Category: Things

Sometimes the Stupid party and the Evil party work together, and they produce a law which is both stupid and evil.

My experiment dressing in colors other than grey has led to disaster: an entire load of laundry now looks like it’s been attacked by a photoshop filter. At least for the most part it’s an even shade of pink, I guess. And at least I now have plans for the weekend: buying new socks and underwear.

Serious eocnomic cost-benefit of Wal Mart

Bad poetry from Maxim editors and writers

Good poetry from birthday-boy Phillip Larkin.

Behold the power of a macro lens at the beach in Maine: kelp and slime.

Rejiggered the colors a bit. I’m sure you care deeply. It should still be legible in most browsers; I’m sure the colors are not what you’d call websafe, but they’re still shades of grey. I played with green for a bit but it was too bilious even for me.

Webheads note that when setting a background-image property on a div, there is no “size=100%.” In other words, you just have to use an image as large as you feasibly can, so it won’t end early even for people reading fullscreen on big monitors. Note to those of you who open my page more than fourteen hundred pixels wide: can I have your monitor?

I thought of editing the links list a little more but for now I’ll leave it as is. It’s always touchy. I try to just keep the ones I really do read a lot, because I can’t fit everyone I know in there and I don’t want to be rude about it. Still, it hurts to be excluded or delisted, even if it’s because your page doesn’t fit into the list of “comics” or “economics” or “worth reading.”

Are you a leg person, or a breast person, when it comes to chicken? Southerners, of course, know that the way to avoid saying words that sound dirty like that is to talk about a meat preference in terms of white or dark, or perhaps Darko, seeing as how the director’s cut is coming out. I think if chicken has a director’s cut, it probably comes cut from heirloom or rare varieties of birds like the ones Would You Like A Cup of Tea? is trying to raise in Detroit.

I am tempted to mail her some chickens, just because it seems so delightful to get chickens in the mail. I want some of my own, but the cats would eat them and besides I can’t imagine that Somerville zoning allows livestock. Apparently there’s plenty of farming space in the burned-out husk of Motor City.

I generally hate those little quizzes. but this one describes me so well:

You are an SEDL–Sober Emotional Destructive Leader. This makes you a dictator. You prefer to control situations, and lack of control makes you physically sick. You feel have responsibility for everyone’s welfare, and that you will be blamed when things go wrong. Things do go wrong, and you take it harder than you should.

You rely on the validation and support of others, but you have a secret distrust for people and distaste for their habits and weaknesses that make you keep your distance from them. This makes you very difficult to be with romantically. Still, a level-headed peacemaker can keep you balanced.

Despite your fierce temper and general hot-bloodedness, you have a soft spot for animals and a surprising passion for the arts. Sometimes you would almost rather live by your wits in the wilderness somewhere, if you could bring your books and your sketchbook.

You also have a strange, undeniable sexiness to you. You may go insane.

Family Guy revived, not just on Comedy Central, but on Fox.

Study finds Americans don’t read. Well, forgive me for saying so, but duh.

It’s probably illegal, but it’s SO FUNNY:

For more, with more crudity, click here. Reload for yet more.

I got hold of a galley of the Vice Magazine compendium of all their Fashion Dos and Don’ts. Funny funny funny, especially assuming the final version has better print quality.

I think that I live in a reality which is totally distinct from that of Bill O’Reilly. Primary distinctions include his conviction that black is white and night is day, but there are other, more subtle disagreements as well.