Last home Nationals game at RFK Stadium

Sunday afternoon saw the final MLB game at RFK stadium. I've been slowly learning to love the Nationals-- they're bad in the way the Tigers were when I was at University and I first started following the baseball. I sort of love them for that. I'm a softy for underdogs.

Next summer the Nat's move to their new home on the waterfront. There is great hope of reviving the area although their stint in RFK did little for the eastern neighborhood that hosts the stadium. We shall see...

In any event, end of baseball games in my town feels like end of summer (as does the Tigers dashed hopes for an October series...) and end of summer means the winter isn't far off. DC in winter is nothing like the long dark puffy snow filled winters I experienced growing up in Michigan. I love snow, but the darkness isn't missed.

By the way, I actually saw Christmas decorations at the hardware store the other day. It's September, people!

Countdown to loss of privacy... My boss's blog on Huffington Post.

Paperback Writer + Hey Ya = Rad

Friday at The Blackcat, DJ Spooky made me dance.

His moment of genius, for me, was a mix of The Beatles' 'Paperback Writer' and Outcast's 'Hey Ya.'

I remember in college the amount of time I spent listening to terrible hobbyists, who's parents gave them too-big allowances, with lots of amazing toys that they didn't know how to use... in any event, back then it was easy for me to forget that I love a good DJ.

Spooky had three digital turn tables that were attached to video that reacted to all of his changes, moves and scratching. Mike and I have been talking about incorporating video and animation into our work, and now that I've seen it done so beautifully, I'm really anxious to start experimenting.