Happy Shakespeare's Birthday!
Okay, it’s really the date of his death. But since nobody knows his real birthday, and he was baptized on April 26th, people generally celebrate his birthday on the 23rd. I’m disappointed that so many people recognized Hitler’s birthday on Twitter but not Shakespeare’s.
Wax Audio Mashups →
Am I the last person to know about this site? Awesome video/audio mashups. Like Ghostbusters and AC/DC, or Nirvana and Europe. It’s worth a peek to see if any mashups tickle your fancy. I couldn’t help but think of @MrWordsWorth, especially after his tweets about mashups today.
Through high school, my father often gave me a glass of wine with dinner. So I’ve always been comfortable drinking for the taste and not the effect of alcohol. I didn’t get drunk until senior year in Hawaii, when I left home and stayed with family friends. My roommate was into alcohol and drugs. He was pleased that I could hold my liquor and be the “responsible” one. ...
I believe it’s one of my civil responsibilities now that I live in Texas to make sure you remember.
Touch Wood →
This ad for a wood-encased cell phone features a wooden ball rolling down a massive xylophone tuned to play Bach’s Cantata 147. I can’t remember a more beautiful advertisement.
Is it the straw?
I struggle to finish a 12 ounce can of soda. I usually don’t finish them. But I have no problem clowning a 32 ounce serving from a soda fountain in a few minutes. I think straws make us drink a lot faster. Then again, I never have trouble finishing a 12 ounce “serving” of beer. So maybe it’s the ice.
First Concert Meme
EMF headlined and Pop Will Eat Itself opened. Remember that song Unbelievable? It was in Seattle in 1990. I sneaked out of the house and saw it with my friend Charlie who summed it up, “Wow, Unbelievable is by far not even their best song.” I’ve seen many more interesting shows since then, but it was a good start.
Awkward Moments in History - Part 2
How are you doing, Dad? I’m great, Sophocles. Thanks for asking. You know, your mother and I are so proud of you. At first, I wanted you to take over the family business. But your success as a student, a military strategist, and now the most celebrated playwright in Athens… Well, it makes us both very proud. Thanks, Dad. Actually, I’m working on a new play right now. I think it might be...
Super Win →
The link to this video was on the Leaderboard this morning when I woke up (via @rands). So there’s a chance you’ve seen it. Or maybe you ignored it like I usually do. It’s a couple minutes of people making insane waste-paper basket shots and the like. Pretty cool.
I know I'm white
Because I enjoy the music they play during hockey games more than any other professional sport.
I just made SodaStream margaritas. It’s like Cactus Cooler with tequila. I predict a lot more of these during the summer.
The vending machines in my college dorm were maintained by students. Usually the RA or someone responsible. They only charged a quarter a can, because it wasn’t about profit. One of the vending machines sold Caffeine-Free, Diet Ginger Ale. What the hell is a college student going to do with that? It was a running joke among us. One night, my roommate decided to buy some. Just to be...
I don’t understand why croutons aren’t more popular. If they offered both in a vending machine, I would definitely choose a bag of seasoned fried bread over a bag of seasoned fried potato.
For some reason, my suburban grocery store now stocks Four Loko in the beer aisle. So I picked some up. Out of curiosity. I’m not sure if I should wait until the weekend. I’m quite experienced at clowning a bottle of wine by myself on a school night.
My parents have been concerned about me for years. They’ve pulled me aside a few times and said, basically, that I appear dead on the inside and please do something about it. I honestly didn’t know what they were talking about. I thought everything was fine. But recently I’m starting to see their point. I think it must be all the Truthful Tuesday posts I’ve read on...
Stars and Planets →
I’ve always been a fan of Liz Phair. This CD came out around the time my daughter was born, and she would kick like crazy in the womb whenever this song came on. It used to remind me of the hope I had for her to shine the right way. Now, of course, it just reminds me of Favstar. So here’s to all you awesome planets out there. Stars rise and Stars fall But the ones that the shine...
I spend about $200-300 and 20-30 hours every year spreading wood chips, bark, and manure (aka mulch) on the ground so we don’t have to look at the unsightly “dirt.”
A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.– John Barrymore