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Monthly Archives: February 2010
Olympic Fever and its Only Known Cure
And now for a little free association re: the Olympic Winter Games.
Several people have told me recently they just aren’t into the Olympics. They feel a little left out when others chat incessantly about Olympic Fever. But they shouldn’t feel bad. Because if there’s anything more American than getting worked into a frenzy over alpine skiing for a three-week period once every four years, it’s not getting worked into a frenzy over alpine skiing for a three-week period once every four years. You people are the sane ones among us. Six months from now we’ll be ashamed that we were once passionately debating if we could trust Bode Miller to not be a complete jerk, whether or not Lindsay Vonn should’ve posed for Sports Illustrated or just how stupid Apolo Anton Ohno’s soul patch really is AAAAAAAA I JUST WANT TO RIP OFF HIS SPEED SKATES AND USE THEM TO SHAVE OFF THAT STUPID STUPID SOUL PATCH FOR THE LOVE OF PETE OH IT JUST DRIVES ME INSANE and you’ll be sitting back laughing at us. But even if you don’t have Olympic Fever, you can read my analysis and get caught up on what you’ve been missing. Continue reading
Link Dump: Coolest Thing Ever
- Rockets + Crayons = Probably the coolest thing ever. I wish I’d thought of that for my 3rd grade science fair project.
- The US Mint is updating the reverse design of the penny. Talk about CHANGE you can believe in, amiright? But seriously though, the design looks like an iPhone app icon.
- If you aren’t following Barack Obama’s Facebook feed, you should be.
- This mini blind shirt actually works when you pull the drawstring.
- Since the theological debate on whether or not all dogs go to heaven is still up in the air, Christians would do well to buy post-Rapture pet care for Fido and Mittens. Wait, I meant to say “insane people would do well…”
- When I grow up, I hope to be able to write something half as good as this profile of Roger Ebert from Esquire. Specifically, I’d like to master writing narrative in present tense. You can also read Ebert’s “response” which is a great piece of writing in and of itself. (FYI, the photo is a little… startling. Cut the man some slack, he doesn’t have a jaw!)
Mail Call 3.0
Here’s a look at what’s been piling up in my mail box lately (Thanksgiving through yesterday). I’ve really cut back on my sending since the fall, so that means I’m receiving a lot less too. Feel free to send me a card to add to my collection. I’ll probably send you one back :-). (You can see previous Mail Calls here and here.) Continue reading
Velvet Hippies
It’s not uncommon for companies to send me promotional copies of Christian CDs or books in the hopes that we’ll give them some free publicity. But this morning’s arrival of MercyMe’s new single, The Generous Mr. Lovewell, kinda weirds me out. First of all, what’s “the media collective”? It sounds like a hippie version of Skynet. Non-standard, extra large typeface in business correspondence? That’s strike two. And finally, who gives their daughter a name like Velvet? Oh wait, that’s right: HIPPIES.
Link Dump: FREE SILENT BOB!
I still don’t understand Twitter’s apparent usefulness and/or value, but this Venn Diagram is helping. Sadly, this blog does not have a Twitter Feed, enabling me to keep up with its every move. BTW: For my money, Facebook is the much more effective tool in the stalker’s repertoire.- This Old Spice commercial is all kinds of brilliant. It works on several levels. Specifically, it makes men jealous that this good-looking, good-smelling man on a horse is talking to our woman, offering her diamonds and tickets, and asking her to compare us with him. Plus, he’s on a horse. Must. Buy. Old Spice.
- I need to add this bullet-proof polo shirt to my birthday list. I’ve always wanted to wear the same shirts as a ruthless Venezuelan dictator!
- What happened to Silent Bob is my secret fear. Stay strong, Brother. Stay strong. FREE SILENT BOB! FREE SILENT BOB! Actually, I just feel really sorry for the flight attendant who has to break the news.
- For those of you who think soap is too germy and it isn’t getting your hands clean enough.
- How has it taken Mankind this long to invent the ping pong table door?
- Mario’s online dating profile. The best part is that under for ethnicity, he put “plumber.” Oh, and he’s Catholic.
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Tagged link dump, old spice, silent bob, social media
Link Dump: Tom Selleck, Sandwich and Waterfalls Edition
I would rehash all the Super Bowl Commercials, but I’ll just let the pros do it. I will say, however, that I was very underwhelmed with the Tebow ad. Maybe that was their strategy… to build lots of buzz then be as bland as possible. And why did he tackle his mother? He’s not a linebacker. And I liked the eTrade ad, if only because they called out a promiscuous infant: “That milkaholic Lindsay.”
- The Full House house is on the market. Anyone got a spare $4.1 million sittin’ around? What ever happend to predictability? / The milk man, the paper boy, evening T.V / You miss your old familar friends / but waiting just around the bend…
- I don’t know what’s going on in this University of Alaska-Fairbanks promo clip, but I love it.
- The Internet at its purest: Tom Selleck. Sandwiches. Waterfalls.
- The Internet at its second purest: Nicholas Cage as everyone.
- I didn’t realize there was a grass roots movement to abolish ketchup packets. This is surprising, because I’m very active in the ketchup packet community.
Roses are Red, My Tires are Black
Roses are red
My tires are black
My front tire blew out
Stupid nail (maybe tack)
I turned on my hazards
I pulled over quick
The tire was ruined
My stomach was sick Continue reading
Link Dump: Hamm and Bublé Edition
- The Tim Tebow commercial thing is being blown way out of proportion. If CBS wants to take the money for the pro-life ad, let ‘em. If they want to take money for an opposing ad, let ‘em. If people get turned off by either ad, that’s fine too. That’s the beauty of capitalism and free speech. And football.
- JCMO just changed city ordinances to allow tattoo parlors in city limits. It’s only a matter of time before I start seeing Golden Girls and Goonies tattoo in person. Ha, I had totally forgotten about Popples. Score! (FYI, it’s mildly NSFW. Nothing too graphic, it’s just that you probably wouldn’t want it projected on the big screen at church.)
- I’m sorry J.D. Salinger is gone, but this article pretty well captures my impression of the mourners.
- Good news: Southwest is going to start offering WiFi!
- Building off of the air travel idea, we have probably the coolest idea ever: The Unclaimed Baggage Store. I know where my next used pairs of socks is coming from!
- I’m not a huge fan of Jon Hamm or Michael Bublé, but I liked this SNL riff. (I also enjoyed this older bit, Jon Hamm’s John Hams.) I’m a sucker for homophones.
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Tagged Jon Hamm, link dump, Michael Buble, Saturday Night Live, SNL






