I’m growing back the mustache. I miss it. I’ll be posting a picture every couple days to track progress.
If you are lucky, they won’t be weirdly distorted Photo Booth pictures, but you never know.

My neighbors just painted their house orange. Also I just found out that he went to Haverford and she went to Bryn Mawr, and that they graduated in ’95. That makes four people from the Bi-Co on one small block: them, me, and Heather across the street, whose Spanish class I TA’ed (and whose roommate I dated). Weird.
I’m watching Spain vs. Tunisia on Univision right now, for Spanish practice. The announcers talk really fast and my Spanish is rusty, but I love that they get just as excited by Tunisia’s shots as by Spain’s.
Sunday was hot and long and noisy and full of wind noise. Every biker in the world seemed to be out. I saw kids in not enough armor on ridiculously overpowered sportbikes, a couple guys in sweaty head-to-toe racing leathers riding flashy Italian sportbikes, and any number of choppers, cruisers, and even a custom drag-racing bike with an extended swingarm and what looked like a nitrous system.
At a gas station in Nashua I asked another biker what was up, and he said “I’m hot, my ass hurts, my fingers are numb, and I’m loving every minute of it.”
All told, I put over 650 miles on the bike this weekend. It was hot, my legs and shoulders are sore, the backs of my thighs are chafed and tender, and I loved every minute of it.
I’m in Montreal, QC, today. Took the bike up yesterday, through Franconia Notch, stopping every sixty or hundred miles to stretch and try to keep my ass from falling asleep. Made excellent time: great weather, only a few short showers, and those kind of helped to clean the bugs off my face shield.
I’ve spent most of today nursing a hangover and cleaning up old sites at Top 10 Sources but I did manage to catch the last fifteen minutes of the Mexico/Angola match at a bar on Boul. St. Laurent. (Note to Luis: spoilers follow!)
It looked like Angola was pretty happy to hold Mexico to a draw– Mexico is a pretty strong team, and since it’s Angola’s first time at the cup, and since they lost to Portugal the first go-round, I guess expectations were pretty low. Underpromise and overdeliver, as the software kids say, and you’ll please your customers.
A lot of people complain that soccer is boring because it’s a low-scoring game. But really what it has is a lot of incredible saves, and that can make even a match with a final score of 0-0 a pretty exciting experience. As with any sport, it helps to know what the hell is going on while you watch it.
Also, Angola has a kick-ass flag.
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Really desperate to be tall? Really, really desperate to have a foreskin?
Apparently, some people are.
Some people thought the Dunkin’ Donuts “Doing things is what I like to do” ad was annoying because it depicted silly coffee-fueled enthusiasm and had a silly theme.
They will not like the new Folgers’ ad “Happy Mornings” either. You should watch it all the way to the end, for the tagline “Tolerate Mornings,” and the joyous choral repitition of the song’s chorus, “Wake up you sleepy head, you can sleep when you are dead!”
I’ve updated (for the first time in what seems like forever) my left-hand column. Those of you who read this page through aggregators may wish to visit the actual page, especially because there are now pictures, sort of: I have embedded my stylefeeder fashion thumbnails in the page. This feature will soon be available to the general public using Stylefeeder, so go sign up for an account and try it out.
In the spirit of the live-action Simpsons intro video, check out this live-action Katamari Damacy video, or this one, done in stop-motion clay animation.