My B-Side is doing cool things.
Hashtag multiple identities. Hashtag digital life.
Here we go! Follow along as I explore old-timey scrapbooks and continue working on my LIS practicum this summer.
History is NEAT!
By Megan Costello
A photo is worth a thousand words.
A tweet is worth 140 characters.
But what about a scrapbook from 1909? What’s that worth in words? And what’s a scrapbook tell us about anything?
We at the UW Archives are going to find out.
March v. March
What a difference a year makes… or rather, global climate change?
It snowed today. Again. It’s March 24th. The People of Wisconsin are starting to lose their mind. We’re tough sonsofbitches, but this is ridiculous. I need to see something. I need to smell something outside.
I keep hearing the birds singing but they’re clearly just cursing the Overlords of Beer and Cheese that govern the weather.
Granted, last spring was something of a fluke in Wisconsin. It was like 70F on St. Patrick’s Day when I ran the Shamrock Shuffle. That’s insane. But it gave me hope. It gave me optimism. And now I’m being crushed.
The part that really makes me sad is looking back at last March — I was riding my bike all over town.
March 2012 v. March 2013 on the bike:
Yep, 70 miles in 2012 vs. 0 miles in 2013. The weather has either been too cold or just too icy for my darling road bike. She’s sensitive. She needs untarnished roads.
On the flip side, my running is going pretty swell which it better be because I have that damn Madison Half Marathon on May 26th and it’s one of my big ticket 30 Under 30 goals.
The kicker is that my right shoulder is bothering me — I have some sort of knots and my shoulder is started to turn forward. Apparently it can do that? Also, apparently it starts hurting when I run.
I thought the pain was a joke because … how can training for a half marathon make my shoulder hurt? That’s just ridiculous. But, it is true.
I got a massage and that helped. I have some new stretches and the therapist told me to start using the mouse with my left hand. So that started. Roger that, I’m 27 and already experience workplace-related hand/arm injuries. I think I’ll just give up now.
Regardless, running is doing “ok” minus unforeseen random injuries.
Running 2012 v. 2013:
I’m definitely on track to make March 2013 the most miles I think I’ve ever run in my life. So, that’s encouraging. I hope I know what the hell I’m doing.
Help me Obi-Wan, Kenobi; you’re my only hope.