January 2009
19 posts
Touche, 6-year-old.
Me: Ian, finish another McNugget.
Ian: No.
Me: Come on, just one more. Four out of five!
Ian: No.
Me: That's how many dentists recommend Trident...
Ian: Good thing I'm not eating Trident, huh?
White Pass/Yukon Route →
(via pile)
I miss almost everything about this. I miss the tiny aisles of the train cars the least. I miss Skagway the most.
How to know where you live
If you don’t already:
If…
A) …you can sniff the air and say, “mm, tornado weather”
and
B) …you can sniff the air and say, “ugh, ice storm”
then
You live in the Midwest.
Congratulations. As your prize, you receive….an inch of ice over everything.
Moss is engaged to Saturday Night Live star Fred... →
Stephanie and I occasionally go down the wikipedia rabbit hole about our favorite TV shows, but I may be guiltier of this than she is. I went on the hunt for Man Men during last night’s SAG awards, a hunt that was made more intriguing by the sighting of Elisabeth Moss and Fred Armisen together.
I consider this the Ultimate Union of Underappreciated Characters.
NBD
Here is what I am doing right now:
Warming my feet by the fire
Watching Season 4 of Coupling UK
Watching Season 1 of Standoff
Watching No Reservations
Chillin with my dog
Here is what I am not doing:
Anything I don’t want to be doing
A neverending slope...
practicallyneutral:
Are derivatives really this fun in any language, or am I just that much of a nerd?
You are not a nerd, young grasshopper. You are the brother of the reigning Latin Derivatives champion of Junior Classical League. It’s the genes, bro.
Wikiwhat?
I know that Wikipedia is not an academically acceptable source. I know that Wikipedia is not trustworthy. I know that Wikipedia is just a compilation of information and hearsay, the likes of which could only be found in this day and age. And knowing is half the battle. The other half is stubbornly defending myself from the unbeatable urge to go down the rabbit hole Wikipedia seductively beckons me...
Equality
I’m not channel surfing through the Inauguration coverage today, having turned on NBC as soon as I woke up. (I can’t help it, I’ve got a thing for pretty much their entire lead team.) I noticed something significant, and have noticed it more and more in the days and weeks leading up to today’s historic event. So many members of the media and entertainment industry seem to...
Inventology 2.0
When the time came to make brunch (on a Saturday in January when the temperature is under 10 degrees, that time is 11 a.m., no earlier) Sles and I stumbled downstairs with the intention of feeding our cravings and warding off our residual headaches.
Vanilla pancakes and Eggs Benedict were the order of the day, but lo and behold, we’re missing…meat, English muffins, and lemon juice....
What is the Lifespan of an Empire? How thought provoking.
Pop music mystery solved by genuinely badass... →
Also the only time anyone will use the phrase “genuinely badass mathematician.”
Mike Burnette is the king of ecclesiastical vocabulary, some of it beyond basic comprehension, some of it relatively pedestrian for anyone who’s ever read C.S. Lewis.
But I think my favorite from today was salvific. It beat out eschatological in the end, only because I’m fairly certain that, rather than using it for its real definition, he was actually combo’ing salvation and...
tephie:
Paramore (Live)-Hallelujah
Fine,...
My iTunes is an Enabler.
Here are the sad songs I’ve been fixated on, in chronological order.
Stay with you by John Legend (September-Early October), Give me one reason by Tracy Chapman (September-Mid October) The pieces don’t fit anymore by James Morrison (September-Late October), Nothing Compares 2 U by Stereophonics (Mid October-Late October), Ain’t No Sunshine by Bill Withers (October-November),...
The peasants are rejoicing.
isgossipgirlnewtonight:
YES.
Tattoo.
Things I’ll tell my kids about one day: spending 4 months in the Yukon one summer in college, including dog sledding and seeing the sun coast over the mountains on Solstice and touching my lips to a disembodied toe.
And this, by Athabascan writer Mary Tallmountain:
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Companion to me in every place You stretch your hand: I see Majesties of mountains Crowned with living light. Your arms...