I hate daylight savings. In the spring I hate losing the hour of sleep, in the fall I hate it equally because it gets dark so damn early. In this country 3% of the population is involved in agriculture. Agriculture is why we have this damn thing. This Daylight Savings. How does it make sense [...]
Archive for October, 2006
Sometimes you just have a bad feeling about a project. I guess the stress curve shouldn’t be on here at all. You can’t combine graphs in that way. But I just thought it was helpful. More effort + more benefit equals more stress and that’s worthwhile. But tons of stress and effort, but no benefit [...]
The easiest example is Tiramisu. If you make Tiramisu, no matter how bad it is people always gush, “This is the best Tiramisu I have EVER HAD!” And it doesn’t matter that they said it to you and to your mother in law or Random Waiter Exhibit A. All in the same week. And the [...]
Today, as I was driving through Blacksburg in my Tiger car, someone* in another car held up a sign that said- “Sorry about the game” It made me laugh. *aka “some jackass”
Dear Diary, Tonight we watched Coyote Ugly and that movie always makes me laugh. I love the horsey girl from Jersey and her marginally attractive boyfriend from Australia. We also opened a bottle of moderately expensive champagne- Vueve Clicquot- to celebrate my sister’s escape from her hideous job to Afghanistan and Mortal Peril and my [...]
I’m in North Carolina. The N.C. Ah. The low season. You see how it is. Less tourists, worse service. Today’s tally: Hours driving: 8.5 Hours driving, hopelessly lost through North Carolina Hinterland after interstate suddenly became peaceful country lane: 2 hours Hours driving, at furious pace in furious mood, through North Carolina Hinterland after realizing [...]
dear kevolicious, first i would like to say that you are a beautiful, beautiful man with a wonderful, wonderful website. my boyfriend hates me. nicer, i think, is the fact that every morning when i wake up, my first thought is that i would rather be dead than go to work. i’m beginning to worry [...]
“This avant-garde collage expresses the deepest sentiments of art as we know it. Its masterful use of materials hearkens back to the art of high school girls from which it is derived. ” – Art Forum Price: 1 Million US Dollars. Artist Statement: “I always charge 1 Million US Dollars for my paintings. They take [...]
…It’s a Detention Center. This is the story on where the errant sister is currently located. It sort of reminds me of what my mom always told us when we lived in Japan. “It’s not weird, it’s just different,” she would say. To something such as corn on the pizza. These days, needless to say [...]
Someone in my grad program has this tattoo. I think her name is Crystal, but who really knows. It could be Samantha. Let us think of her as Samantha. I actually think of her as Lucius, come to think of it. Because of the whole tattoo/ bleached hair/ Harry Potter thing. Lucius is probably my [...]
Do you know where your children are? If you’re my parents, it looks something like this: Child 1: packing for Afghanistan Child 2: typing on his blog Child 3: Canadian prison What excitement! Well actually it is Child 1 who is in prison in Canada, and Child 3 who is about to go to Afghanistan. [...]
I don’t normally feel a need to post reviews of movies. But tonight I saw Divine Secrets of the YaYa Sisterhood which overall I think I liked (in a manly, grunting sort of way). But some things about it were just unbearable: -It was unbearably long -The southern accents were unbearably bad, especially Maggie Smith’s [...]
Or her sheets, I suppose. Outstanding Product, September 3, 2006 I was previously an assistant buyer with THE luxury department store of of US, so my idea of quality and standards are higher then most people could ever dream of let alone afford. I loved the look of these sheets, pillows, and comforter and knew [...]
Him: I was wondering if you could help me make some t-shirts. I’ll provide the margaritas. I think this is a smashing idea. I love making t-shirts such as this one I made my parents and this one I made for My VT and this one I made for Shakira’s upcoming presidential bid. And this [...]
Here are some knitted tits. Do not be misled. They are not hats. I am not being ironic. They are part of an art installation about breast cancer.
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