All the World's a Stage...

Last week's TropFest was awesome. I didn't like all of the finalists, but my favorite was Break Up Tour. Worth watching, which now you can because all of them are online! :)

  I've spent more time in Central Park than I'd care to admit. 10.5 hours waiting for tickets, then 3+ hours at the actual show. In a span of just over 24 hours, I've spent over half in the park. Gorgeous, magical, full of fireflies..... and totally worth the time spent there. Granted, I allowed myself the luxury of 'being a bum,' so it was no big deal. In normal everyday hustle-n-bustle mode, I would never have spent (wasted) the time waiting that long. For anything.

Yesterday's sole purpose was to secure these:

Jackie and I tried the day before, failed, came back the next morning at 6:20 am for a breakfast picnic in Central Park (thinking we'd get tickets by 9 am and skip merrily on our way to Hacker School). Ticket distribution starts at 1pm, despite what they told us in person yesterday. We misunderstood their statement of "The first people who got tickets were here at 7:35" to mean that ticket dispersal started at 7:35. Nope. Duh. When we realized this, we'd already been there for 8 hours, so we logged into gmail and IRC through my phone and told the HS facilitators about our... interesting situation. The next several hours were spent pair programming in python on my phone, which I used to ssh into a UNM cs trucks machine. Never have I been more encouraged to write clean concise code.... and never have I been as frustrated with touch typing.

(Accessing arrow keys on the android is an abysmal headache. Sorry, Emacs, I've been converted to Vim.)

I wish I'd taken a picture of the line. The wait was amusing - The two roommates in front of us brought their dog (Hamlet), who was the most adorable, well-behaved, squirrel-catching badass in the entire park. 

They don't allow photos in the performance venue, but it was magical. I leave it at that.

Afterward, Jackie, Trey, Sunah, and I went to eat at an overpriced restaurant, where I had their seemingly watered down '2010 Columbia Valley Cabernet.' (Two more down... three counting Pepijn. 50-some minus 7 to go? Haha.) On the subway ride home, I started feeling ill and abandoned ship to find a restroom. I'm convinced the new barista at One Girl used MILK in my drink, instead of soy >.< 

P.S. I ordered a raspberry pi yesterday! <Nerd swoon>

P.P.S. This is one reason I want to be a computer engineering badass...