Oh man. As much as I loved Amanda Congdon before yesterday, it’s worse now.
Month: August 2005
In which it becomes clear that all the nanny-fucking was just a hoax
The entertainment-news-obsessed public: not so bright.
Nurture my reindeer?
If you’re a fan of The Reverend Horton Heat, you’ll find this headline a little odd: Reverend Horton Heat to Issue Holiday Album
[via Pitchfork]
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Goddamn…I know it’s overpriced and poncey, but I frigging love the croissant from the Holt Renfrew cafe.
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Here’s what’s up:
- I’m starving
- I have a headache
- It’s raining like a sonofabitch out there. Thunder & lightning too.
- I have to go to a wedding today where I won’t know anyone (except my wife), and it’s way the hell out/up in Markham or some such. And I have to take half a day off to do it.
- Buuuuuuuuuuuuut…it’s the weekend! There’s already a plan for pie and movies, so really, how bad can things be?
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This might be the geekiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. I score pretty high on the nerd meter myself in this area, but it still took me a minute to figure out what it meant.

[via YesButNoButYes]
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It’s been almost a month since Canada officially legalized gay marriage. And guess what, kids? No fire. No brimstone. Nobody asking to marry goats. God didn’t spew down wrath on the sinners. The Catholic Church didn’t take their ball and go home.
Nobody cared. Even Ralph Klein shut up about it. Fred Phelps didn’t even visit, for chrissakes, he was too busy protesting at the funerals of dead soldiers.
Yawn. Non-issue. Go back to your drinks.
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Back in July I wrote that the London police were most likely justified in shooting Jean Charles de Menezes (though I questioned the need for so many shots), given the information we had at the time. Now it seems I spoke too soon; so much evidence contradicting early reports given by the police would suggest that there was little, if any, justification for shooting him:
- he wasn’t wearing a padded jacket
- he had no wires protruding from his clothing
- he didn’t jump the ticket barrier
- he probably only ran to catch his train, not to flee the plain clothes officers
- he was sitting down when he was shot
Music universals
If you have fifteen minutes and a pair of headphones, I suggest you make with the musical science: fill out the survey for the Music Universals Study over at MIT.
Dead dove. Do not eat.
We watched the first few episodes of Arrested Development a few nights ago. My god, it’s funny. I have no idea why we waited so long to watch it. I’ve switched the next two discs to ‘ASAP’ on my Zip list.