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It has long been known in the scientific world that frogs are the harbingers of doom. I watched a frogumentary the other night on Hulu, where one group of scientists were taking some of the remaining amphibians from one area and—by helicopter—relocating them in hopes that they’d propagate in the new area. That’s one hell of an expensive . . . → Read More: Estrogen I’m not normally one to complain about other people’s loud music. I like my music loud too, and some tunes are simply meant to be played at ear-splitting volumes: Ozzy, Jane’s, Metallica, … Chris Isaac. I do, however, hold a certain angry, intense contempt in my heart for static: and on that note, a stereo went off the . . . → Read More: Taser Laser
A basic guitar. The first time we crossed paths the Euros seemed perfectly normal. The dude, a skinny, shaved-headed individual tugging on a cigarette, and the girl, sitting there quietly on her towel, both feigned interest in our dogs—asking the typical ‘what kind?’ ‘how old?’ and ‘what’s her name?’ Perfectly normal. On the way back . . . → Read More: The Guitar Dude Perhaps you’ll all be absurdly pleased to know that everything is working again. It seems I had a poorly written permalink code in my WP admin. Yep. That’s why I asked for help from the people who know about those things, because finding that code and fixing it myself would have been the equivalent of extracting bone . . . → Read More: The Return of Gaia As I exited Blenders on State Street the other day, I heard a commotion just up the street. I looked up to hear honking and several people running around a few cars. I couldn’t quite make out the details. I got on my bike, balanced with my smoothie, and began my ride down State. Upon . . . → Read More: G-strings and Sorority Girls |
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