I've always said that the only thing that gives me faith in America is that nobody, and I mean nobody, does a better job of ripping on our many flaws and fuckups than ourselves ( Read more... )

Ok, so if I have personal rules against talking about politics, retelling dreams that you've had is a capital crime ( Read more... )

Oh, I know you guys all thought it was a made-up holiday in my head (mostly because it was), but behold the craze that is sweeping the nation-- Moustache Novermber!!!So, this November grow a moustache.... for HEALTH! Or because it's very funny. Either/or, really. If I can find a good moustache pic from last year I will share the hilariousness ( Read more... )

Ok, so the legendary downer-ness of this episode has been doubted before, and very recently, but the mascara stains on my shirt have motivated me to once again pass along this link. You think, "ok, this is a reasonably amusing cartoon, I got it covered." And then it gets you. And I get mascara stains on my shirt. So, without further ado, For a ( Read more... )

Why I avoid talking about my job in social settings.

Hey, I know every'body's kinda down about the Crocodile hunter's passing, but what about crazy old Syd Barrett? I love me some old-school Pink Floyd, and while I know he's been out of action for quite some time, I can't help but miss the fact that he was around someplace. It's stupid, I know, but I miss him. (Think Piper at the Gates of Dawn, ( Read more... )

There is only one reason that you see me up at this time in the morning ( Read more... )

I always rate my productivity by how trashed my desk is. So I come in to work this morning (afternoon) and I survey the damage.... nice. I hadn't been in over the weekend, so I totally forgot how fucked up everything is from the take-home final/ submission to LCTES. Wow. I'm a hard-working kid. Or a complete slob. Trash from three different ( Read more... )

Waiting for things to compile is a good way to get your journal updated. I'll update on my life without resorting to filthy, filthy paragraphs or complete thoughts ( Read more... )

And the lord came down unto the lowly programmer, and said, "Why dost thou toil into the night? Behold, dumbass, the true and righteous path is laid before you! Cast off thy stupid ideas and be free!" And the micro-code of Satan parted, and Melvin walked down into the promised land/ Taco Bell, and saw that it was good ( Read more... )