Monthly Archives: September 2008

Or possibly several of its clones

I think I’ve been to this house before.
For no par­tic­u­lar rea­son I’m reminded of a man who bought one of the camps near my family’s land.  He took a bag of cheese curls and nailed the back of it to the wall.  Instant cheese curl dis­penser.
Martha Stew­art, he was not.

Amateur Documentary Hour

I’m start­ing Project 365 today.  (Why Sep­tem­ber 29?  Well, why not?  I feel like it.)  This also hap­pens to be post #1000 on this instal­la­tion of Word­press, even if it’s not my 1000th post.  Still don’t under­stand how that works.
Look­ing back at my pre­vi­ous posts labeled “moblog” as well as my older and more com­pre­hen­sive archive

I lost my copy, but…

Holy crap!  Some­one on the Inter­net found a pic­ture of my senior prom date!

Interfaith Dialogue

…my style.
I’m a very irrev­er­ent Catholic.  My friend is a Bud­dhist.
Me: they’re host­ing a relics tour, appar­ently
Friend: oooh yeah they are, neat
Friend: http://www.albanyktc.org/calendar/view_entry.php?id=49&date=20081003
Me: at least y’all have the sense to cre­mate your holy peo­ple before haul­ing them around
Me: much more effi­cient.
Friend: Damn straight. Makes planes much eas­ier to handle

Listener’s Advisory

As of this writ­ing, I’m 42 (ha!) songs away from pass­ing 50,000 tracks logged on last.fm.  This nice even num­ber makes me want to back up and say, “why do I keep doing this?  Why is it inter­est­ing to me?”
Last.fm doesn’t just gen­er­ate the pretty “last 10 songs lis­tened to” cover art in the side­bar of

Wikipedia and lolcats are not books.

This strip sounds sus­pi­ciously like a con­ver­sa­tion that might take place in my house.  With me as the tar­get.  Ironic, con­sid­er­ing my pro­fes­sion and how many books are strewn across my liv­ing room I own.
Except I’ve already read the Dirk Gen­tly books.  Hm.

Um, thanks, I think.

A shoe box at DSW paid me the nicest com­pli­ment this evening.

Thank you, shoe box.  I’m very fond if it, myself.

They really should put in a slip’n’slide

Pic­tures of the weird new foun­tain at SUNY that I took while I was trapped there wait­ing for a bus.

We laugh, or.…

I love Pun­dit Kitchen. This made me laugh, so I thought I’d share.

Oh, this is just SO, SO wrong.

I think it’s the eye­liner on Col­bert, as well as the atten­tion to detail in repro­duc­ing the “Oval Office” set from the New Yorker cover, that really makes the pic­ture.  Good set dress­ing makes me happy, and eye­liner really does suit him.  (See: “Char­lene” video.)
The story that goes with it is pretty good, too, and the