"Bedroom Talk", by The Starting Line
I'm gonna tear your ass up like we just got married
And you're all mine now
Tonight is the night we've been waiting for all our lives
Or maybe for just tonight
Marvin Gaye it ain't.
Low genius, small beer and educated nonsense.
"Bedroom Talk", by The Starting Line
I'm gonna tear your ass up like we just got married
And you're all mine now
Tonight is the night we've been waiting for all our lives
Or maybe for just tonight
Ride of the Valkyries - nice.
The following is part of an ad for a new whiskey called "The Knot". Let's play "Which One of These Things Is Not Like The Other":

Do you ever...
I'm closing in on 30...
I've grown a beard...
My hairline is a little further north than I remember...
I've been having this nagging problem with my right shoulder...

So I'm growing a beard and I'm getting the (expected) ribbing at work. For the most part it doesn't bother me. Ask me what the heck is on by face or if I forgot my razor and I'm ok. Ask me if I've got some tree moss, or if I need to get a cat (don't ask-I still don't get that one myself) and it rolls right off my back.
If all congressional hearings were this interesting, I'd watch CSpan more often!
A few months ago, I read a book called The Omnivore's Dilemma and I've since gotten very interested in the local food movement. Family farmers, often organic, local foods.

From FOXNews.com:
A spacewalking astronaut accidentally let go of her tool bag Tuesday after a grease gun inside it exploded, and helplessly watched as the tote and everything inside floated away.

Or, perhaps more appropriately "Thawts on Bawston":
A multinational advertising company conducted a 'team-building' offsite with executives from regional subsidiaries around the globe. However, upon arriving at the designated hotel in Ontario several female Japanese employees discovered that they were scheduled to share rooms with male German representatives.
Apparently the planners, who (surprise!) were American mistakenly thought that names like "Jens" and "Tibor" were women's names.
Tibor?
I mean, seriously, Tibor?
Well. So I was a Barack supporter and I'm happy that he won.
Cognitive dissonance (psych): an uncomfortable feeling caused by holding two contradictory ideas simultaneously, for example: when you're listening to NPR and Metallica's Master of Puppets starts playing.
Check out this article from the New York Times. Apparently now that the global economy is melting down, a six-figure fashion spree like Palin's is considered...gauche.
Why, back in my day we didn't have all this 'gangs and guns' nonsense! We didn't have drive-by shootings; we had drive by masses!
Ok, so I had a doctor's appointment today (nothing major; annual checkup). And as I'm on the road, I mentally put together a blog post about whether a waiting room with decent magazines (such as National Geographic, The Economist and Atlantic Monthly) existed.