July 2009
131 posts
Some Wine for His Royal Highness →
“Happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn’t know you left open.”
– ~ John Barrymore (via gatekeeper)
June 2009
163 posts
Digesting, Tasting, Excreting, Then Chewing: How... →
My new weight-loss plan
Whenever I think about eating something with sugar in it, like ice cream or whatever, I immediately replace that thought with a nauseating wave of self-loathing and black, impenetrable shame.
Digesting, Tasting, Excreting, Then Chewing: How... →
A Dream Journal - Sex, Tanks and Flowers
I wrote this within a few minutes of waking up. Discrepencies in tone and tense are preserved as I think they’re important parts of the dream description.
First, I’m a sniper. I think this bit was lucid - there were allusions and indications that I was in a video game, despite the utter reality of appearances. The subtle awareness that I’m actually in a game is, I think, my...
A Sunday Dream Journal
One of the great things about being me is that I dream almost every night. Dreams are like little vacations that happen every night. Like real vacations some of them go bad and make me feel icky in the morning. Most of the time, my dreams defy the dictionary definition of dream and vacation - they’re not particularly good or bad, but describe a distinct narrative.
Last night was like...
Thing #4 That I Don't Get
fireworks
CLARIFICATION: I love the kind of fireworks like this:
but the kind that you buy in stores and set off in your backyard? No.
Thing #3 That I Don't Get
pot humor
Rating Attractiveness: Consensus Among Men, Not... →
“Men pretty much agree on what makes a woman attractive, while women have their own ideas about what is attractive in men.”
It might not be fair, but I’m not complaining.
Sir Richard Francis Burton, Cardinal Mezzofanti,... →
I’ve been wondering lately about Neil Gaiman. Via his tweets (at Twitter.com/neilhimself), I found myself worried about all that time he appeared to be sharing with Amanda Palmer, she of Dresden Dolls and my own long time secret crush. I wondered how Neil’s poor wife must have felt about all that time with a woman not his wife and wondered if thought it was as potentially scandalous as...
Sir Richard Francis Burton, Cardinal Mezzofanti,... →
Sir Richard Francis Burton, Cardinal Mezzofanti,... →
My Thoughts on Marriage Might Ignite You
I used to be married. It didn’t last long, which is a good thing, because we’re better off not talking to each other every day. Sometimes people just don’t get along with each other. Sometimes it takes 4 years to learn that.
When marriage turns into divorce, all those lovey-dovey memories of the wedding and the good times go bad and you don’t want to think about them...
“So I go a little overboard
But hang onto the hull
While I’m airbrushing...”
– Andrew Bird - “Lull”
Supreme Court declares strip search of 13-year-old... →
The Girl Who Does Not Age →
At least in the early stages, there is no physiological difference between being in love and being poisoned.
The dead guy I saw had a name
I saw a dead person on the side of the road the other day.
The 49 year-old man was alone and ejected from his vehicle when it rolled over.
The dead guy’s name was Edward Kasten. He lived a few miles from me.
A seat belt would have saved him.
He would have had a great story to tell.
I guess now the story is mine.
Psapp - “Eating Spiders”
Buy it,...
What it feels like to eat too many cough drops
1. Get an iPod.
2. Put on a Daft Punk song.
3. Plug in a pair of earbuds
4. Crank the volume
5. Put the earbuds in your socks.
No jail time for cop who pummeled bartender →
Want to beat up women on camera and never go to jail for it? Join the Chicago police force!
“Ubi dubium, ibi libertas”
– or, “Where doubt is, there is liberty.”
via @MrTeller
Doctor Who: The Eleven Doctors? [Doctor Who] →
Meatcard contest -- recreate Frazetta paintings... →
I never much looked forward to summer. I went to a prep school and most of my friends were boarders. When summer came, they left. College wasn’t any better.
Now I look forward to seeing my siblings more now that the summer months have brought them more freedom from the shackles of graduate studies and undergrad toil.
But the awful weather is still there, like a wet, woolen blanket. The...
