her explanation?
"well, I needed something to wear for the rain!"
Oh sure, like these are rain shoes....
sigh....
4.05.2006
new shoes
So the wife comes home yesterday with a new pair of shoes...
her explanation?
"well, I needed something to wear for the rain!"
Oh sure, like these are rain shoes....
sigh....
her explanation?
"well, I needed something to wear for the rain!"
Oh sure, like these are rain shoes....
sigh....
tacos tacos tacos!
courtesy DT, Tacohunt.
A site dedicated to reviewing every taco in LA. I ran across it a few months back, but it was but a seedling compared to the mighty bush of knowledge it is today.
Pat take note: plenty of coverage of the Westsiiiiiide.
down side: it's making me hungry, and the nearest great taco is a 45 minute drive.
A site dedicated to reviewing every taco in LA. I ran across it a few months back, but it was but a seedling compared to the mighty bush of knowledge it is today.
Pat take note: plenty of coverage of the Westsiiiiiide.
down side: it's making me hungry, and the nearest great taco is a 45 minute drive.
4.04.2006
classic arcade console art
full blown nostalgia for this former arcade rat.
I tried explaining Baby Pac-Man to my wife once, confusing her thoroughly and banishing forever whatever lingering doubts she had that indeed, she married a geek of the highest grade.
I tried explaining Baby Pac-Man to my wife once, confusing her thoroughly and banishing forever whatever lingering doubts she had that indeed, she married a geek of the highest grade.
Fights! (attn bobo)
Great card this Saturday, Judah vs Mayweather with two quality undercard fights.
I'm hooking up with Pelf, you should head up and join us.
Common sense says PBF will dominate as he always does in high profile bouts, but there's something in the air lately and I've laid down some green on Judah by KO at 8-1. On the undercard, Arce never disappoints and the Diaz/Cotto fight has all the makings of a good scrap.
Also, the wife wants to see you.
I'm hooking up with Pelf, you should head up and join us.
Common sense says PBF will dominate as he always does in high profile bouts, but there's something in the air lately and I've laid down some green on Judah by KO at 8-1. On the undercard, Arce never disappoints and the Diaz/Cotto fight has all the makings of a good scrap.
Also, the wife wants to see you.
4.03.2006
remembered my password!
updates for all, huzzah!
here's a great site dedicated to cataloging ludicrously overpriced shitpiles across the nation.
hours of fun, even for an impoverished renter like me.
here's a great site dedicated to cataloging ludicrously overpriced shitpiles across the nation.
hours of fun, even for an impoverished renter like me.
Q&A
Q:
what's worse than a dude who smells like a french whore?
A:
a dude who smells like a French whore and talks like an auctioneer.
He's making me nostalgic for Derby & Ponytail Guy.
what's worse than a dude who smells like a french whore?
A:
a dude who smells like a French whore and talks like an auctioneer.
He's making me nostalgic for Derby & Ponytail Guy.
High on Fire insta-review
stealing from a chat with Ivanus:
"High on Fire is awesome.
kinda sound like Motorhead crossed with
....
something."
and going the extra mile, here's a gallery of GOATWHORE photos from the very show our intrepid duo attended:
courtesy Dirt, Jr.
and don't miss their set list
A band who names a tune Perversions of the Ancient Goat is a band I'm down with sound unheard.
"High on Fire is awesome.
kinda sound like Motorhead crossed with
....
something."
and going the extra mile, here's a gallery of GOATWHORE photos from the very show our intrepid duo attended:
courtesy Dirt, Jr.
and don't miss their set list
A band who names a tune Perversions of the Ancient Goat is a band I'm down with sound unheard.
GOATWHORE
Yeah, you heard me....GOATWHORE.
I was gonna title this post "when middle aged men throw the horns", but was afraid the mental image of Ivan and Bobo in a mosh pit would drive even the most stalwart and grounded reader gibbering mad, as if they'd glimpsed the oddly textured ivory pages of that ancient and evil text The King in Yellow
Since the principals refuse to update, the onus of reporting this foray into the music of their youth (well....actually the music of Ivan's youth, bobo being more the sensitive, pompadoured Joy Division/Bauhaus/Love and Rockets sort) falls upon me.
So yeah, Ivan came across this band High on Fire and cajoled Bobo into seeing them in Long Beach at Alex's Bar. A bar who's google description as the 'best damn punk rock bar in Southern California' seems both limited in ambition and somewhat at odds with their offer of free wifi with the purchase of a drink. This puts me in mind of a post-punk friend of a friend who sported a bleached mohawk for years past its expiration date and espoused a punk rock ethos while making regular visits to the chiropractor on his folk's dime...but anyway.
So they make the scene, and according to Bobo have a fine time amongst the wire thin meth addicts and beer bellied rockers. Watch Them Die rocked by all accounts, GOATWHORE rocked harder, and headliner High on Fire rocked hardest of all, ejecting our heroes happy, spent and sopping wet into the graying pre-dawn of their workaday lives.
I'm hoping they picked up some merchandise to commemorate their metal interlude ( ideally this fine remix of a heavy metal icon), something to clutch in their hands when they awake, proof that it wasn't all a pleasant, headbanging dream.
I was gonna title this post "when middle aged men throw the horns", but was afraid the mental image of Ivan and Bobo in a mosh pit would drive even the most stalwart and grounded reader gibbering mad, as if they'd glimpsed the oddly textured ivory pages of that ancient and evil text The King in Yellow
Since the principals refuse to update, the onus of reporting this foray into the music of their youth (well....actually the music of Ivan's youth, bobo being more the sensitive, pompadoured Joy Division/Bauhaus/Love and Rockets sort) falls upon me.
So yeah, Ivan came across this band High on Fire and cajoled Bobo into seeing them in Long Beach at Alex's Bar. A bar who's google description as the 'best damn punk rock bar in Southern California' seems both limited in ambition and somewhat at odds with their offer of free wifi with the purchase of a drink. This puts me in mind of a post-punk friend of a friend who sported a bleached mohawk for years past its expiration date and espoused a punk rock ethos while making regular visits to the chiropractor on his folk's dime...but anyway.
So they make the scene, and according to Bobo have a fine time amongst the wire thin meth addicts and beer bellied rockers. Watch Them Die rocked by all accounts, GOATWHORE rocked harder, and headliner High on Fire rocked hardest of all, ejecting our heroes happy, spent and sopping wet into the graying pre-dawn of their workaday lives.
I'm hoping they picked up some merchandise to commemorate their metal interlude ( ideally this fine remix of a heavy metal icon), something to clutch in their hands when they awake, proof that it wasn't all a pleasant, headbanging dream.
4.02.2006
customers: bad looks
I don't care how much of a hopless, dice-hugging geek you are......
You should NEVER combine a black derby with a ponytail you've turned into a string of ben wah balls with multiple elasic bands and one of those wispy not-quite-a-goatees.
I had some retardedly nerdly looks going in my youth (including anarchonritic hat, but not a derby or greek fisherman's cap thank god) but this guy takes the cake.
I will STILL take him over the portly middle-aged guy looking for the Time-Life series on the west who looked normal enough but smelled like he caught fire this morning and put it out with a bottle of cologne.
You should NEVER combine a black derby with a ponytail you've turned into a string of ben wah balls with multiple elasic bands and one of those wispy not-quite-a-goatees.
I had some retardedly nerdly looks going in my youth (including anarchonritic hat, but not a derby or greek fisherman's cap thank god) but this guy takes the cake.
I will STILL take him over the portly middle-aged guy looking for the Time-Life series on the west who looked normal enough but smelled like he caught fire this morning and put it out with a bottle of cologne.
April Fool's Hoaxes
via wikipedia.
Bobo's Taco Liberty Bell gag is in there, among a host of others.
2006's crop of hoaxes
and a list of hoaxes from 2005
This should bring you entirely up to date. See ya next year....
Bobo's Taco Liberty Bell gag is in there, among a host of others.
2006's crop of hoaxes
and a list of hoaxes from 2005
This should bring you entirely up to date. See ya next year....
more for DT
In a bout of shameless pandering to my few loyal readers, I present this David Eggars bit on America's conflicted relationship with soccer because I dimly remember you mentioning him once. Hopefully it was in a positive context...
Also, your man David Foster Wallace has a new collection of essays out, headlined by that Lobster article you tipped me off about a while back.
Our continued indifference to the sport worshipped around the world can be easily explained in two parts. First, as a nation of loony but determined inventors, we prefer things we thought of ourselves. The most popular sports in America are those we conceived and developed on our own: [American] football, baseball, basketball. If we can claim at least part of the credit for something, as with tennis or the radio, we are willing to be passively interested. But we did not invent soccer, and so we are suspicious of it.
Also, your man David Foster Wallace has a new collection of essays out, headlined by that Lobster article you tipped me off about a while back.
4.01.2006
a solemn promise to my readers
no fake April Fool's nonsense from me!
I remember when the shenanigans were constrained to outlandish stories from friends and the de riguer fake article in the newspaper, which was bearable.
Alas, the internet has provided legions of juvenile mentalities with giant bullhorns, so you can't really leave your e-house without being buried in a cascade of bullpucky.
The problem is 'jokes' that are credible enough to be believed ARE believed and create eddies and currents of disinformation. Jokes that aren't credible tend to be...uh, not funny I guess is the kindest thing to say.
Of all my usual haunts only Slashdot found a solution to the conundrum, turning the whole site into an April 1st fantasyland of nonsense.
And they also provided a link to the best individual 'joke' I've seen so far- a review of Duke Nukem Forever, the most notorious piece of vaporware in gaming history.
So, a happy pracical joke-free April Fool's Day to you, my readers.
More updates coming later today- I'm having issues because the new computer at home means a new Firefox install, which means a cleared web cache, which means trying to remember what the hell my password is.
I remember when the shenanigans were constrained to outlandish stories from friends and the de riguer fake article in the newspaper, which was bearable.
Alas, the internet has provided legions of juvenile mentalities with giant bullhorns, so you can't really leave your e-house without being buried in a cascade of bullpucky.
The problem is 'jokes' that are credible enough to be believed ARE believed and create eddies and currents of disinformation. Jokes that aren't credible tend to be...uh, not funny I guess is the kindest thing to say.
Of all my usual haunts only Slashdot found a solution to the conundrum, turning the whole site into an April 1st fantasyland of nonsense.
And they also provided a link to the best individual 'joke' I've seen so far- a review of Duke Nukem Forever, the most notorious piece of vaporware in gaming history.
So, a happy pracical joke-free April Fool's Day to you, my readers.
More updates coming later today- I'm having issues because the new computer at home means a new Firefox install, which means a cleared web cache, which means trying to remember what the hell my password is.
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