So, having weighed all of the alternatives and considered all the issues, I’ve finally settled on the candidate who will get my vote in the upcoming presidential election:
If you want one of these snazzy numbers for yourself, you can get it here, as designed by this man. Thanks, Rick!
I had the most appalling dreams last night.
(Don’t you just love the word “appalling“? I think it might be one of my favorite words. It’s got those double consonants, which I always like, and it has so much more impact than merely “bad” or even “dreadful.” It’s also got that whiff of social censure to [...]
When getting in the car at 5:45 in the morning to go to the gym, I can think of few things that can make it an actually enjoyable experience. Having Nigella Lawson purring in one’s ear about food, however, goes a long way toward making it delightful:
“Because although I need breakfast, I often find if [...]
For this, I have to channel, in my own meager way, a Bitch.
Or maybe some Dark Willow.
You think the suburbs are idyllic? Believe me, as someone who grew up in them, those places are fucked up from the flo’ up. Jhames (DBA “Long-Distance Soul Assistance; see “Frankie“) pointed me to this article, which led me [...]
I’m reading this (thanks, Byrne!), and came across this passage last night:
“Take Donald Amblin. The fact that Elect Mr. Rouge was a nineteen-ninety San Francisco Chronicle Bay Area Best Book and got some of the most hyperbolic reviews of anything on the fall list doesn’t mean diddly now because he didn’t even sell through his [...]
73,314. Some of them might even be good.
Lately, I’ve been writing everything longhand. In a notebook. With a fountain pen. I don’t know how this habit (or is it a ritual?) started, but at the moment I seem unable to do any original creation at a keyboard. I don’t think the fountain pen has anything [...]
“This site is Revelations.” –Jhames
(Hat tip to Brian)
St. Louis is the eighth most caffeinated city in the nation, according to the first annual HealthSaver Caffeinated Cities Survey.
The biggest surprise? The most caffeinated city is not Seattle.
So, I was driving home this morning from the gym. (I get up early enough to go to the gym, then come home before I have to go to the office. That means I get up really early. It’s a sickness, I know.) I was driving down a one-way street, and in front of me, [...]
Kiss my mediocre, slow, thirty-eight-year-old, four-hour-and-thirty-one-minute running, marathon finishing ass, you smug motherfucker. I’m so sorry that I’ve somehow tarnished the sport for you. I trust you’ll suck it up, stop whining, and get over it.
Or maybe you won’t. It doesn’t sound like you want it badly enough. Maybe you’ve forgotten that the most important [...]
