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Thursday, September 8, 2011
Well. I guess it all started out the same as for anybody. You know. It’s just a little TV stand, no big deal, I can handle it. And this stuff really is versatile for small spaces, and very inexpensive. Pretty soon you’re putting up some of those simple metal shelf things for DVDs in the closet of the TV room. And they work great. So then you figure, why not put up some real shelves in the office? OK, so these are bigger and you have to take some measurements and you’re supposed to secure them to the wall in case of an earthquake, but it’s really not that complicated, lots of people do it, it’s not like that makes you a junkie or anything.
Then you wake up one morning and realize you just spent the entire weekend putting together a chest of drawers with eight frosted-glass fronted drawers on heavy duty roller slides that’s so heavy two people can barely move it and that’s when you realize that you are not in control of this thing, it is in control of you.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
I love the part, toward the end of these movies, when the characters who should be paralyzed with shock and catatonic with fear instead turn into a teen Bruce Willis or Laura Croft. Suddenly everybody's a wisecracking stunt driving sharpshooting ninja demolition expert. When the movie started they weren't even in the popular crowd.
This one entertains on two levels. The zombie effects are really good, no doubt about it. And the plot is so inane and the dialogue so lame, it quickly becomes an unintentional comedy. I love it when people who are being traumatized at every turn by something as impossible to grasp as a zombie apocalypse constantly reassure each other that everything is going to be OK. Says who? We counted five times, including my favorite "It'll be OK, I promise."
Thursday, April 14, 2011
I love how on the back of the Q-Tips box they have pictures of things that nobody ever uses Q-Tips for. Ever cleaned your computer keyboard with a Q-Tip? Me neither. Groomed your eyebrows with a Q-Tip? Nope. Jammed it in your ear and twisted it until your leg starts shaking like a puppy getting its belly scratched? Every damn day, my friend.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
And I understand the appeal, I really do. I was once an eleven year old boy myself, after all.
My question is, why only Cowboys? If it's OK for a fully grown adult to walk around dressed in what is essentially a costume, why aren't there more choices? What about Pirates? What about Astronauts?
The hats. Let's talk about hats. In terms of simple, practical funtionality in modern life, how would wearing this hat...
Be any different than wearing this hat?
Roger that, Houston. Here's another run at the same question. Why is it OK to approximate this look... But this look would be going too far?
These are my questions. I'm not really expecting answers.