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Christopher Hitchens writes about his undertaking to better himself. Hi-larious.
On the Limits of Self-Improvement, Part I
On the Limits of Self-Improvement, Part II
Via Kottke.
Now that was a game! I’ve been a bit caught up in watching the Patriots kick the snot out of the other football teams, and so I was looking forward to this game. I squeezed the grilling of some pork tenderloin in at half-time, and enjoyed a delicious dinner while the Pats overcame some horrendous [...]
I found this via Daddy Types, and was some amused. I had to look up what the Boogie Pimps were, not being hip to the kid’s jive. Turns out Boogie Pimps is a pretty good name, as I correctly inferred the nature of their music. Nicely done Pimps!
Most amusing lampooning of the (make little quoting motions with fingers) science (okay stop with the fingers) of creationism.
Let us remember that there are multiple theories of Intelligent Design. I and many others around the world are of the strong belief that the universe was created by [...]
When my special lady friend and I bought our townhouse in scenic Maynard, MA my phone company of choice was Verizon. I had the whole package: local, toll, long distance, wireless and DSL. I talk on the phone maybe three times a week, and I was paying out various orifices for all this service. I [...]
Why must the media label every scandal as a “gate”? I find it to be the most trite, overused media cliche around, and I am filled with rage every time a new scandal gets labeled. “Memogate” is the latest. My that’s clever.
To me such banal labels imply that the Watergate scandal is the definitive scandal [...]
9th & Hennepin
Well it’s Ninth and Hennepin
All the doughnuts have names that sound like prostitutes
And the moon’s teeth marks are on the sky
Like a tarp thrown all over this
And the broken umbrellas like dead birds
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When I was in 8th grade I had an English teacher who said “you know” every third word. As the days in the classroom passed I gradually lost the ability to hear anything she said except “you know”. Thus I learned little English that year beyond the pitfalls of the verbal pause.
The worst verbal pause [...]
The San Francisco Chronicle has a wonderful story regarding the fledgling vocabulary used to describe people who are anything but heterosexual.
I applaud the level of precision being introduced to the language, which is a marked reversal from the usual trend. So bring on the pansexuals, transbois, and half-dykes.