December 2011
1 post
Santa's Police State Extends Surveillance Measures →
You probably all know about this.
So, a customer at the bookstore wants this special ordered. It’s, ostensibly, a book with a simple plush toy (the website makes sure to note that the default elf plushie that comes with the book is “light-skinned”). However, the context is rooted in the creepiest part of the Santa mythos: the toy watches your children and reports their...
I forgot this tumblr existed.
Here’s a couple of critiques my professor sent via email about my final:
“You need to simply your language — eliminate jardon.”
“Suggestions for future projects: Avoid” and there the email ends.
Haha, is he telling me to avoid future projects? Done! Thanks.
Anyway, I’m glad that that I have this tumblr cause the other one I remember having was all...
February 2009
1 post
McDonald's is nice.
cancel that order
Standing in line at restaurants has always made me - well, pensive, I guess is the word. You only have so long in the line, after all. If you’re just sitting at a table, you get all fucking day to decide. You can send the waiter away ten times just to get you drinks and still keep deciding. And, as long as you tip well, no harm done. Oh, no. No fucking way at Mickey...
December 2008
3 posts
This is certainly not the best way to contact people, considering I have only three followers. However, I would like to state that I am alive in middle-of-nowhere-New-Hampshire, and send this message to whatever civilization will have it.
Things, as they say, are good. Being 21 certainly makes this vacation easier.
Reading. So far, read:
The Man in the High Castle and Three Stigmata of Palmer...
Dumb thoughts BETWEEEN!
Because I’m taking a semester off from school, I constantly feel as though I need to be thinking intelligent thoughts, at all times, or at least think about the stupid thoughts that constantly go through my head.
As it is, I have a constant litany of songs, some bad and good, going through my head. I know everybody has that, but I mean my thoughts are 80% songs. It’s just infinitely...
From the Valley
As most of my friends know, due to not having a working tuner knob, the only station I get on my car radio is 92.9 the Eagle. This station is the last vestige of classic rock in Lincoln, Nebraska. The line-up of tunes is usually awful and, unlike the vastly superior now-deceased “95 ROCK!”, they frequently play songs, many terrible songs, twice or more a day. Now I know to those of you...