One More Supposedly Fun Thing He’ll Never Do Again

David Foster Wallace was found dead on Friday. Suicide.

Even in his humorous pieces he seemed to radiate unhappiness and anger. It gave him an edge that appealed to a lot of people. But I tried to read “Brief Interviews With Hideous Men” and thought it an excruciating invitation to share in DFW’s self-loathing.

Do One Thing, Do It Well

My pal Joel B tipped me off about Has The HLC Destroyed The Earth?, a site which tells you whether the world has ended yet. It’s not as useful as “Do I Need A Jacket?” (tells you whether it’s cold outside) or “Down For Everyone Or Just Me?” (tells you whether a missing website is your problem or someone else’s). But it does serve some kind of function.

I think it’s a crime in France

Calimocho, or jote, is a mixture of approximately equal amounts of red wine and Coca-Cola. Mixing a cheap, dry, tannic wine with Coke softens the harshness of the wine and balances out the sweetness of the soda. Of course, most cheap reds in the US are too sweet already, so it makes little to no sense to drink it in the US. Still, done properly, it’s actually quite good.

But, as I said, I think it’s a crime in France.

About Six Months From Donk Perfection

Spotted outside my office on a regular basis, this late-80s Chevy wagon is about six months from being a perfect donk. It’s got enormous wheels and a custom exhaust, and looking inside you can see that there’s an impressive stereo installed.

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Next up will be the addition of hydraulics and/or an enormous subwoofer, then replacing the upholstery and paint. But even now, the contrast between the unfashionably dowdy original car and the slick-as-hell chrome wheels draws stares. When I took these pictures, there were two other people also taking pictures.

No, I have no idea whose car this is and have never met them. But I’m really impressed with their style.