You know after you remove a Band-Aid that’s gotten soaking wet: That white, wrinkly, squishy look that your skin gets where it’s been covered up? They need a really good name for that.
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Finger Jerky, Perhaps?
Monday, August 23rd, 2010About That Clerk Position…
Monday, July 12th, 2010Like John Waters’ Moustache
Friday, June 18th, 2010Can someone explain to me why some otherwise attractive women pluck their eyebrows down to pencil-thin lines? It is the scariest thing on earth.
Perhaps This Is Why My Drain Is Slow
Thursday, June 10th, 2010It’s Like Skype But With Typing?
Monday, April 26th, 2010My 7-year-old attempts to explain what email is to my 4-year-old:
“It’s like texting with a computer.”
The scary thing is that the 4-year-old understood.
Sometimes Sleeping Is Hard
Monday, April 26th, 2010Had insane dreams last night. People (even some dead ones) from the distant past playing major roles. Espionage and hitmen after me, holed up in a hotel room. My kids were overgrown to 5’6″ tall (but still 4-7 years old).
Things got so weird I was woken up and told that I was having a crazy dream, then went back to sleep.
But that was part of the dream, too.
The hitman/hotel story continued where it left off.
Still not sure if I’m up.
Upside-Down Celeb Heads
Friday, April 2nd, 2010This is the scariest thing I’ve ever seen.
Farewell, Yahoo! Tech
Friday, March 12th, 2010Now redirecting to Yahoo! News, Technology section.
My blog should be reappearing there shortly… when I have an ETA on that I’ll post it here.
How Much Do I Love This GIF?
Sunday, January 31st, 2010It Was Only a Matter of Time…
Monday, January 4th, 2010Darkness Imprisoning Me
Sunday, November 22nd, 2009Snowglobes: Banned
Saturday, November 14th, 2009It no longer snows upon the world’s miniature landmarks.
The TSA says you can’t carry a snow-globe onto a plane, even if it fits in your freedom baggie, because they can’t measure how much liquid it contains, and therefore it must contain more than three oz of potential explosive, um, water.
Larry, You’re Being Innappropriate
Thursday, November 12th, 2009Why didn’t she just leave? Too dumb to stand?
Shabu Shabu – The Food So Nice They Named It Twice
Monday, November 2nd, 2009How does one begin to choose between the Sea Cucumber Heart and the Red Sea Cucumber Heart???
(via The Pot’s)
Welcome to Hell
Wednesday, October 21st, 2009Leave it to Google to find the portal. (Keep clicking forward.)
Want Your Wallet Back, Bub?
Tuesday, October 13th, 2009As the psychologists soon discovered, the sight of a smiling baby is enough to warm nearly any heart: only one in 10 of the strangers who retrieved such wallets neglected to return them. In contrast, the second-most successful image, the puppy, boasted only a 53 percent return rate. When the wallet included no photograph, it stood only a one in seven chance of being returned to the owner.
BPA: We’re All Screwed
Friday, October 9th, 2009Society laughs at your fears about the BPA-laden plastic water bottle.
“When people talk about polycarbonate bottles, they talk about nanogram quantities of BPA [leaching out],” Warner observes. “The average cash register receipt that’s out there and uses the BPA technology will have 60 to 100 milligrams of free BPA.” By free, he explains, it’s not bound into a polymer, like the BPA in polycarbonates. It’s just the individual molecules loose and ready for uptake.
As such, he argues, when it comes to BPA in the urban environment, “the biggest exposures, in my opinion, will be these cash register receipts.” Once on the fingers, BPA can be transferred to foods. And keep in mind, he adds, some hormones — like estrogen in certain birth-control formulations — are delivered through the skin by controlled-release patches. So, he argues, estrogen mimics like BPA might similarly enter the skin.
Go For It, Losers.
Friday, October 9th, 2009From the press notes for the utterly baffling, upcoming new film Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans, which is not a remake of the Harvey Keitel classic. Starring Nicolas Cage and directed by — no, seriously — Werner Herzog.
Here’s what Herzog — who’s easily on my list of 10 people I’d like to have dinner with someday — has to say to any early critics who might dare comment on the project.
It does not bespeak great wisdom to call the film The Bad Lieutenant, and I only agreed to make the film after William (Billy) Finkelstein, the screenwriter, who had seen a film of the same name from the early nineties, had given me a solemn oath that this was not a remake at all. But the film industry has its own rationale, which in this case was the speculation of starting some sort of a franchise. I have no problem with this. Nevertheless, the pedantic branch of academia, the so called “film-studies,” in its attempt to do damage to cinema, will be ecstatic to find a small reference to that earlier film here and there, though it will fail to do the same damage that academia — in the name of literary theory — has done to poetry, which it has pushed to the brink of extinction. Cinema, so far, is more robust. I call upon the theoreticians of cinema to go after this one. Go for it, losers.







