January 2010
a year in pictures.
A picture a day for all of 2009. Below is a collage of a project that took like a cumulative day or two. Worth it? Sure.
December 2009
don't fail me again... ADMIRAL piett.
It’s time to review my list of 100 Pledges for 2009. Truthfully, I actually gave myself until January 13 to complete all of these (rationalizing that my New Year really doesn’t start until my birthday) but because I have some time off, we’re going to reassess it now (and if I do accomplish that which remains undone before the 13th, then that’s a bonus). Let’s recap...
cooler than being cool. →
happy festivus (sadly, i did not need to consult...
frank: i haven't celebrated festivus in years. what's your interest?
kramer: well, just tell me everything.
frank: many christmases ago, i went to buy a doll for my son. i reach for the last one they had... but so did another man. as i rained blows upon him, i realized there had to be another way!
kramer: what happened to the doll?
frank: it was destroyed. but out of that, a new holiday was born: a festivus for the rest of us!
kramer: that must've been some kind of doll.
frank: ...she was.
now-standard parts of the current internet video...
1. Hulu Somehow, I’ve already grown accustomed to this glorious innovation that’s only been around for 2.5 years but let’s look back: if you had told me in 2004 that I didn’t need to stay up every night to watch Letterman, Conan, and Kilborn (and nearly every other show on the major networks), as I could just find them all online at my leisure… I would have had...
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these could be christmas songs.
Another year, another mass for Christ accompanied by music made thousands of years after his death. At this point, I’ve exhausted nearly every good Christmas song I’ve ever heard (at least when it comes to putting them into fresh mixtapes). So this year, I went with like 80% non-Christmas songs. Why not? These Could Be Christmas Songs (some of them are, in fact)
The Beach Boys...
you stole cookies from the cookie jar. i caught... →
I should’ve posted this at a more appropriate time.
Underwater volcano. Wonderful.
Even worse, it was boring. I was boring myself, which is a terrible sign. If you...
– S.C. Butler (a writer of whom I’ve never heard, though his book cover looks ridiculously intriguing) offers advice. There’s nothing quite like punching the air (that is, if I’m doing it right… I’ve never asked someone to observe my style).