Category: Life

This is an excerpt of some of my favorite of what BoingBoing has listed as the work of “Tom Polley and friends…a 25-point manifesto for the new Democratic Congress…”. I really like the social bullet points. Grin. 1. Mandatory homosexuality2. Drug-filled condoms in schools3. Introduce the new Destruction of Marriage Act14. Pledge of Allegiance in [...]

Holy crizzap. It turns out that the Helsinki Complaints Choir was only one half of a collaboration–the other half being from Birminham, UK. This is awesome to me because I lived there and it is a place that inspires truly histronic complaining (aka “Whinging”). The Helsinkin one is much funnier (to me) but maybe that’s [...]

This pretty much sums it up:

This is just too rad.

My 92-year-old grandmother, Pearl, was born in a place my mom calls “out in the bush,” the specific bushiness being in western Colorado a bit south and bit west of Grand Junction. Her birth wasn’t recorded officially until she was 23 and there is a lot of disagreement about how, exactly, her mother’s name is [...]

I swear I can’t remember it ever raining as hard as it has been here for the past two or three days solid. Things are getting crazy in P-town. Stuff floating away. State-sponsored sandbag pickup facilities. I’m at work at nearly 7:00pm partially because I have a craploadintosh of work to do but also because [...]

teh internets-o rly Originally uploaded by goopymart. This Flickr set is pretty damned great. If like the geekery. ORLY and WOOT are my personal favorites. Via BoingBoing

We definitely just had an earthquake. Lasted only about 3 seconds, felt moderate but not too bad.

What a man’s book! I thought I was just being oversensitive but it seems the critics generally agree–Conrad doesn’t get chicks, man. His female characters live like this: “It’s queer how out of touch with truth women are. They live in a world of their own, and there has never been anything like it, and [...]

It’s a good thing I had a cold this week or I might never have gotten through this book, which is nearly 750 pages long. The first 500 were a joy of Oates’ tumbling prose and pushing into Marilyn Monroe’s psyche. Around page 500 it started feeling a bit cyclical and repetitive, but was worth [...]