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post 163

By anders pearson 28 Oct 2000

ran out of stuff from my classnotes so now i’m dipping into my old sketchbooks for stuff. i mentioned before that i spent a long time obsessed with Froud. now you get to see for yourselves…

sketch #21

post 162

By anders pearson 27 Oct 2000

hacking the election: voteswap is an interesting idea. the idea is to get around the unfortunate situation in which a vote for Nader helps Bush out. it works by exploiting the flaws in the electoral college system. if you live in a swing state where your vote for Nader has a much greater chance of accidently getting Bush elected, you can arrange to swap your vote with someone in a state that is overwhelmingly Democratic or Republican with someone who would ordinarily vote for Gore. that way, both of you win. Gore has a better chance of winning the election and the Green party has a better chance of getting the 5% of the vote necessary to get matching funding in the next election. i’m ineligable to participate since i’m registered in Maine, which is one of only two states (the other being nebraska) which doesn’t give all of its electoral votes to the majority winner.

post 157

By anders pearson 24 Oct 2000

for most of my childhood i dreamed in cartoon. i don’t know why, but everything looked drawn and filled in with bright, solid, flat colors rather than realistic gradients and realistic clarity.

when i was about 3 or 4 years old, i used to have this recurring nightmare wherein, i and my sister were in some small house in the woods (the kind of warm, charming place you would expect to find nestled deep in the forest in some old faery-tale with a fire in the stone fireplace, bowls of porridge sitting out on the table and the occupants (bears, dwarves, whatever) nowhere to be seen). an enormous (about a meter in diameter), endless blue caterpillar with giant barbs on every segment slowly winds its way through the house from the back door out the front and out into the dark forest outside. since the caterpillar was so big and the house so small, my sister would keep getting caught up on the barbs and carried along with it out the front door and i would have to run out and frantically disentangle her before she got dragged all the way out into the dark evil forest.

that dream seriously terrorized me on a regular basis for several years. so now i go and look at mimi’s latest drawing. i’m sure it was intended to be happy and cheerful, but it gives me the creeps on a pretty fundamental level.