So the Bitchlog is dead. But fear not, friends: Jane For Short has taken its place, still by Jen, only now apparently she goes by Jane. She’s still Jen to me, and we had a lot of fun this weekend on her way from Vermont to Seattle… mostly eating and drinking, but that’s okay.
I respect them for the sheer climbing skill required to perform this commentary:
(this takes a while to load, but it’s worth it.)
And why wouldn’t you just do this in Photoshop?
The track list from my recent ‘9th Grade Metal’ mix CD:
Metallica – Battery
Carcass – Heartwork
Slayer – Seasons in the Abyss
Pantera – By Demons Be Driven
Tool – Undertow
Metallica – Ride the Lightning
Pantera – No Good (Attack The Radical)
Megadeth – My Last Words
Carcass – Embodiment
Morbid Angel – God of Emptiness
Megadeth – Hangar 18
Pantera – Mouth For War
Megadeth – Tornado of Souls
Pantera – Rise
Aw. Yeah. If I had more time, I’d draw an ASCII skull here. On fire. On a stick.
What a great idea. Take amateur porn photography and focus on what’s in the background, because what’s in the foreground is worse (click on ‘obscene interiors’). Don’t worry, the actual nude people in the pictures are traced and covered over, so you can view it at work and not vomit, etc. Complete with comments on the items in the picture.
After reading ‘On The Road’ not-entirely-too-many-times-but-enough-to-know-I-will-read-it-too-many-times-before-I-die, I’ve found myself actually interested in roads/highways… where they go, what personality they have outside of metropolitan areas and who’s been there before me.. things like that. Now, Tim has had some intersting road-related links up recently, and I found that there is in fact a term ‘Road Geek.’ I wouldn’t say I’m particularly there yet, but I certainly am interested in how interstates get their numbered names… So as soon as I have some time, I’ll look into it and post the results.
I must say that the golf course across the street from me is gorgeous when it’s partially snow-covered, with green grass showing through. Fall in Denver really is a wonderful time and we’ve been lucky this year to have an extended ‘autumn’ time (defined for me by trees that are other colors than green but before their leaves fall) due to (I think) unseasonably warm temperatures. I swear that last year I was out of town for a week in early October and when I came back, I found I missed the entire thing.
“When a rough night leads to a rough morning…”
Why didn’t someone do this before? It is an essentially untouched niche market. I’ve always used Vitamin B12 and that works well.
I know it’s too early to have a year retrospective, but as of tomorrow, all of the media, toys, and whatnot that I have been craving start to flood into my life. Actually, tonight kind of feels like the day before a birthday, or Christmas. I can’t sleep. It’s just incredibly weird to know that in the next two months, everything I have been looking forward to for the past *year* is being released. Want insight into my horrible, horrible id? They’re not suprising to those who know me, but these things will rule my life:
Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater 3 (for PS2)
Monsters, Inc.
Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone
Nintendo Gamecube
Rogue Leader (for aforementioned Gamecube)
Super Smash Bros. Melee (for Gamecube)
Lord of the Rings
the Royal Tennenbaums
All of those things have an insane amount of hype to live up to, and while I look forward to having a good time with them all, I never want to have a year like this again. It’s been unhealthy to live out the Fight Club quote: the things you own end up owning you.
Oh well. I’m going to be off playing Tony Hawk 3 (online!) and Grand Theft Auto 3 for the next couple of weeks. Fun knowing everyone. Go see “The Man Who Wasn’t There.” It’s awesome.
While at everyone’s favorite interactive agency and after-hours Quake facility tonight, my car got broken into. More to the point, my window got broken and the detachable face of my stereo got stolen. Not the entire thing, but just the face. And also some CD jewel cases that contained zero CDs. They happened to miss the cash on the passenger seat and the entire Case Logic CD caddy positively full of CDs right below that. Smart fuckers, these car stereo theives. It’s happened before, in my high-school era 1985 Corolla, so I’m not that shocked/apalled/stricken with grief as most people are the first time they get violated in such a mildly inconvenient way. This is when having a used-car sales manager for a major Denver-area Toyota dealer for a father-in-law proves to be an advantage. Well, this and the fact that we pay cost for near-new cars. But that’s another story.
