Presenting: The Anti-Garnett

This is Tyson Gay, who ran the 100 meters in 9.68 seconds yesterday, besting the world record time posted by his rival, Usain Bolt, in a qualifying round earlier this year.  Gay was also running in the race in which Bolt posted the record, finishing a distant (for world-class sprinters) second with 9.85 seconds, a lopsided loss that forced Gay to reinvent his running style in the past few months.


Making the day more interesting is that Gay's time won't be a world record, since the wind was blowing too hard from behind him for it to be allowable for world record consideration.  All it all, quite an interesting day for Gay, who responded to questions about the race that left him the fastest man in the history of the world and yet not the world record holder by saying: 

"It was okay."

 

Traveling

I'll be traveling to South Houston all this week to film a youth mission trip, followed by at least one week of pure craziness at work, so I'll put the blog on official hold for a couple of weeks (as opposed to normal, where I just stop posting).

Bull Durham celebrates its 20th anniversary this year, and while watching it this week, I decided it's now officially stood the test of time as both a classic film and a fun baseball movie. While going to school in LA, I once made fun of Kevin Costner movies with some sort of Uwe Boll-type rhetoric, and one of the professors chastised me for it, pointing out that if you skip out on Costner movies, you never get to watch any good baseball movies. She was right: Bull Durham, Field of Dreams, For The Love of the Game... that, right there, is a career regardless of any sort of Waterworld/No Way Out/Robin Hood/The Postman/etc. nonsense.

For the record, The Hoax, the Clifford Irving movie about the fake Howard Hughes autobiography, is out on DVD and more than worth watching. It's great to see a collection of solid character actors get together and just tear it up - Alfred Molina, Stanley Tucci, Julie Delpy, plus a perfectly-cast Richard Gere. How often do I get to type that last part?

This post is about 97% for my mom, who likes to know these things.

The apartment is finally completed, and pictures are up!

Let's start with a guide to my apartment area. I live in one of these:


Good start. On to the kitchen!


Wood floors, people. Wood floors. It's a whole different lifestyle. Now, the dining room:

Nice, nice. You'll note that I own a tablecloth, and that should count for something. This room also has a well-organized closet that the cat is a big fan of.


Once, while I was unpacking, the cat managed to get himself shut up in the closet for several hours, something I found out only after the cat started ramming his head into the door repeatedly. He didn't seem that unhappy about it. Okay, here's the bedroom:


As you can imagine, my bed is always that neatly made each morning. Here's the closet:

Y'know, this might be the moment to compare this place to my old apartment when I first moved in. Pretty much the same, right? Lets take a look at the living room.


And the flip view. The door leads out onto a patio and into my laundry room on the other side.


Well, there we go. I'll put up pictures of the whole apartment complex later, so you get an idea of the luxury I'm living in, in comparison with the old place. But it's been great to tour an apartment with one of those forms for writing down everything that's wrong, and only being able to come up with "the freezer smells a little funky." I've been humming "Movin' On Up" for weeks.