. I'd like to note that their young offensive players look very strong, but their young defensive players have struggled, so expect them to play a sort of all-or-nothing Nigerian style in a year or so, which should be fun.

I'm reading Pinker's '91 language treatise, which is pretty good and sort of wrong, and Hofstader's Pulitzer Prize winning Godel, Escher, Bach, and the Eternal Braid of whatever, which is pretty good and sort of right. I'll keep you posted.

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

 

At The Bar

Me: Jesus, they say that they're together now. Why can't they just, you know, hook up once in a while, like you do.
Max: It won't last...It'll fade like gonorrhea.
Coppock: Oh, how I wish that was true.

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