March 2009

twitpic.com/2nors - Boy, Photoshop's advertising is really going downhill.

Outside, I could stand at any given point and have at least two dozen cigarette butts in my line of sight.

If the Save The Children sidewalk clipboard guy dies of anything other than strangulation by his own entrails, determinism is a lie.

Online article pagination makes baby Jesus cry.

Tired of everything being a fucking catastrophe. Somebody invent a time machine already; let's get some perspective happening.

Dreamt I shaved the beard off in my sleep in observance of a fictional Jewish holiday.

Three months later, the first beer I bring into this apartment is [drum roll]... Red Stripe.

#lyt #santamaria gets my vote. Thanks to both competitors for a really great match!

Loving today's Layer Tennis match between @jasonsantamaria and @fraying, and it's not even at the halfway mark yet.

I hate to do the "kids these days" thing, but I KNOW we weren’t this stupid in high school.

Who can devise the most poetic punishment for the inventor of this type of packaging? No holds barred. twitpic.com/2gm4r

Instead of crazy horror movie stuff, my worst dreams describe painfully feasible personal possibilities that never even occurred to me.

Sad that the seven-foot-tall guy who obstructed my view of John Vanderslice will do the same for John Darnielle.

Announcing the official 2009 return of Windhammer. Boston: May 27. Philadelphia: May 30. usairguitar.com/tickets

Rest and relaxation is one thing, but sometimes sleep just seems like such a waste of time.

Thanks all for the iPhone speaker/dock suggestions. The best value seems to be the Klipsch iGroove SXT iPod Sound System: amazon.com/Klipsch-iGroove-SX…

Seeking recommendations for decent, affordable iPhone speakers/dock primarily for listening to podcasts in the kitchen.

My extra Mountain Goats ticket has been sold. Here's hoping @iamrumz puts out on the first date.

Bostonians: I have an extra ticket for tomorrow night's Mountain Goats show. If you have $25 and can handle sitting next to me, it's yours.

This morning, an intermediary received a PDF by e-mail, printed and faxed it to the 3rd party, who then reproduced it in clay with a stylus.

Obama has been president for two months now and my shoes still don't tie themselves? I was promised a new day.

After post-SXSW expired food purge, my refrigerator is a giant metal sad face.

Pro: Inspiration. Con: Withdrawal.

Home is where my stuff is.

Fourth in line for delayed flight arrangements. Twelve minutes per customer. Whiny folk singer performing nearby. Is Philip Zimbardo here?

Austin is receding through the rear window of a cab. Five days ago seems like five years ago.

Anyone at the Hampton want to share a cab to the airport around 11:00?

The Horseman was good, but it mostly just made me appreciate Park Chan Wook that much more.

It turns out that dramatic readings of chocolate bar wrappers is very amusing.

Funny how traditional media is going digital in LIFO order: music, film, print. And none will accept that fundamental changes are necessary.

Great conversation over a long lunch with my new best friend @Figure1.

Money money money money. Money.

Diction, people. C'mon. #sxsw

My iPhone is sticky. Infer what you will.

The Blue Flavor party is less dense than expected. Good people, good times.

Boozing with the Brits, ready to find some food.

Having a duel of the minds with @tamashii, or, if you prefer, a game of chess.

At @santheo and @sarahweisz's discussion about their amazing puzzle hunts, hoping to one day have even a fraction of their creativity.

Collapsing after sweating through every garment on my body thanks to an occasionally questionable but mostly great 80s set at Elysium.

Absorbing some stories at Fray Café.

Days since I last cried in a movie theater: 0.

Heading to the Paramount to see Sin Nombre.

Liking Penguin's approach to their New Think for Old Publishers panel: they describe their problems and the audience offers solutions.

Michael Pollan's ears are on fire.

The Objectified panel is a testament to the comprehensiveness of the film by being mostly redundant.

Listening to some smart smartness from Nate Silver, who is one year younger than me and about fifty times more advanced.

Waiting to Journey to the Center of Design.

Cogaoke!

In line at the Paramount with @jasonsantamaria, waiting to see Objectified.

Waiting with @jmspool for Jeffrey Tambor's acting workshop to begin.

Just laughed out loud at the discovery of a 14-day Zune pass in the SXSW film swag bag.

Heading over to the convention center for some meandering before @jasonsantamaria's Not the Same Old Story panel.

Drinking Paul Rudd's beer.

Limited edition letterpress #Cogaoke poster presale in the Hampton lounge at 5:00. Proceeds could help feed any children I may have.

Talking excitedly with @shauninman about what could be.

Dumped 16 fluid ounces of smoothie on the plane floor, because I'm good at making friends.

Layover in Houston, en route to Austin from Boston, travelling via the [syllable]st[vowel]n corridor.

Most comic book movies that make a point of being slavishly devout to their source material either fail or are working from pages that are inherently more cinematic and less intellectually dense than Watchmen is. To shoehorn Watchmen into a decent feature film would require significant restructuring, and unfortunately, this film misses the forest for the trees, offering tediously superficial reproductions of panels that were designed to be printed on paper, not celluloid. If Zack… See more →

It's a comedy of errors tonight, the T and me.

Mourning craftsmanship.

That the Peanut Butter Sandwich is the Cousin Oliver to the Girl Scout Cookies' Brady Bunch hasn't stopped me from eating half a box today.

The great thing about mobile phones is that the ringer doesn't need to be heard from another room.

Making my SXSW schedule. Just when I thought Silicon Valley's vernacular had reached its nadir, 2009 digs a little deeper with "Whuffie."

Is there a way to assign a song to more than one album in iTunes? If not, there should be.

DST's lost hour isn't usually a problem, but I just sang the song to remember whether it's Almond Joy or Mounds that has the nuts, so, yeah.

Buddy Holly totally pops the mic every single time he says "paradise" in "Fool's Paradise." Did they not have pop screens back then?

This Monday's got a fierce case of the Mondays.

Got Watchmen out of the way.

For the first time in twelve years, I don't own a car. I'm glad to be rid of it, but I also feel kind of trapped.

Bolt Busing back to Boston after a day in Philly. I think the girl behind me started talking in the womb and hasn't stopped since.

Never heard me sing Journey's "Separate Ways (Worlds Apart)"? You have until the polls close on Sunday to make it happen: cogaoke.com/contestants/windh…

This morning's 2 mile, 35 minute drive summarily vaporized any doubts I may have had about selling my car tomorrow.

The Beatles: Rock Band details announced today! See rockband.com/news/the_beatles… and thebeatlesrockband.com.

62% of respondents prefer Breyers ice cream to Turkey Hill, which means only 38% of respondents are correct.

Ice cream poll: Breyers or Turkey Hill?

"Hey, guy, I don't know if anyone ever told you this, but I'm gonna tell you. You ever hear of ZZ Top?"

Ah. More snow. Cute.

"milking your repulsive shadow
smears summer's eternity of chocolate hair
into tongue fluff"
twitpic.com/1ryfh

The funk of forty thousand years and grizzly ghouls from every tomb are closing in to seal your doom.