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"I mean… the reason I don’t blog is that it’s inherently self-promotional and I want to maintain the..."

Fri, 11 Apr 2008 23:34:11 -0500

“I mean… the reason I don’t blog is that it’s inherently self-promotional and I want to maintain the fiction of humility.”

- Nicholson Baker (who was great last night at NYPL Live) (via christmasgorilla)

Yet another strange and manic wonder, sans Merlin.

Mon, 07 Apr 2008 21:32:00 -0500

Yet another strange and manic wonder, sans Merlin.

Merlin is on, but so very off.

Sun, 06 Apr 2008 00:18:01 -0500

Merlin is on, but so very off.

"As you may already know, the cows in Argentina are grass fed, and their flesh is rich with the..."

Sat, 05 Apr 2008 23:50:10 -0500

“As you may already know, the cows in Argentina are grass fed, and their flesh is rich with the happiness of grazing on open hillsides. The steak here is so savory that it connects with the base of your brain, releasing a hormone that makes you instantly indifferent to the plight of cows. Argentine steak is the very best reason to have teeth.”

- http://mightygirl.com/2008/04/04/8-things-to-taste-in-argentina/

I used to be funny, quotable and honest.

Sat, 05 Apr 2008 23:38:00 -0500

I used to be funny, quotable and honest.

A Happy Moment

Sat, 05 Apr 2008 23:25:00 -0500

When I watched American Chopper on TV, I never understood where all the tricked-out motorcycles went. After one week in Arizona, they are within a two mile radius of me, give or take a block. Then there are the “normal” bikes — the Harley’s — and only one crotch rocket. His cool factor must increase somewhere north of dirt bike central, Mohab.

This afternoon, I pulled up alongside a biker at a stoplight in my car, which is cool somewhere north of Lincoln, Nebraska. His beard was very ZZ Top, less the drivel.

Even though I don’t like ZZ Top, I liked how when he took off, his beard flew back like dual straights on either side of his cheeks while hearing the sound of a Harley and thinking, “potato, potato, potato.”

Tonight, I read a blog post by a guy who is a known for his contributions to web technology. A...

Sun, 02 Mar 2008 23:39:39 -0600

Tonight, I read a blog post by a guy who is a known for his contributions to web technology. A couple years ago, I quit reading his blog because what seemed to be regular self-righteousness.

After having a reprieve, I can’t help but feel disgust. He seems more concerned with his current status…that he knows other people know what he’s done for the web.

It’s the artists and creators who do things because they need to create that have more respect for. His legacy would live on wonderfully if he didn’t tarnish it. It’s become pallid silver and one I don’t care to apply Barkeep’s Friend to.

Three Sheets

Sun, 27 Jan 2008 18:21:54 -0600

When celebrities answer the telephone and it happens to be the wrong number, do they carry on a conversation just to feel normal?

Looking at the fresh snowfall, I can’t help but wonder about the person who suggested each...

Tue, 04 Dec 2007 11:50:18 -0600

Looking at the fresh snowfall, I can’t help but wonder about the person who suggested each snowflake is unique. Don’t they realize it all turns to dirty slush in a few hours?

Jeff: Hi.

Tue, 20 Nov 2007 18:42:00 -0600

Jeff: Hi.
Me: Hello.
Me: You know, when you instant message me, it's always a pleasant surprise.
Me: Nobody ever says "Hi." in IMs.
Jeff: You should be online more then you could lead a happier life.

Right, Right

Tue, 20 Nov 2007 18:31:00 -0600

Movie critics have two jars. On their right, “BUBBLES” is etched in Univers on leaded crystal. To their left, “FINGER” is carved in Futura Extra Fucking Bold on pure obsidian. They spend hours effervescing and grouching on notecards. Then, when they see a movie and write the review, they reach in the appropriate jar and pull out something which is all sorts of clever.

Sometimes, I wish I had an accent. When I try, people ask, “Why does it sound like everything...

Wed, 14 Nov 2007 13:47:00 -0600

Sometimes, I wish I had an accent. When I try, people ask, “Why does it sound like everything you say is a question?” It’s because I don’t know what I’m doing.

Once again, there comes a time in a man’s life where he has to make a decision. On one hand,...

Tue, 13 Nov 2007 22:27:00 -0600

Once again, there comes a time in a man’s life where he has to make a decision. On one hand, I’m sleepy. On the other hand, I’m sleepy. Do I write? Do I read?

Reading will put me to sleep, even though it is Killing Pablo, the story of Pablo Escobar and his Colombian drug cartel. It is fascinating and very good at helping you wake up in the morning.

Writing on the other hand, will produce tangental thoughts I wonder about in the morning. Right now, it’s a desire to sing Billy Joel as spoken word.

And now, I need a lullabye. I think William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy singing Put a Little Love in Your Heart will do the trick.

A Pocket Full

Mon, 12 Nov 2007 19:37:00 -0600

Every morning before work, I put on my pants on just like the rest of you — one leg at a time. Except, once my pants are on, I make websites. Then, I take the keys from my dresser and put them in my right front pocket. My mobile phone and wallet go in the left front pocket.

Years ago, when my wallet was a real wallet, I kept it in my back pocket. In college, I used an Altoid tin. They are a smidge larger than credit cards and protect everything in them, but destroy your pants. The big upshot: people don’t steal Altoids.

It bothers me I grew out of the tin stage. People commented on the novelty. They don’t do it with a wallet. Come to think of it, I still have a box of 200 empty tins in my closet. I saw a lot of them on eBay for $50 once. They’ll probably be worth lots of money one day.

Being able to write a note over instant messaging to the site is useful. It allows me to capture raw...

Sun, 11 Nov 2007 22:17:00 -0600

Being able to write a note over instant messaging to the site is useful. It allows me to capture raw emotion through punctuation free acronyms.

Back

Sun, 11 Nov 2007 13:14:00 -0600

I can reach everywhere on my body. Not always with my left hand, but always with my right.

I find the larger problem is not being able to scratch what you want to when you want to where you want to. It’s large matter of decency; elbows shouldn’t cock like mine. Even though it is freakish, people look at the awkward display and shift from cheek to cheek.

After being websiteless for nearly two years, I think that’s why I missed having one.