Today is my debut day of not being in Austin for SXSW. I know things there officially kicked off yesterday, but I couldn’t make it not there until today. I won’t be there all the way from today right up through the festival’s conclusion on March 19th. Here goes my first day. Updates to come.
- 8:30 am: Woke up, made coffee and a birdfeeder. Yes, a birdfeeder. It’s been snowing since mid-day Friday, and it’s still snowing.
- 10:45 am: More coffee, pancakes. It’s still snowing. I’m not in Austin.
- 11:30 am: Working on dissertation. As a diversion, made some graphs for data on skiing accidents. Juncos and finches all over the backyard. They love my birdfeeder.
- 1:25 pm: Listened to Marah’s “If You Didn’t Laugh, You’d Cry.” I’m not at SXSW, but Marah might be. “Walt Whitman Bridge” and “Dishwasher’s Dream” are gorgeous songs. Brief respite from the snowing.
- 3:30 pm: Walk with the dogs in the woods. Still snowing. Definitely not Austin: No dredlocks or Web 2.0 visionaries to be seen. Side note: One of the bands that opened for Roger Clyne was a duo fronted by Flagstaff local Nolan McKelvey. McKelvey introduced the dredded out slide-steel player as “Randy the Dredneck.” Got a good laugh.
- 4:45 pm: It’s snowing like crazy. I took a nice fall on the ice in the driveway, trying to shovel out the snowplow berm with a round point shovel. Desert boy, shoveling snow with a dirt shovel, I know. If the old neighborhood in the Wasatch could see me now.