Dubious Award Of The Day
The “Get On With It!” Musical Award of the day goes to Snow Patrol for their song “Chasing Cars”. The entire song sounds like the intro to a bad Flaming Lips parody with the same two notes being played ad…
Bad Dates
It appears that Indiana Jones’ application for tenure at Marshall College has been denied, to the shock of few. McSweeney’s has the straight dirt: The committee concurred that Dr. Jones does seem to possess a nearly superhuman breadth of linguistic…
Your Honor, I’d Like To Ammend My Previous Statement
What I meant to say was: there’s regular cool, and then there’s flippin’ tank paintball cool. Now, I just need to scrape together airfare for the English countryside. What’s the $ to £ exchange rate these days?
There’s Regular Cool, And Then There’s “Cylon Jack-O-Lantern” Cool
Okay, that’s just way off the “Flippin’ Sweet Meter”. Learn how to make your own personal Autumnal Ode to a Toaster here, complete with working “eye scanner”.
Oh, The Huge Manatee!
Memo to Brad: If you are unable to convince your employer of the folly of their recent moves, I will hold you personally responsible. I mean, they can sell cigarettes, lunch meat and mac n’ cheese all they want, but…
You Get The Good With The Bad
Lest I leave you with the wrong impression, Will spends 99.9% of his time not being a poo-flinging imp. He’s the sweetest, most cuddly and wonderful little 1-year-old that I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. And, he’s cute, to…
My Worst Nightmare Has Indeed Come True
I now have concrete data on which to base the answer to my question: I’m raising a monkey-boy. I neglected to replace Will’s pajama pants this morning after his 5 AM diaper change and feeding, figuring that his room was…
Here. We. Go. Again. (Here We Go Go Go, Here We Go Again)
I don’t know if y’all had noticed it, but the performance of my site had been getting really bad over the past few weeks. Someone on my old server was being an absolute CPU hog, pushing the load on the…
‘Member When The Canadians Weren’t Pacifistic Hose-Heads?
Good times, good times. Sometimes I miss the ol’ USSR, if only for its hockey team. And it’s position as primary supplier of movie villains. I mean, what’s Miracle without the Red Army? Rocky IV without Ivan Drago? Spies Like…
*Pant* *Wheeze* *Pant* *Cough Cough*
Nothing quite like a mid-day fire drill with a quick 6 story upwards jaunt to remind one just how out of shape one has gotten. Stupid sedentary lifestyle.
