Birthday happenings... happened last week - The Decemberists were as delightful as I have come to expect their concerts to be (that is, Excessively Delightful). Colin Meloy did Mariner's Revenge as their second encore, and a bit o' lightning and thunder started just as it got to the bit where it's all "interlude of instruments and whale-devouring- ( Read more... )

An elderly man with a handlebar moustache enjoyed my ringtone ( Read more... )

I'm trying to be strong and not post about Harry Potter at all this week. It helps that I talk to Rob via text messages frequently, and am venting that way. But I've got this issue that doesn't have anything to do with events in the next book, except inasmuch as there will be Hallows involved and my problem is with "Deathly Hallows" as a title. ( Read more... )

There is a june bug rocking out in my basement right now. It is rocking out so hard, guys whose fingers are surgically altered into permanent hook'em horns can only admire the amount of rocking out that this june bug is doing. I do not generally have an issue, as it were, with insects (SPIDERS ARE ARACHNIDS AND NOT INSECTS GET THEM AWAY OH GOD ( Read more... )

Some things never stop making you smile, apparently.

Is it less annoying to link videos, or embed them? Opinions?

So yes. Wikipedia is my homepage - AND my homeboy. In the words of Mr. Green, "I feel no shame or guilt about this." But I do feel that it is important to acknowledge one's obsessions? In order to prevent them from becoming crazy, cracky addictions. DO NOT SAY "TOO LATE" BECAUSE THAT WOULD MAKE YOU A JERK ( Read more... )

I'm mildly enthusiastic about the eventual release of Age of Conan. It could be... fantastic?

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Plans for the Day:
-Locate a sleeping bag for the 4000th Annual Camping Trip-Half-heartedly poke around for responses to my job applications ( Read more... )

Guess who just drank half a cup of Bloody Mary and dish soap without realizing it!

I'll give you a hint: It is me.

...I feel fuuunky.

I would do almost anything within my power to achieve the adjective "laconic". I enjoy the prospect of being rude and mysterious - however, I have a genetic predisposition to be everything in the world but concise. I'm not sure I have the physical capacity to avoid long-worded, meandering strolls down Esoterica Lane ( Read more... )

I imagine that somewhere, in Martha Bleepin' Stewart's someone's kitchen, there is a cabinet or drawer - perhaps even a drawer in a cabinet - full of neatly ordered, labeled tupperware with corresponding lids tucked tidily alongside ( Read more... )