The Darth Side: Memoirs of a Monster
The Darth Side: Memoirs of a Monster
Oh lord I am a giant nerd and I can’t sleep. I’m wide awake. I think that I drank too much coffee and too late. Sonofa.
The Darth Side: Memoirs of a Monster
Oh lord I am a giant nerd and I can’t sleep. I’m wide awake. I think that I drank too much coffee and too late. Sonofa.
Paul came over and we idled the Team Kickass Drunk Wagon, but didn’t drive it anywhere. (That’s a gentle metaphor, there is no wagon and if we were drunk we wouldn’t have driven it, yo) There was a tiny bit of discussion of w3junkies, but the rest of the time we just hung out on the deck and talked about girls. He did mention that he and six of his friends were renting two attached four bedroom duplexes (a split 8 bedroom house), and that there was one bedroom free. The idea was strangely appealing - being part of a big drinky party house. But no, I’d be thirty by the time I would move in, and who wants to live in a party house at 30? I mean, besides me. MMmm… beer.
The Venture Brothers: “Are You There God? It’s Me, Dean” equals funny.
Henchmen #21: I think it was two ninjas taped together to make one giant ninja!
Hey, there is a free clip from the pilot online: You have to defile a mummy completely. That clip is of poor quality but excellent humor.
Hey, I wonder if Stan can get me this book for free, since he has the O’Reilly connection.
http://www.oreilly.com/catalog/mappinghks/
I never thought that I was a mapping nerd until I started fooling around with the gallery developer map, which seems like my largest contribution outside of the migration module.
Uh, nevermind. It’s way too hot upstairs. I’m going back to the air conditioned wonderland of the kitchen, where there may also be food.
City Pages - Boys in the Corner
This article was mentioned on two blogs that I haphazardly read. You might have missed it like I did. I don’t know if I agree, but sometimes funny is funny, and in this case, his appraisal of Wes Anderson made me laugh.
(remember that I loved the Life Aquatic, even though it is indeed flawed)
Thanks to the blog of a friend of a random stranger (well, she sent me a message on the personals, then I googled her, and her blog was interesting enough to keep reading, but she never answered my messages - for shame!) I have been thinking about revising my expensive and sweaty commuting strategy into a completely different expensive and sweaty commuting strategy. I drove down to the hub coop because some part of me assumed that coop employees would sneer less at my goober-from-Iowa persona that I wear when shopping for things. I met a nice bearded gentleman named Michael who overestimated the length of my legs while showing me the one single used bike that fell into my vague recommendations. Then he showed me the dreamy Bianchi Volpe and Bianchi Castro Valley bikes.
^_^ *melt* <3 <3 <3
Uh, sorry about that.
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It’s summer, and I have carefully configured my schedule to maximize my non-school-and-work time. That mean that you all benefit from my easy availability (assuming that you operate on some sort of normal schedule or preferably one a few hours delayed and powered by the internet) and my constant posting of rambling, punchy, and witty blog posts. I benefit by having reduced my stress levels to record lows — witness my general non-freakout over having my financial aid suspended. Sure, I made some wild posts and I had a little trouble sleeping, but it was nothing like finals week where my brain came to a rolling boil and foamed up over the top of my head.
[20050708 20:58:28] Paul: i’m obsessed with this guy named jesse
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Thanks Paul, but I have a gir- oh. No I don’t.
My Little Pony Fair :: International Collectors Convention and Expo!
Right here in Coffman! International!
Paul and I showed remarkable restraint when faced with grown adults lugging giant tubs of glittery ponies through the ground floor of Coffman. We didn’t chortle or laugh until we were in the elevator.
Spamusement! Poorly-drawn cartoons inspired by actual spam subject lines!
me: oh, look, I have 5000 spam mails
paul: doesn’t gmail clean those out every 30 days?
me: yes
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