Daily Archives: July 31, 2006

My boy and AJAX 1

> Depeche Mode – The Things You Said
> Ladytron – Seventeen
> Client – Radio
> Lacquer – Behind
> M.I.A. – Amazon

I’m over on Adrian’s 1.5 GHz Mac Mini at his house. Last night we slept in his basement. I thought it would be quite uncomfortable, but the prospect of spending the night with him was too much to pass up. We woke around three (my cell phone alarm had been going off since 11 a.m.) and it was so nice to be with him, notwithstanding the pretzel-like position I’d fallen asleep in.

We snuck out to my car and went over to my grandma’s so I could shower and such, then we went in search of some Substance D (coffee) at Starbucks. I had a grande chai, which made me at least somewhat awake, and we drove back and forth down Fair Oaks and Manzanita…doing a bunch of things. Adrian got a haircut and it looks incredibly cute (I’ll post pictures later), and we found out when the happy hour is at the coffee place on that intersection (11 a.m.-2 p.m.) They supposedly have $1 coffee during that time.

The Goodwill was next on the agenda, but I really didn’t want to go in there because I knew I’d spend a bunch of money. We checked to see what was playing at the theatre, but it was Mission Impossible: III, Ice Age IV, Fast and the Furious XII, Speed XVIII, and a whole bunch of others.

Come on, Hollywood, can we please just make one movie per plot? Why do we have to keep recapitulating the same plots over and over again? And if you are going to make the same movie endlessly, can you at least do us the service of changing the title from time to time?

Anyway, we went back to Adrian’s house after the haircut and finished watching Sneakers. Adrian is on the bed reading an old XY, I believe. We’ve been together for two days straight, and he’s not getting on my nerves at all. It’s like we’re old friends…odd. I dunno, I guess in my old age I’m much more laidback than I was back in my teens…endlessly overanalyzing everything and insisting on these unrealistic and quixotic definitions of “love” that were nothing more than pop song lyrics.

On an unrelated note, I installed this hack for WordPress (the software that powers all that you see when you’re at my blog) that allows my blog to use AJAX. If you’re not a member of the Web 2.0 cognoscenti, AJAX is a package of technologies that basically allow you to use web applications and such without refreshing your web page. For example, a simple implementation would be on a form that specified a location. The first box, you would indicate “USA”, then the next box would fill with the states in the US, and when you selected that, it would immediately have all the counties or some such thing, much faster than reloading the whole page. Does that sort of make sense? Well, if you want to try it out, click on the title for this post. Instead of the whole page reloading, just the center frame will show a small “loading” graphic and then the correct post will be loaded. Simple, eh?

I like it. It makes the user experience just that little bit cooler. If you have any problems (i.e. it doesn’t work or is lame) I’ll remove it, I just thought it was cool.

Before we went back to Adrian’s house, we went to Safeway (I was going to get some orange juice for the house), but instead we were feeling pretentious and got caviar and crackers. Went back to his house and tried it out. Neither of us had never had caviar before, but it wasn’t too bad at all. In fact, I rather liked it. We kept joking about how even though we were poor, we would live with the luxuries of life and none of the necessities.

I took a bunch of pictures over the last few days and I need to upload them, but I can’t seem to find my camera’s USB cable. I think I left it plugged in to my computer at home.

Old Sac 0

Sunday was incredibly cool!

The day before, Christen called and told me that they were at Trash ‘Till Dawn, this version of Trash Film Orgy where they watch terrible movies all night (and of course yell at the screen). I was excited and called Adrian to see if he wanted to go, but we both had to get up early the next day so he told me he was going to call me and wake me up in the morning.

Around 11 a.m., my phone rang. I showered, donned my suit and favorite tie, and jumped into the car. I took the Fair Oaks to J Street route to downtown, and picked Adrian up outside the Starbucks across from the Hard Rock Cafe, attached to the Downtown Plaza shopping mall. I was fresh, awake, and ready to do things in the a.m…something that doesn’t happen too often in Dariusville.

Adrian suggested that we go to the Crocker Art Museum, as it has free admission in the morning and early afternoons. I was definitely up for it, and to my glee they had an M.C. ESCHER EXHIBIT! I was SO excited. The rest of the art was a bit banal, but the Escher work was incredible. I have loved M.C. Escher for ages, I had his print Relativity (below) framed in my room for ages. Anyway, it was really fun. They even had a room dedicated to modern art, which I adore.

M.C. Escher - Relativity (1953)

After that we went down to the river and walked around down there, across trestles and overpasses, and through the quaint streets of Old Sacramento. I took a whole bunch of pictures.

Me and Adrian were sitting on a bench outside the candy store when this old, affluent-looking woman came up to us. “Are you guys Mormons?” she asked us. “No,” Adrian replied. “What are you…in a band? gay?” “Oh, I get it…you’re vampires…out in suits in this heat…” Adrian tried to explain that we were just dressed well, and she couldn’t seem to understand how he made money (he’s a writer).

It was so freaking funny. She was drunk as hell and her husband was orbiting, completely embarrassed. In a few minutes, her daughter came to retrieve her, and they ambled away, with some dignity left. She did say that we were cute though, it was a nice (but odd) ego boost.

We went into the candy store and sampled some taffy (I’m a man who enjoys his taffy), and then had a few chocolate-covered grasshoppers (Adrian totally emasculated this guy who was hesitant about eating one). I had one too…it was..er…crunchy.

We walked back across the bridge, down the river (past this terribly ugly abandoned office building), and back to the car. We went back to Carmichael and ended up hanging out at Kelly’s house for a while.

I was really tired so we went back over to Adrian’s and started watching Sneakers. The DVD was scratched…and we got distracted ;) so we ended up investigating his basement as a possible nocturnal lair (his parents are a bit odd sometimes about me staying the night). As it came time to go to sleep, we took our things down there, cuddled up on a sleeping bag on top of a mostly flat beanbag chair, and fell fast asleep.