Like many personal blogs of its era, this blog is moribund, a casualty of what we might call "the Facebook effect." However, as of late 2015, two things are clear: (1) The Indie Web is a thing, and (2) the re-decentralization of the web is a thing. So who knows?
2016 2017 (!) could be the year this blog rises from its own ashes. Stay tuned!
Wednesday, 17 December 2003
Some folks dig year-end best-of lists. Here’s more Best of 2003
lists than you can shake a stick at.
[spotted on Metafilter]
Thursday, 11 December 2003
Anil Dash (one of the minds behind Moveable Type
) reminds me
why I love New York so much, and makes me want to move there.
Tuesday, 18 November 2003
I was already in high school when Wal-Mart invaded my part of the country. I stayed away, having read about how the megachain decimated small-town general stores all across America’s heartland. So I’ve been in a Wal-Mart store only three times in my life, and only made a purchase there once. After reading this article
, I’ll probably keep out for good.
[spotted at Ten Reasons Why, which also points to further commentary on this issue]
Wednesday, 05 November 2003
We thought the almiqui
was gone forever, but no, a farmer in Cuba came across one. I wish he hadn’t. That thing is going to give me nightmares. It looks like it can’t wait to bite my toes off. Or worse.
Tuesday, 04 November 2003
Get your holiday shopping done early. The web brings you just the item
for all your friends and loved ones.
[found on MetaFilter]
Tuesday, 21 October 2003
Roger Ebert has a few thoughts
about leaf blowers, rakes, the President, and the way things used to be.
Monday, 13 October 2003
If you translate Sir Mix-a-Lot’s Baby Got Back
into Latin, and then do a literal translation back into English
, you get something like this:
Large buttocks are pleasing to me, nor am I able to lie concerning this matter.
[found on jwz]
For who, colleagues, would not admit,
Whenever a girl comes by with a rather small middle part of the body
Beneath which is an obvious spherical mass, that it inflames the spirits
So that you want to be conspicuous for manly virtue, noticing her breeches
Have been deeply stuffed with buttock?
Monday, 06 October 2003
For the Beatles fans in the audience: An interview
with Sir John Lennon, regarding, among other things, the 1980 assassination of Paul McCartney.
[found on The Morning News]
Friday, 26 September 2003
I have got to try this
the next time I’m in New York with someone.
Close up yer wounds
when a bear attacks you!
[found on Fark]
Monday, 22 September 2003
A lonely woman in Florida drinks herself to death
and leaves behind only bits and scraps of woe:
There were three yellow Post-its on the fridge. One said: “By myself, with myself.” Another said: “Broke and alone.” And the third said: “Higher purpose?”
On the dining room table was the start of a personal ad she had written in a lined notepad: “Single and ready to experience…”
She stopped before she figured out what she was ready to experience. On the next page, she had written: “Can’t. I’m not willing at this time.”
Monday, 15 September 2003
… is Yellowstone National Park
“The impact of a Yellowstone eruption is terrifying to comprehend,” says Professor McGuire. “Magma would be flung 50 kilometers into the atmosphere. Within a thousand kilometers virtually all life would be killed by falling ash, lava flows, and the sheer explosive force of the eruption. One thousand cubic kilometers of lava would pour out of the volcano, enough to coat the whole of the USA with a layer 5 inches thick. The explosion would be the loudest noise heard by man for 75,000 years.”
Friday, 12 September 2003
Find out how rich you are (money-wise) compared to the rest of the world at the Global Rich List
. Humbling stuff: If you’re making more than $33,700, you’re better off than 99 percent of your brothers and sisters on the planet.
Tuesday, 09 September 2003
Opus is returning to the Sunday comics
, and I ain’t talking reruns, here.
[found on Slashdot]
Thursday, 04 September 2003
“I don’t think either one of us knows why we split up. It was like, say you’re going to a nightclub one night with your friends and you’re in line and the next thing you know there are guys with helicopters and there’s machine-gun fire and you don’t know what happened. And that’s kind of like what our breakup was like.”
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