Clowns In My Coffee

About

Hi. I’m Adam Constabaris, I’m an itinerant philosopher whose bills are paid by working as a software developer and part-time gadfly for UNC-Chapel Hill. To reach me via e-mail, try my first name followed by that ‘at’ symbol, followed the domain name of this very site. I don’t use IM at the moment (too distracty), but given that I’m developing an interest in Jabber for other kinds of usage, that may change.

While I like the two-way nature give-and-take of blogs, I really really hate spam and I believe its producers to be unethical and that, when they are uncovered, should be shamed without pity. Cast that ostrakon! I’m fairly new to WordPress, the system that runs this site, so I’ll evaluate the options.

I have another blog, the contents of which trend more towards acronym soup, inside jokes, and stuff that matters more to my coworkers than to the wide world. It’s designed to serve as a public accounting of what it is that the taxpayers of the state of North Carolina are paying me for.

So, why “Clowns In My Coffee?”

First, I love coffee. Second, I’m ambivalent about clowns. Third, and this sort of follows on the first and second points, the image of clowns in my coffee is … intriguing and mildly disturbing, but not overly so. Fourth, I like mondegreens, aka misheard lyrics. I’ve never personally misheard Carly Simon singing about clowns in her coffee, but what the hey, and I am so vain that I probably think that song is about me.