I ran the undoubtedly-rooted-in-science Typeanalyzer on this weblog and got the following:

The analysis indicates that the author of http://chaos.corrupt.net is of the type:

ISTP – The Mechanics

[ISTP]

The independent and problem-solving type. They are especially attuned to the demands of the moment are masters of responding to challenges that arise spontaneously. They generally prefer to think things out for themselves and often avoid inter-personal conflicts.

The Mechanics enjoy working together with other independent and highly skilled people and often like seek fun and action both in their work and personal life. They enjoy adventure and risk such as in driving race cars or working as policemen and firefighters.

That’s totally what I’m like! I’d say more, but I gotta go drive my race car to a fire so I can rescue some guys, then subsequently shoot then arrest them.

This is a rather tight cover. These guys found or got together the non-guitar parts and ripped out the rest. But there’s something peculiar about it.

Go ahead and listen. I won’t spoil it for you.

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Wow, the line for early voting at the Indianapolis courthouse goes around the block, and they’re in a pretty good mood for people in a 2-3 hour line. I just walked by it, and I am pretty freakin’ inspired. (I don’t know why, but it seems wrong to use the adjective “fucking” there.) On one hand, I wish the election board had set things up more locations, but on the other, man, that’s quite a display of a lot of people enthusiastic about voting! We got out the fucking vote, at least in Marion County. (But for some reason “fucking” is fine there.) There’s quite a few Obama buttons, and the bootleg Obama merchandisers are doing great.

We’re fortunate that there’s such good weather (it’s about 80 °F, despite the November status of the day), but we are also benefiting from the fact that someone at the campaign had the foresight to secure city permission to have a band play feel-good gospel-type music across the street. And that the people are inspired enough to wait that long.

Also, some man in a suit by the line shook my hand for wearing Wu emblem. No one in a suit has ever commented on my Wu-Tang shirt. I think that after we spoke briefly about voting, I said something like, “Yup. Obama. Wu,” and he nodded even though that didn’t really make much sense.

McCain:

Flipped:

Chris Matthews?

The data team’s work is dying down. We work mostly to spot targets for the field team based on information received from them. There’s some other sources involved, but the call and walk packets that canvassers turn seem to be the main one. Each week’s canvassing feedback is added to the voter file and is used to generate the next week’s targets. This is the last four days of the campaign, so there’s no more targets to generate. The data team is mostly in contingency mode.

And thus, last night, I didn’t do anything for that team. I was lent out to other parts of the campaign. I drove a rental van back from the airport. (And initially parked it in the wrong lot. Some guy informed me, telling me that it was parking for a Republican business.) I also answered some emails, made some calls, and did a lot of data entry. It sucked, but not quite as much as I expected. (The trick is to watch YouTube and Hulu while you do it.)

So at around 10, the guy that had me doing the data entry asked me and the other data enterer to stop. He said he’d finish the rest at home. Weird. Maybe he just wanted us out so he could talk to his permanent staff.

I was all too happy to stop entering data, but I was in the middle of an episode of The Office, and I wanted to see how Dwight’s Cornell interview went. I reluctantly packed up my MacBook and walked out into my car. I was considering using the office’s wifi and finishing the episode in the car. But that’s weird! What if someone saw me?

There are some kinds of weirdness that I engage in without hesitation. “Known” weirdness I’m completely comfortable with. However, I have a tendency (a weird tendency, in fact) to avoid unfamiliar weirdness.

So, I drove back to headquarters, which is where I usually work. I was going to go in. However, going back inside, greeting the dudes, setting up, and then sitting down just to watch five minutes of TV also seemed weird to me at the moment. I thought again of using the office wifi to watch the rest of the show from the parking lot, but then I saw someone in the window and thought I might be spotted. So, I left.

I ended up parking next to the public library, connecting to its wifi, and watching the rest of the episode in my car, figuring it’d be pretty unlikely anyone I knew would pass by.

In the end, it was still pretty damned weird. I have no idea if any other choice was better, but I would have been better off knowing that there’s just some situations in which you can’t avoid being totally weird.