Archive for May, 2009

Computers Behaving Badly

Friday, May 29th, 2009

I spend most of my time at work programming a sprawling application that is used by almost everyone at Jellyvision as their main production tool.  We’re constantly adding in new features so it can be a little buggy.  I often hear about it when it acts up.  

Talking to Ryan in the kitchen today, he said, “I know I complain about [software] a lot, but I wanted you to know that it behaved really well today.”

I gave a similar report to Allard after dog sitting his new puppy last week.  


Yay!  Gratuitous picture of a puppy that looks like an Ewok!

I Wolframed Myself

Tuesday, May 26th, 2009

Wolfram Research recently released their new analytical search engine, WolframAlpha.  It’s nice to see an Illinois company making a big splash.

Just for fun I “Wolframed” myself to see what it would say; it didn’t hurt a bit!

It seems my name has become quite popular lately.  My parents were literally ahead of the curve on this one.  What was an obscure name when they picked it in the 70′s has become the 40th most popular name in America.  

Parents, stop naming your kids Evan! 


A Conversation on Kingsbury

Friday, May 22nd, 2009

A giant new Whole Foods opened up near work this week — the third biggest in the world.  It’s a pretty amazing place, actually.  This morning, walking to work, I ran into someone who was less enthusiastic about it:

Dude: Hey, man, let me ask you something.
Evan’s Inner Monologue: (Uh oh.  Here we go.)
Evan: What’s that?
Dude: You don’t think this Whole Foods belongs here, do you?
Evan: I don’t know.  It just moved from across the street.  What’s the difference?
Dude: It’s a sell-out.  That’s what it is.  Why you got to sell out President Obama like that?
Evan’s Inner Monologue: (Wait.  What? Obama?  How can I get out of this conversation.)
Evan: Well, as long as VIP’s is still there, right?
Dude: Yeah!  That’s a good point.  I never thought of that!

There you have it.  A good point.

Matching Scars

Wednesday, May 20th, 2009


About two years ago I wrote about my brother Brian taking a softball in the face after it took a bad hop. Well, like brother, like brother. I’m now the proud owner of three stitches aftera similar incident.  On this trip to the emergency room, however, Brian wasn’t the patient, he was the doctor. Well, actually he was working in pediatrics and didn’t do the stitches himself as I hoped he would, but he came down and ushered me through the ER.  Handy!

By the way, along with my stitches, I’m also the proud owner of a really stupid looking moustache/mutton chops amalgam.


My Birthday Present

Sunday, May 17th, 2009

Shama sent me this video-present from Ireland.  It’s the best.  I can’t wait until she comes home in a couple weeks.

Future Me is Gonna Pee His Pants

Wednesday, May 13th, 2009


Somehow I got on a mailing list for retirees:  AARP sends me membership cards, charities ask me to consider my legacy, and this week I was informed how men my age sometimes have difficulty urinating.  

I’m like some sort of time traveler getting a sneak peek at my junk mail from 30 years in the future.  (Will there even be junk mail 30 years from now?)

“Oh No, Not the Gorilla Again!”

Monday, May 4th, 2009

Journey to the End of the Night 2009 has come and gone and no one could have asked for better weather… unless you were sprinting as fast as you could wearing a gorilla suit. In that case you might have preferred it a bit cooler.



I think my favorite part of the whole night might have been the bus ride home with blue and pink ribboned Chicagoans boarding and disembarking, all sharing stories of their adventures that night.

Other fond memories:

  • Accidentally chasing three dudes who weren’t actually playing the game — possibly freaking them out a little bit.
  • A cop yelling out his car at me… only to ask me where my gorilla mask was. (I would have worn it but I couldn’t see anything out of it. Also, it smelled weird.)
  • Chasing people through Bridgeport where it was nice to see that kids still actually play outside in their neighborhood. They loved the idea of our game so I gave them the few blue armbands I had collected and told them if they wore them they might get chased by people with pink armbands. They ended up just running from anyone who came by.

Below is a map of the checkpoints for anyone who might be interested. As a “staff chaser” my job was to patrol certain choke points and make people run.

View Journey to the End of the Night 2009 in a larger map 

Joules and (Family) Jewels

Saturday, May 2nd, 2009


In London we happened to walk past a statue of Michael Faraday outside the Institution of Engineering and Technology.  I had Shama stop and take a picture of me with him.  (Nice pose, Evan.)

While we were walking away, another dude was getting another lady to take his picture in front of the statue. When I asked if he was an engineer too, the lady laughed, nodded,  and rolled her eyes.

In Dublin Shama had me stop and take a photo of her punching James Joyce in the balls.


I guess we all have our heroes.

Journey To The End of the Night 2009

Friday, May 1st, 2009


I was worried when Dax moved away from Chicago he’d leave behind a bunch of people who still wanted to play the crazy games he organized with no one to run them.  

Luckily, Dax decided to come back to Chicago this weekend and run his game, “Journey to the End of the Night.”  I’ll be helping him out by chasing people around.  I may or may not be dressed in a ridiculous costume which may or may not resemble food.

The game involves running through the city to different checkpoints without getting tagged by a chaser.  If you do, you become a chaser yourself, and the beat goes on. 

The game will start Saturday, May 2nd at 6.30 PM at 280 S. Columbus.  Just show up and be prepared to run.  You’ll be given maps and other information at the starting line.

What’s that you say?  You’re not in Chicago?  You live in DC?  Well, there’s a simultaneous game in Washington on May 2nd as well!  

Read more here: Journey to the End of the Night