My Best Feature
31/08/10 08:22 Filed in: Humor
The first conversation I had with a woman in D.C. out in “the scene” went a little like this.
Her: “You’re from Pitt, right?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Her: “Then you’ve got a bubble butt, right?”
Me: (Grinning) “Indeed I do.”
Her: “All the Pitt boys have bubble butts.”
But not all Pitt Boys have one as nice as mine.
I’m going to have a lot of fun in this town.
Her: “You’re from Pitt, right?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Her: “Then you’ve got a bubble butt, right?”
Me: (Grinning) “Indeed I do.”
Her: “All the Pitt boys have bubble butts.”
But not all Pitt Boys have one as nice as mine.
I’m going to have a lot of fun in this town.
From The Someone Beat Me Too It Department
Damn, someone beat me to it:
http://i.imgur.com/TJi0l.jpg
(not that i have to worry about for a long time, if ever)
Congrats to them and best wishes.
http://i.imgur.com/TJi0l.jpg
(not that i have to worry about for a long time, if ever)
Congrats to them and best wishes.
And then this happened...
26/08/10 01:53 Filed in: Links
Great blog post on how all the smartphones 4 years ago looked like Blakberries. After the iPhone, they all look like iPhones.
And now that the iPad is a netbook competitor, all the netbooks will no doubt look like iPads sometime soon. From Marco.org
http://www.marco.org/980434663
Like it or not, the iPad is a game changer for consumers.
And now that the iPad is a netbook competitor, all the netbooks will no doubt look like iPads sometime soon. From Marco.org
http://www.marco.org/980434663
Like it or not, the iPad is a game changer for consumers.
From the "Words To Live By Department"
26/08/10 01:47 Filed in: Links
Comedian Michael Ian Black,
For context, read his blog post So, Last Night I Kind Of Lost My Shit
Here’s a hint: He’s very pro-Obama, and some idiot teabagger compared Obama to Hiter. Still a great quote however. Definitely words to live by.
"There was no reason to meet your idiocy with my own, even though you are a fucking moron.”
For context, read his blog post So, Last Night I Kind Of Lost My Shit
Here’s a hint: He’s very pro-Obama, and some idiot teabagger compared Obama to Hiter. Still a great quote however. Definitely words to live by.
Fanatasies, Unfulfilled
26/08/10 01:34 Filed in: Poetry
In this blog post, the artist present a found poem.
This poem was found by the artist while on a OCD-ish cleaning streak. It is a check list made by two lovers of fantasies they compiled in good times. The artist presents a selection from that list of all the fantasies left incomplete.
“Fantasies, Unfulfilled”
Play With Body Paint
Silk Sheets
Go on a cruise together
A weekend at a bed and breakfast
See how slow we can make love and have it still be amazing
Play with Ice
Go Swing Dancing
Take you to “Little Breakneck”, an amazing place that was a big part of my childhood
Play naked hide-and-go-seek
Rub your back until you fall asleep
Make snow angels together
Make you laugh so hard that Milk comes out your nose
Sex on the hood of one of our cars
Play Chess together
Play real-life 007 with squirt guns in the summer
At least once, go to the Unitarian Universalist Church in Morgantown
Watch the clouds, stars, or eclipse
Surprise you with food at work
Go as matching costumes to a halloween party (you like ninja turtles?)
Play strip poker / strip battleship
Ride on a Ferris Wheel together
Take a bubble bath together
Marry you
Honeymoon in Disneyworld
I
This poem was found by the artist while on a OCD-ish cleaning streak. It is a check list made by two lovers of fantasies they compiled in good times. The artist presents a selection from that list of all the fantasies left incomplete.
“Fantasies, Unfulfilled”
Play With Body Paint
Silk Sheets
Go on a cruise together
A weekend at a bed and breakfast
See how slow we can make love and have it still be amazing
Play with Ice
Go Swing Dancing
Take you to “Little Breakneck”, an amazing place that was a big part of my childhood
Play naked hide-and-go-seek
Rub your back until you fall asleep
Make snow angels together
Make you laugh so hard that Milk comes out your nose
Sex on the hood of one of our cars
Play Chess together
Play real-life 007 with squirt guns in the summer
At least once, go to the Unitarian Universalist Church in Morgantown
Watch the clouds, stars, or eclipse
Surprise you with food at work
Go as matching costumes to a halloween party (you like ninja turtles?)
Play strip poker / strip battleship
Ride on a Ferris Wheel together
Take a bubble bath together
Marry you
Honeymoon in Disneyworld
I
Moving Mountains
04/08/10 23:00 Filed in: Music
Music for Hard Times.
Moving Mountins, by Thrice. Off of “The Alchemy Index: Vol IV”.
I speak in many tongues of many men
Argue with angels and they always win
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I prophesize and know all mystery
All living things are opened up to me
But I don’t know the first thing about love
Know the first thing about love
I have the keys to open many doors
Give all my possessions to the poor
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I’m moving mountains and have faith in me
Have faith enough to caste them to the sea
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I don’t know the first thing about love
all other things shall fade away
Love stands alone and still holds sway
all other things shall fade away
Into the ground into the grave
I give my body up into the flames
And never once did I deny your name
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I don’t know the first thing about love
YouTube.com Link
Moving Mountins, by Thrice. Off of “The Alchemy Index: Vol IV”.
I speak in many tongues of many men
Argue with angels and they always win
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I prophesize and know all mystery
All living things are opened up to me
But I don’t know the first thing about love
Know the first thing about love
I have the keys to open many doors
Give all my possessions to the poor
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I’m moving mountains and have faith in me
Have faith enough to caste them to the sea
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I don’t know the first thing about love
all other things shall fade away
Love stands alone and still holds sway
all other things shall fade away
Into the ground into the grave
I give my body up into the flames
And never once did I deny your name
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I don’t know the first thing about love
YouTube.com Link
The Contradictions in Life
It's amazing sometimes the contradictions of life. Sometimes I am bewildered by them.
A man sets out with the most kindhearted of intentions, to win someone's heart, to love unselfishly, to pledge the entirety of his honor, spirit, and strength to loving a single person, faults and all.
He fails.
A man sets out with selfish intentions to take someone home, to posses her, to ignore boundaries, to live - die -- and forget, with no regard for tomorrow, a mutual disregard for fidelity.
He fails, and by failing succeeds.
The differences are subtle legalese. A pledge of love transforms to a promise not to hate. A promise to listen transforms to one patience.
The coward's promise of "no expectations" proved to be a strong enough foundation to build something: A desire to see another happy. To afford a stranger on a train, passing through the night, the trust we reserve for lifelong friends.
In my modest teachings in Zen Buddhism, one word becomes a koan to us as we struggle to maintain our practice: Surrender. Surrender to practice. Surrender moods, expectations, stresses, joys, anxieties. Surrender to practice. Surrender to intimacy. Surrender to liturgy.
It is by letting go that we hold on tight.
It is by doubting that we achieve certainty.
It is through our misery apart that we learn the joy of togetherness.
It is by giving up we make it through the night.
I don't understand the contradictory nature of life sometimes. As much as the 8th of August will be cause for celebration (4 months! Yay!) I cannot dismiss the underlying fears acknowledged by both of us. We have no plan. I am aware of the precious cargo I have been given, and how fragile it is -- a harsh word can destroy it. For all I knew and still know we were doomed from the start.
We won't keep score, we won't bottle up our issues, we will take it a day at a time, and we will put another's happiness first.
A long time ago I thought I found what I was looking for out of this life. Now I'm not looking. Now I'm through trying to grasp. I am through believing I can control the situation; only my actions, re-actions, and perceptions. Come what may.
Oh, and its quite possible that I could buy a used Porsche in the next three or four years, depending on how bad I want it. So when people ask why I really left, after building a life here for 5 years, I’ll say its the brass ring. Gotta keep the contradictions in this life coming and going.
A man sets out with the most kindhearted of intentions, to win someone's heart, to love unselfishly, to pledge the entirety of his honor, spirit, and strength to loving a single person, faults and all.
He fails.
A man sets out with selfish intentions to take someone home, to posses her, to ignore boundaries, to live - die -- and forget, with no regard for tomorrow, a mutual disregard for fidelity.
He fails, and by failing succeeds.
The differences are subtle legalese. A pledge of love transforms to a promise not to hate. A promise to listen transforms to one patience.
The coward's promise of "no expectations" proved to be a strong enough foundation to build something: A desire to see another happy. To afford a stranger on a train, passing through the night, the trust we reserve for lifelong friends.
In my modest teachings in Zen Buddhism, one word becomes a koan to us as we struggle to maintain our practice: Surrender. Surrender to practice. Surrender moods, expectations, stresses, joys, anxieties. Surrender to practice. Surrender to intimacy. Surrender to liturgy.
It is by letting go that we hold on tight.
It is by doubting that we achieve certainty.
It is through our misery apart that we learn the joy of togetherness.
It is by giving up we make it through the night.
I don't understand the contradictory nature of life sometimes. As much as the 8th of August will be cause for celebration (4 months! Yay!) I cannot dismiss the underlying fears acknowledged by both of us. We have no plan. I am aware of the precious cargo I have been given, and how fragile it is -- a harsh word can destroy it. For all I knew and still know we were doomed from the start.
We won't keep score, we won't bottle up our issues, we will take it a day at a time, and we will put another's happiness first.
A long time ago I thought I found what I was looking for out of this life. Now I'm not looking. Now I'm through trying to grasp. I am through believing I can control the situation; only my actions, re-actions, and perceptions. Come what may.
Oh, and its quite possible that I could buy a used Porsche in the next three or four years, depending on how bad I want it. So when people ask why I really left, after building a life here for 5 years, I’ll say its the brass ring. Gotta keep the contradictions in this life coming and going.
quotes from the burn ward
My friend RR has a quote book for his apartment, which has been nicknamed "The Burn Ward".
Here are some of my quotes. Be advised most of these are from "Bro Nights" and are decidedly NSFW and NSFL.
"I'm looking at you right now and there is just a huge clitoris where your nose is!"
"Being the president is like having your birthday everyday. You can put it wherever you want."
"Put away your games and guitars; we've gottta man through this like bros!"
Me: "Turns out, the math behind lasers is pretty complex."
C.G.: "I thought it was pew-pew. I thought it was that simple."
"Can my iPhone see the router? Yes. Can I pull up [censored site]? Yes. I can live on your couch for ten days."
"I'm going to shit the bed like a Firefox Beta". (This is our new favorite term.)
"I thought my car would be a pussy magnet, turns out its just a Honda."
"I had two dreams last night, Inception style. In the first, my ex and I were back together. In the second, I was dying of testicular cancer. It's a tough call on which was worse."
Me: "If you can beat Contra on an 8-bit NES, you can finger bang a girl blind."
B.H.: "I was much better at finger banging than I was at Contra."
Chris: "That's because Contra was finger banging you."
“The sprawl of D.C. has a whole new kind of 19-year-old. They know kickboxing. It’ll be more like Man vs. Wild instead of Man vs. Jersey.”
Here are some of my quotes. Be advised most of these are from "Bro Nights" and are decidedly NSFW and NSFL.
"I'm looking at you right now and there is just a huge clitoris where your nose is!"
"Being the president is like having your birthday everyday. You can put it wherever you want."
"Put away your games and guitars; we've gottta man through this like bros!"
Me: "Turns out, the math behind lasers is pretty complex."
C.G.: "I thought it was pew-pew. I thought it was that simple."
"Can my iPhone see the router? Yes. Can I pull up [censored site]? Yes. I can live on your couch for ten days."
"I'm going to shit the bed like a Firefox Beta". (This is our new favorite term.)
"I thought my car would be a pussy magnet, turns out its just a Honda."
"I had two dreams last night, Inception style. In the first, my ex and I were back together. In the second, I was dying of testicular cancer. It's a tough call on which was worse."
Me: "If you can beat Contra on an 8-bit NES, you can finger bang a girl blind."
B.H.: "I was much better at finger banging than I was at Contra."
Chris: "That's because Contra was finger banging you."
“The sprawl of D.C. has a whole new kind of 19-year-old. They know kickboxing. It’ll be more like Man vs. Wild instead of Man vs. Jersey.”