Tuesday, November 09, 2010
But that was the past, survival the present, and vengeance the only thing the future had to offer. So he continued down the darkened street, ignoring her muffled cries for help and the bright knife that shone brightly in the moonlight.
Monday, November 08, 2010
Ahhh, well. I guess it could be worse. I could be submitting noise complaints about those reckless hoodlums living upstairs in NYC. Side note: interesting what a hundred million phone calls can reveal about a city. Seriously though, it could be worse. I was interviewing someone today, speaking about the part of the city I live in and was struck by how many positives I could name. Its not for everyone, but tell me something that is. Jesus? Yeah, you're a smart ..... I do, however, miss certain friends terribly. That is one unfortunate thing that comes with living in the district. It's ok though, I'm working on a diabolical plan to get them to move here too. It involves a lot of praying, a baseball bat, three paperclips and a previously unreleased version of 'thriller' by Michael Jackson. That's right, Diabolical with a capital 'D'.
In a mostly unrelated note, a helpful venn diagram:
Remember kids, there are people out there that follow John Gabriel's greater internet theory to a 'T' (whatever that means), so keep your information safe. It is for this reason that I (and you) should avoid status updates such as: "you make me feel dead inside" or "needs a pick me up" and "getting that Deja Fu feeling... that somehow, somewhere, he's been kicked in the head like this before". First, if they make you feel that way, telling everyone on facebook doesn't make you seem any more like an adult. Second, begging for a pick me up through a computer is not as efficient as meeting friends in a bar (or for ice cream because ice cream is 'the awesome'). Third... well, that third one is actually pretty funny so we'll let that one slide. Anyway, you get the point, keep yourself in the right circle (see what I did there?) and you'll be fine.
Off to get ready for the next fun filled day.
Sunday, August 08, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
s'ok though gawker, i found you a quite toilet to go and cry alone in. They even made you a sign:
anyway, now i'm feeling a ton of apple love, even more so after one of my favorite all time drafting software decided to jump on board as well. heck, people are even redesigning outlets to help one be at peace with ones macs.
ahh, its a wonderful world.
Friday, April 30, 2010
maybe i should start playing with legos again.
anyway, i will be participating is some kind of urban hunt this weekend. we are hunting humans, should be fun.
Monday, April 05, 2010
what a great way to start out this post. yeah... wait a tick, what is that smell anyway? maybe you should have that looked at... that is, if you can afford it. what did i say about politics? (full disclosure: no, i'm not a big fan of the health care bill. yes, i think that we pay for it now anyway with people going to the ER with no insurance and defaulting on the bill. therefore, i wish there was something that we could do. o, and i might own some GE stock which would benefit from more people buying healthcare equipment.)
i don't know where i was going with that. ah, well. maybe next time.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
We, and by 'we' I do mean the royal 'we' and 'we' meaning chinh and I, will be attending linked event because we are nerds. And, as nerds we are firm believers that going back in time is super sweet. Kind of like Star Trek, and it don't get much nerdier than that. It is one of the many benefits of living in this new location, working in a super sweet job. How sweet could it possibly be? May I suggest just a couple of videos for your consideration. And, no, NASA is not my employer... not directly at least.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
in a past life i used to work for a car maker. as you can imagine, given the recent troubles of various car makers, it is probably good that such a statement is in the past tense. however, one of the things i do miss are the auto shows. why? you might ask. well, suffice to say, i believe this cartoon explains it exquisitely. i will let you guess what category i would fall in.
and, finally, i believe there is good and evil. that there is wrong and right, and often the line between the two is as clear as a giant cleft in the earth. continuing the theme of 'kids say the darndest things', i give you the following story. read and think about good and evil, sometimes there isn't as much 'gray area' as we would like to believe. (note: story comes from the beloved cartoon creator of penny-arcade.com)
I don't mean to turn PA into an episode of Kids say the darnedest things but some of you might appreciate this. I was playing Star Wars with my son the other night when he said something funny. Little Gabe is obsessed with Star Wars and so much of our play time involves reenacting the movies. On this particular occasion he was playing the role of the emperor while I was Luke Skywalker. He had seated himself in my computer chair and when he spun around to face me I saw that he had placed a toy Lightsaber on the arm rest. He patted it gently and said "You want this don't you?" I could not help but laugh at how ridiculous the scene was. This bothered him and he told me not to laugh at him because he was the emperor and he was evil. "Yes I know." I told him and tried to get my act together but his little angry eyes underneath the hood of his Mickey Mouse sweatshirt made me laugh even more. "I'm bad." he said and as if to prove it told me "I litter!"
"What?" I asked "What do you mean you litter?" He pushed back his hood and looked at me seriously "Well littering is against the law and the Emperor does all bad things right?" I imagined the Emperor stalking the halls of the Deathstar and munching on a snickers bar. He finishes the last bite and throws the crumpled wrapper over his shoulder. An Imperial Guard bends to snatch it up and the Emperor raises a hand. "Leave it." he croaks. The guard pauses, his red gloved hand shudders as it hovers over the bit of garbage lying there on the Deathstar's polished Durasteel floor. The emperor watches the guard's discomfort with growing satisfaction, a smile creasing his shriveled face. The Guard stands and follows the Emperor away and he can not help but spare a backwards glance at the trash he left behind. With the glance comes a thought, a thought he will never share out-loud but one that shakes him to his very core. "I serve a monster!"
I looked at my son and realized that in his five year old mind there is no gradient to evil. For him, the act of destroying Alderaan and littering are equal. The sort of person who could to one might easily do the other. I smiled at him "Of course he litters son. He litters all the time." He smiled knowingly and I reached out with the force to summon my Lightsaber.
neat, right? Dear Lord, thank you for Star Wars and the lessons it continues to teach us. i'm off to get some plantains. don't worry, i'll properly dispose of the peels.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
while you are off being a bad parent, i'm going to listen to songs about MRI's. that's right, i'm going to listen to songs focused on magnetic resonance imaging, you have a problem with that? who cares about your opinion, you horse.
you know, instead of all that, why don't you watch the olympics? here's a little history to get you started.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
just a quick update to let you know i'm still alive. hopefully more interesting things to talk about in the future.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
now that your sarcasm meter is properly tuned... i give you something no one will be surprised at: a train wreck. in simpson character voice, 'most obvious article ever!'
i tend to listen to more mellow music than my contemporaries. it sometimes brings snide comments as it is not 'hip' or 'cool' or even 'manly'. i suppose i would acquiesce to the last descriptor, however i have never felt that my 'maleness' was tied to the things i listened too or the hobbies i enjoyed (although football is one of my deepest obsessions, that is 'manly' yes?). i play way too many 'nerdy' games to be worried about such stereotypes. with all this in mind, i would like to propose another option; most music played today just sounds bad, and here is the data to prove it. crushing, is it not?
finally, i love to watch movies but no one ever wants to see the movies i would like to devour. thankfully, the new york times has stepped in to help me find like-minded people, turns out i'm simply living on the wrong side of the city. who knew? and, what interesting inferences one can make about the demographics of each city based on the data.
also in simpson character voice, 'mmmmmmm, data' *drool*