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Well, in response to reader feedback, I've added a comments system, along with a way to rate each individual entry as ya'll see fit. Comments will only be made while the entry is on the front page, however, and some entries I may specifically mark to disallow ratings/comments. Keep this in mind, and don't freak out if it happens. Then again, being my readership doesn't break double digits, I don't think any of this will cause much of a problem... (Self deprication is not only priceless, but a necessary part of any good weblog.) [Counting Crows - American Girls.mp3] |
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If I could make it rain today, and wash away this sunny day down to the gutter, I would. Just to get a change of pace. Things are getting worse, but I feel a lot better. And that's all that really matters to me. [Counting Crows - Amy Hit the Atmosphere.mp3] |
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So Mel called me a loser. Somehow I'm honored by this. |
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Yesterday in Math class we all were given a simple task:
myGroup = new group(n%12); As the professor pointed out, only once in five years has this ever worked out correctly, and I remember thinking, "How can it not? I mean, this is Calc II, and he's having us do division." Needless to say, our group was the one and only group who did it right. That's right, I'm in a Calculus class with a bunch of people who can't divide, save the two women in my group. [Visitor Jim:�self-titled] |
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I was coming home form work tonight, a little after 1am, and some chick grabbed my ass as I went past. Yeah, I'm dead sexy. [My roommate is snoring] |
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Spectrum deadline is tomorrow, so I'm listening to a bunch of CDs tonight which I have to review. Only once have I ever reviewed an album as bad as this shit from a band called Messiahmyass, and it has nothing to do with the fact that the title is offensive to Christians. The disc is totally worthless. Rarely do I feel so compelled to give a record back after reviewing it. Oi. [Messiahmyass: self-titled] |
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Can I explain how much I love this website. This entry is almost a carbon copy of a date I had a few month ago. Gorgeous as all get-out, but nearly incapable of filling an hour lunch with conversation. In other news, the Quoteboard has finally been updated. [U.S. Bombs:�Nothin' To Us.mp3] |
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Girls suck. [Cornershop:�When I Was Born For The 7th Time] |
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Note the timestamp; it is correct. I am updating this early. See, I've been extrememly busy, tired, and allergic to the air lately. I went to bed at 20:00 last night. I'm going to install Win2k this morning, then I might take a nap, if my allergies allow me to slumber, that is. [Alanis Morissette:�Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie] |
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We're in Minneapolis now, the BNL concert rocked, yo. Short of DMB, they put on the best show I've ever seen. I'm in the Apple store right now, updating this on a G4866 box. Oi. I want it to have my children. More to come when we get home. [Barenaked Ladies - Too Little, Too Late.mp3 (really, over the store soundsystem. Ironic, eh?] |
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I saw Swordfish today. I think the best way to describe it is like Eve observed: This guy spends many hours typing away while words like "port scan" and "compile worm" flash on the screen. Then, when he's done, he says... "And all I have to do now is modify the code." "What have you been doing all night, jackass?" --Hugh Jackman in, and an audience member hollering at the screen at, Swordfish When you take a geek to see a hacker movie, it's not a drama, folks. It's a comedy. [Adam Sandler - Cock & Balls.mp3] |
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I had a weird-ass dream last night. The combination of my sister asking me what drugs I'm on, coupled with my recent viewing of "Half Baked" at work resulted in a dream where I was constantly carrying around a big, fat J. The odd thing is, no matter how much I smoked, I couldn't get high. I suppose that being I've never smoked weed, my brain has no idea what it's like, and was too lazy to create it. In other news, I love British pop, but it's very expensive. Lauren Laverne EP (5 songs): $16. Kenickie EP (8 songs): $20. Kenickie import album: $31. CD Paradise has one of them for cheaper, but international shipping will spank you every time. Oi. How I lust for Lauren Laverne and her sweet, sweet sounding accent. [Kenickie:�At The Club] |
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So, I'm playing with Google here, and as expected, a search for "fiddle2" does in fact list me as #1. However, a search for fiddle 2 doesn't even list me. Other areas of interest: Google lists Melissa's blog and Nic's journal as "pages similar to travis.kroh.net." [Madness - Our House.mp3] |
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Another 'greatest hits from the last few days' post:
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Come up with suggestions for this word (it does not exist... yet), then email them to me. The winner gets a cookie. The definition is: The word pertaining to psychic manipulation of information and computational data. Good luck. [Kate's distinctive voice] |
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Amen, brother. I know that at least three of my readers are female, so pay attention. [Harvey Danger - Problems and Bigger Ones.mp3] |
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I did it. I did. Nic and Jeff have persuaded me to install AIM. I feel so dirty. [Harvey Danger - Problems and Bigger Ones.mp3] |
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Okay, this is only for the NDSU folks. A parody of the new "help @ ndsu" booklet. [Fountains of Wayne:�Fountains of Wayne] |
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Dear 'god of excitement' Thank you, but I'm fine now. Boredom would be appreciated. -trav [Kyle is listening to Green Day] |
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...and once again, even though we believe we manage the direction of our own lives, we are quickly reminded how easy it is to be picked up, joyfully tossed around a bit, placed high on a pedestal, and then dropped. All of this with open eyes and a conscious mind. ["Love Buzz": A SHOUTcast stream] |
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Re: kT's August 11 post That MM (the Middle Man, go check him out.) is my kind of guy. Okay, I love kT as much as the next guy, I really do, but Margaret was just fighting a battle she was losing from the start. Her "progressive" ideas can definitely be dressed up to look nice, but it's not not gonna' happen, because it would never, ever work. It's things like this I plan to talk about in an essay I wanna write when I get the time... Dear fiddle2 readers (yes, all five of you): please remind me to write this essay. Thanks. -trav [Semisonic: Feeling Strangely Fine] |
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So earlier this afternoon, before work, I call this whore (for all you folks who aren't in-the-know, 'whore' is thrown around very loosely by Nic, as well as Melissa and Fran. If I don't refer to them as whores or bitches, I get spanked.) to wish her a happy birthday. I end up leaving a message. Bitch. I wanted to talk to her. The upside: While I'm at work, my pants beep, and I find that she's left me random, pointless voicemail, and I even get a vocal "hi" from her skanky friend. I certainly AM loved. Happy Birthday, Nic; enjoy it until next year, when the goal of your friends will be to get you as close to alcohol poisoning as possible without actually doing you in. [Silence] |
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We relisted the programming card I mentioned earlier, because surprisingly, it didn't sell. This time, I'm absolutely sure it's gonna' sell, because now the winner gets a bonus: an autographed picture of Kyle and I! (and, if it sells, I get my relist fee back... so even if Jeff has to buy it, somebody's gonna' win.) [NIN on the Net Rock Radio stream] |
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UPDATE: Yes, it does indeed look like ass in Netscape; and, as an added bonus, it's even completely non-functional. This is officially the most temperamental page I've ever made, but ooooo it looks so nice in IE5.5. |
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Well, kroh.net has a new front door. It's in beta mode now, so it probably isn't gonna' render well (at least not on the first refresh). And I'm willing to bet my balls that it looks like ass in Netscape. Screw 'em. (The Netscape users, that is... not my balls.) [G. Love & Special Sauce:�Electric Mile] |
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In my final comment about Fran for a while, I want you all to read this, and then, after you've particularly read the second list, read this. Too weird. [G. Love & Special Sauce:�Electric Mile] |
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Is it me, or is Fran just fantastically attractive? Rawr. [A bunch of Counting Crows MP3s...] |
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 Ah, Travis is feelin' the love... We've got some "Happy Blog-Birthday, bitch" mail from The Fran, requests for Vitamin T from The Nic, and some visual love from Mindi (at left). I think everyone should do this to their money, no? Imagine the kroh.net love that would come of monetary advertising... Reminds me of a certain film. Henceforth, my cash will be kroh.net-ized, baby![The Beta Band:�Dry the Rain (windows media stream)] |
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Today marks three years of my weblog-esque presence. As such, I refer you to the very first of the KroCam entries here (bottom of the page): a picture of me with a pen up my nose... and I wouldn't want my blog history any other way. That was before I knew Jeff, back when JoNall still loved me, and shortly after I'd bought my first BNL CD. Now, Jeff is my best friend, JoNall hasn't spoken to me in over a year, and on the 21st I'll be seeing BNL in concert for the third time in as many years. Oh, how life changes... and all of it (minus the 18 or so months of my life where Rogue Spear was all that mattered to me, and I nearly failed out of school) has been somewhat humorously recorded. Thank you for looking, reading, and writing back. I've met so many cool people on the web thus far, and I meet more every day. Here's to another three years. **tink** [Some sort of classical music from a Live365 stream] |
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I'm taking a ride off to one side; it is a personal thing. Where? When I can't stand up in this cage I'm not regretting. I don't need a better thing, I'd settle for less, it's another thing for me, I just have to wander through this world alone. Stop before you fall into the hole that I have dug here, and rest even as you are starting to feel the way I used to. I don't need a better thing (just to sound confused). Don't talk about everyone, I am not amused by you... If I'm gonna' lose you, I'm gonna' lose you. If I'm gonna' lose you, I'll lose you now for good. - Pete Yorn [Pete Yorn:�Musicforthemorningafter] |
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The sweet touch of my childhood blanket pales in comparison to how I yearn to finally feel the bottom of the well down which I've seemed to have fallen. Gravity is a ruthless laborer, and it's not on my side. [Counting Crows:�This Desert Life] |
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So, I'm listening to a seriously amazing Minneapolis band named Sunnysmack, and I'm thinkin' to myself: "Gee, I haven't checked the website in a while, I wonder what's up..." So I do. And I find this on the top of the front page: Well, Here is a quick little update for those who still check out this site. We are still alive, or better yet, we are still living. I was hoping to have the new site live by now, but inbetween suffering some sort of nervous breakdown, formally ending my "career" as a nudie bar patron, locking myself in my room for 9 days, and buying my first carton of cigarrettes, I guess I haven't found the time to do much else. I'm writing this, quite simply, because a stranger listed us on an honorable mention for his top 5 albums of all time. That made my day, scratch that, it made my month... - Jason Eddie How fucking cool is that? Here's the review I wrote last year. Here's an MP3. They have more at the website. [Sunnysmack: Soundtrack For Sara] |
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Kissin' the bride... forty-five minutes a side... [Superdrag -�Sucked Out.mp3] |
