Posted in Utter Silliness, videos on Mar 24th, 2010
I don’t write for ages, don’t do anything of any discernable value, and then come in here and do this: Apparently, this guy is the guy we can blame for Hooked On A Feeling. It’s way different with an electric sitar instead of ooga-chackas. Then, in 1971 this enormous dork improved it immeasurably with a […]
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I’ve been slightly obsessed with pigeons today and spent more time than I should admit reading Wikipedia entries about Feral Pigeons, (basically no-longer-domesticated Rock Doves), Wood Pigeons, which have a really cute voice, and the master list of types of doves and pigeons. I reckon a couple of events brought on my miniature fascination with […]
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And really bad at coming up with titles for blog entries. But there it is…my mundane superpower is probably being able to sleep in really odd places. Age 15 – took a 2 hour nap on the basement staircase at my grandparents’ house after enduring a 22-hour ride all hunkered up in the backseat of […]
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I cleaned a bunch of excess keys off my keychain and thought it looked a little sparse. I haven’t had much in the way of baubles or bobbles on there in ages, so I decided to fix that: There is a house key, key to Joel’s workshop, key to my U-lock, and a key to […]
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Posted in Utter Silliness, Words I Like on Jan 9th, 2010
For reasons that make no earthly sense to me or anyone else (I’d wager) I’m rather unnecessarily fond of the word “loaf.†I find it funny. Meat-loaf. Nut-loaf. Loaf of bread. No loafing. Kitty-loaf. Hlaf-weard. Meatloaf is mostly funny because of the burly pop-rock musician who goes by that stage name. ‘Tis the season for […]
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So proclaimed Max, with perhaps a touch of pride. The past week’s snow made for super-sweet ski-biking, and last night a bunch of us dragged our contraptions out to Museum Hill and did what cabin-fevered mid-westerners do best…dumb things! The big, goofy red-and-yellow rig is Joel’s latest creation. Battered and weatherbeaten, “The Goat” is one […]
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Too bad if you didn’t. For a bit of context. I don’t know why, but when I lay on my stomach to read, Griswald seems to think that it is a great idea to curl up on my butt. I suppose it is a warm, soft cushion, and cats are magnetically drawn to anything that […]
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My voice is all jacked up. I’ve had this lingering cold/laryngitis/swinfluenza bullshit for about a month now, and my telephone-answering job isn’t helping the condition of my voice any. Endless tea, honey-and-lemon, and Emergen-C packets haven’t really helped much. At best I sound like Marge Simpson, at worst, I sound like a forlorn goose. Sadly, […]
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I irrationally adore (and detest) many things. One of my irrational favorites is a deep and abiding love of the number 9. I tell you that in my book, 9 is the best number. It’s square and tidy. It’s made up of three, three times, and three is my next favorite number. When you multiply […]
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So, if you’re delicate and gross-outable, then you should totally stop reading NOW. Seriously, I’m warning you, I’m really gonna talk about boogers and snot in just a second. /warning Okay, so I’m going to sound like not only a disgusting 5-year-old, but also like a total stoner. Did you ever wonder if snot has […]
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