Archive for category ‘induced tangents’


Saturday, April 16th, 2005

more to come:


Friday, April 15th, 2005

i have begun to fear all the pre-live-bloggin' blogging could make the actual event somewhat of a letdown. that, and the untimely exodus of the largest body (read: most capacitous espresso tolerance) among us. note to self: bring some music.


Friday, April 15th, 2005

matt nestberg, whom i had the prescience to call 'half-hearted' (below), is suddenly, mysteriously, suspiciously sick. i now dub him, "un-hearted." as long as we get his newfangled espresso blend in time for the jam, HE's the one missing out. in all seriousness (yes, i can do that, on occasion) feel better dude. ...


Friday, April 15th, 2005

the supposedly hip jennifer 8. lee (real name) writes in the grey lady about the "man date." i have certainly been on one of those. ridiculous coinage, that term, but very resonant in its specifics, as laid out in the piece. odd, how two perfectly cool (even married!) male friends ...

newly shod

Wednesday, April 13th, 2005

the fur flip-flops are now history. they were gnarly and all, but alas, too small. the best part, particularly after suffering buyer's remorse for shelling out $30 a week earlier, is the selling price: $68 on ebay, including shipping. chyyeeeaaa. handsome profit there, thank you. so to recap, THESE flip-flops are ...

non-elitist manic consumer send-up!

Saturday, April 9th, 2005

so i'm selling the flops, and apparently will make an unwitting profit. but a bidder e-mails, all keyed into sharps and flats because he/she just HAD to have my hairy sandals, pleasepleaseplease, and would i please stop the bidding and would i please sell them now because he/she just ...

lileks gets it

Saturday, April 9th, 2005

mah frehn jaymes suggests that we may not be that far removed from the likes of sandy berger: Please. C'mon. Who among us hasn't shoved classified documents into his pants and jacket by accident? It happens. You're reviewing some notes -- OK, classified notes, but it's not like they're the secret formula ...

traffic? what traffic?

Friday, April 8th, 2005

whaaa? you mean i'm getting traffic from a domain not ending in 'szobody'? er, thanks.


Thursday, April 7th, 2005

so james lileks, my all-time favorite columnist, discovers unwittingly one of those descriptors that spurs a knee-jerk wince of nostalgia. good writers do that, i'm told. gives you whiplash. The desert speaks to me. And it says: I will stick you and make you bleed. If I’m in a good ...

too many already…

Wednesday, April 6th, 2005

so my brother thinks he can blog. clearly, he doesn't get it. philosophical tangents? classical quotes? general bloggy seriousness? who DOES that? seriously, after a day of pan-frying my brain like so many relativist grits, i would never submit myself to the pressure of churning real content. then again, is this real? he ...


Wednesday, April 6th, 2005

they seemed so full of groove and gnarl. alas, they're too small. so i'm selling them again. brand new. come one, come all, get your furry man sandals. with plaid, er, edging. and parallel treading! and hale-leather uppers! go well with americano mistos, they do. bid here and help me refurbish the ...


Wednesday, April 6th, 2005

junk post. something funny is happening with my buttons. like when your knuckle gets stuck in a dangerously small bottle neck, and you can FEEL your idle afternoon SLIPPING AWAY. "martha, the vaseline." like that. except i can't delete posts. so consider this a window into my unguarded soul. filthy blog...


Wednesday, April 6th, 2005

when i think about smart moves to rest your star players before the playoffs, i think about moves like this. key stat: 24 minutes for gnash. when i think about shipwrecks in uniform, on the other hand, i think about the caron-led lakers. yes, sir. caron butler.

ye olde radio

Wednesday, April 6th, 2005

if this isn't sheer funniness, this april fool's hilarity from npr, i don't know what is. Maple syrup and steroids. fake news! so funny! who does that?? oh, wait...