The Queen recently had a birthday. This is what I gave her. As it seemed inconvenient to keep them in our bread drawer, I also built her a wormbin to keep them in. I went with the OSCR Jr. model. The irritatingly cryptic plans are in this PDF, with useful supplemental information here. Now, before I go on, let me
I went over to a friend's house the other day, where we ate a bunch of pizza and then played 120 minutes of Power Grid. I knew most of the players, but two of them were a rather prim couple I had never met before. After the game was over, I opened one of the pizza boxes and, discovering that
I was with a bar with a friend and, after a few beers, attempted to describe the Shepard Scale to her. It was difficult. Eventually I pretty much gave up and resorted to Lovecraft-like allusions. "It's like a color that shouldn't exist," I said. "Or an angle that doesn't add up." Here is is: The Shepard Scale. Note: ogg file;
My aunt was going through my late grandfather's effects, and found a carbon copy of a letter he sent to US NEWS AND WORLD REPORT a few months before he died. Perhaps it's best that he wasn't around to endure the iPhone hype. More on Grandpa's epistles here.
Critics are raving over Bratz!"Not that I was expecting much out of a movie based on a line of dolls, but ..." -- Richard Roeper, EBERT & ROEPER "OMG! This movie is SO BAD! I can't believe I just spent an hour and a half of my life, like, watching it, when I could have been totally trying on hairbands!"
Supermarket sushi is just a scam to get you to buy supermarket Maalox. The Wonderbra has brought more joy to my life than any other modern invention. Interview tips: Make or three or four oblique references to your pathological enthusiasm for Cookie Crisp cereal. About six minutes into the interview cut the interviewer off mid-sentence with "look, if you're not
I like taco salad because you get to eat tacos and say you ate salad.