December 2008
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I bet Steve could totally relate. →
Guitar Hero Must Die! →
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Christmastime is here, we’ll be drawing near.
Oh that we could always see...
– Vince Guaraldi, “Christmastime is Here”
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year
Is it cliche to say that Christmas is magical? Eh, probably. That’s okay. I’m still convinced of it. Name another holiday…or any day for that matter that gets its own music. Songs have literally been written about Christmas, and Christmas alone. Ah, you say, but there are hymns written for nearly every occasion, Bill! Yes, yes that’s true, but how many secular Easter...
But Seriously...
…the internet.
Has any one…thing…for lack of a better word, been so misused, abused, and wrecked, while at the same time made the world and exponentially better place?
Instant communication with a person on the opposite side of Earth. Instant access to works of literature, art, and non-fiction. The ability for anyone to publish his or her opinions. A new branch in the American...
Blogs are kind of stupid.
Perhaps imagination is only intelligence having fun.
– George Scialabba
Frozen Waffles Have It Bad
I wish it was Christmas today.
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When I was younger,
I thought the title of the Simon and Garfunkel song was, “The Only Boy Living in New York.”
I was a stupid kid… …according to my parents/teachers/friends/doctor.
Man Attacks Girlfriend With Cheeseburger →
Home!
I’m home, and I’ve been alone most of the day. My dad is at work, playing music at a bar, and my mom is seeing Wicked with some friends of hers. I made some Irish oatmeal.
I don’t mind being home. In fact, I’m looking forward to break.
I’m going to write a story while I’m home. I started yesterday. I’ve posted two installments on this here blog. ...
To Keep (2)
The train pulls up. The man glances over the bench one last time, double and triple checking that he forgot nothing. The woman and child, too, get up to board. Frustrated by the thought of having to sit next to that for at least three more hours, the man hurries to be the first on the train. He smells latex. Nearly covering the entire length of the old lady’s black dress is her fur coat....
To Keep (1)
So there’s this man and he’s sitting on a bench waiting for a train. He’s been waiting for about an hour, clutching his brown leather briefcase tightly. He’s been robbed here before, and he’s not taking any chances. He’s got a mustache. He’s had it for so long, he can’t remember not having it. He’s had it for so long, he hardly notices it....
#1 Pet Peeve
sniebauer:
People talking during movies
I almost tumbled this about eight minutes ago.
Correction.
I didn’t poop my pants. My girlfriend is mean.
My name is Bill
and I think that I just pooped my pants.
Thank Goodness. →
It’s about time politicians stopped talking about reducing poverty, sheltering the homeless, feeding the hungry, and promoting human rights abroad, and started talking about the real issues.
Oops.
So, sometimes Celia likes to sneak on my computer and log into her tumblr and I don’t notice there’s a different title on the tab on the upper right of my screen and then I “like” some tumbles and don’t realize I’m actually “liking” them for Celia and then I notice, but by that time I’ve already “liked” four or five posts, so...
Just for fun, especially for Nina.
I miss truck commercials that ruggedly flaunted the truck’s ability to do ridiculously manly things. Now we’re stuck with some hegemonic anthem about big trucks being American. “This is our country…” begs to be followed by “…so get out, [insert minority].” Trucks aren’t American. They’re masculine. Like a rock.
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So, Ohio has redeemed itself...
khughes:
I lived in Ohio for a year. Didn’t like it. The whole thing. Did nothing for me. I used to say the only good thing about Ohio was Cedar Point.
Then my brother moved to Toledo. 5 points Ohio.
Then I met Adam Barr. 923834234729347 points Ohio.
Then I met Mikey (who I proposed to in a text last night). 793734308108 points-ish.
Then I met Chelsea, Lindsey, and Alyssa....
I don’t like that fungal spores live in soil. Every time a landslide...
– Justin Vassar, studying.
How To Fix College Football →
It’s long, but read it. Nothing makes more sense.
It’s an amazing scene. It really, really is. You see people holding...
– Dick Clark, moments after the ball dropped in Times Square, ringing in 2008.
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25 Days of Christmas
For each of the next 25 days, I’m going to post one of my favorite Christmas songs. There are a lot of interesting things about Christmas, not the least of which is the fact that it gets its own distinct music, both sacred and secular, and hopefully I can share a few that I enjoy for various reasons.
Cool!