Archive for April, 2010

So I’m watching Jonathan Ross on the BBC

Friday, April 30th, 2010

And he had Jeremy Clarkson and Gwyneth Paltrow and Robert Downey Jr. on, and that’s not what I want to type about. Nope.

I’m annoyed that an eHarmony.com ad made a big deal about intellect being one of 29 things that they match people up by. Seriously? Intellect and 28 other things? Um. Fuck eHarmony.com.

How about Intellect and then twenty-eight other, less important things. That may or… Continue reading | 1 Comment

Who knew.

Friday, April 30th, 2010

Apparently Microsoft™ thinks that humor is a core competency. Can I please have some sort of certificate now?

Hat tip to the incomparable @hodgman

Nova’s Mind Over Money

Wednesday, April 28th, 2010

Nova, the PBS show for kids, did a takedown on the ‘Chicago’ school of Economics (A.K.A. ‘Freshwater’ school). It was delicious. There were even interviews with all the Chicago big-wigs; they smugly defended their theories (which was predictable) while every other part of the show — both the science bits and the straight history bits — proved them wrong.

Priceless.

The whole thing is available online from PBS… Continue reading

Turns out that sunshine might help me out ‘where the sun don’t shine’

Wednesday, April 21st, 2010

Vitamin D, which I can get for free (along with a bitchin’ tan) from sunlight, might keep my butthole from killing me. My love of being contrary may add some years (amount of years yet to be determined) to my life… Continue reading

Yeah, Krugman again:

Tuesday, April 20th, 2010

To break through that, you need hard-hitting campaigns and simple slogans. And I have a sinking feeling that once again, the Obama team is going straight for the capillaries. Let’s hope they prove me wrong.

Maybe just go read it, but, still, “straight for the capillaries” is Nobel-worthy… Continue reading

Model railroading

Saturday, April 17th, 2010

I wonder if there are many model railroaders who have ended up really good at painting tiny graffiti… Continue reading

Gah.

Sunday, April 11th, 2010

Tiger just three-putted from five feet. Oh, well.

Then he eagles the next hole. This guy is killing me.

Not Phil, please not Phil. Doesn’t my booing count for anything?

C’mon, Phil, use the driver on 18. That club never lets you down.

Three wood? Pussy… Continue reading