Thursday, March 27, 2008

Sometimes NPR becomes a parody of itself

I heard this story yesterday on my way home from work.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

I screwed up the HTML on this post and can't be bothered to fix it.

Some things I've enjoyed on the interwebs recently....

Imogen Heap's "Thillercast" in honor of the 25th anniversary of Michael Jackson's Thiller album. Her story about trying to make "shiny trousers" is super cute.

Flickr. After a long hiatus of not posting any photos, I recently uploaded a bunch from my recent road trip. After a refresher course from CoryQ, I was able to determine that on Tuesday, someone did a tag search for "nipples" and ended up looking at my photo of Elvis and Priscilla's wedding attire.
Photoshop Disasters. Discovered via MJ.'s interview with Jim Dale, narrator of the U.S. and Canada editions of the Harry Potter audiobooks. The kids from Mugglenet aren't the best interviewers, but what Dale has to say is pretty interesting. You gotta love the story about how he came up with the voice for Dobby. (Episode 137)

Lastly, I'm just in love with Ellen Degeneres lately. She's recently talked about homophobia on her show, in the case of the murder Lawrence King (a story way under reported) and Sally Kern's anti-gay rant. In the process, she's introduced the stories to a much wider audience than would've heard about it otherwise. Her words about Larry were touching and she managed to educate while making people laugh when she called Kern's office. But it was this old clip from her show that had me laughing my butt off yesterday.

Weird weird dream

I had a couple dreams the other morning. The first one is pretty fuzzy, but involved an extended wait at the dentist's office. The dentist was making all of his patients wash their faces with liquid Dial Soap. I waited close to two hours for my appointment, only to have the dentist announce he'd worked too many consecutive hours and he needed to take a nap. That's really all I remember of that dream.

Then I dreamt I was standing in my parents driveway in Michigan when the neighbor's dog from across the street came running over and attacked me, latching onto my left hand. I screamed for the neighbor to come get her dog off of me, but she just stood there watching. Finally she came over and the dog let go. I showed her my shredded hand and said, "Look what your dog did!."

She replied, "It's not even bleeding."

I said, "You know, I only hate you because you hated me first."

"I know," she replied.


A little background on the dream. The neighbor is a real woman that lived across the street from parents for many years, but they moved last year. She had two dogs during that time, neither of which was the dog in the dream. She and her family were evangelical Christians. She was always very friendly to my face, but I always suspected she disapproved of me behind my back. I honestly don't know if my suspicions were valid, or based on assumptions about her beliefs. But I certainly didn't hate her.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

A word of advice

If you go to the Lagoon Cinema in Uptown Minneapolis to see "No Country for Old Men" and they tell you the move is in Theatre 1, don't assume the first room you come across is in fact Theatre 1. Because then your flakey self might glance at the sign for "City of Men" long enough to see the "C" and "Men," assume its the correct room, and then 15 minutes later find yourself wondering why a Cohen brother movie is in Portugese.
Luckily, the correct theatre was still showing previews when I realized my error.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008


My left eyelid has been twitching involuntarily on and off for a few days. Does anyone know any cures for this ailment? I personally think my symptoms are the result of an allergic reaction to going back to work after a week's vacation. The only cure may be to quit my job! But if you know any home cures, please let me know.

Blog entry and photos about the road trip to come!