For want of a better title: February 2006

For want of a better title

Tall and Tan and oh so Sexy, the boy *not* from Ipanema goes walking by...

Monday, February 06, 2006

New site

Just testing this service out... So I guess I've moved... Come on down y'all. To the my new home (unless it doesn't work out).

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Superbowl XL

Superbowl XL was a good game. Poor Seahawks... Oh well there's always next year. My poor Rams are no longer the team they used to be. There's still the Saint Louis Cardinals for me! I don't think I liked the commercials this year. Nothing that was really special by my book (I actually watch for the commercials). Looks like superbowl Extra large. heh... Next year will be XLI... heh... soon it will be superbowl L and then C... Maybe i will get to see superbowl C... just maybe...

In other news my sink decided to overflow after not doing so for almost 6 months now... Oh well... Get the sup to check it out tomorrow... Poor guy called me in the middle of the game to ask how bad it was, and I was like, I got it to go down and nothing else is coming out... Still I live with the fear that the sink is going to overflow and I'll be ankle deep in dishwashing water tomorrow... That would make life interesting... To say the least...

It also got cold again over here... And it nice and warm the past few days... Oh well I suppose the Groundhog decided there'll be more days of winter...

Saturday, February 04, 2006

It actually happened

It actually is true. Who would've thought... Go now... offer your suggestions.

In other news, go here and boycott DRM CDs.

Friday, February 03, 2006

Talk to the Hand

Thursday, February 02, 2006


If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

Crack Monkey

So Curious George the movie is out. I have a stuffed George. We've been best buds since the day i was born. We're as thick as thieves. I love that monkey. My dad has photos of me and George on my birthday every year until I moved to the US. Heh... Then Georgie couldn't get a visa (something about Ebola) and he had to stay in Singapore.

Anyway what's the point of telling you this? None whatsoever. It's my blog... there doesn't need to be a point. I could talk about how the golden pheasant ate the bejeweled devil. You wouldn't know what I'm talking about, but you'd have to accept it. It's my blog and I can cry if I want to.

Cry wolf that is. The morale of that story is that you can only tell a lie once. Not that you can't lie. Just have to make up new ones. I kid...

Which leads me to On Bullshit by Harry Frankfurt. Bullshit is better than lying. Lying means you know the truth and try to subvert it. Bullshitting is that you don't even care about the truth. You're just bullshitting. What's more impressive is that you can get published for talking about bullshit basically. And that you can be tenured in philosophy to talk about bullshit. I want a job like that too.

Talking about Bullshit, i love this show on the discovery channel. Mike Rowe is fantastic. I mean he's willing to do all these jobs. I love the show. It's great.

Ok... that's the end of the randomness (ed: is there ever really an end?) Yeah Buddy!