April 2010
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I Have No Excuse
I have a bad habit with music… okay two bad habits with music; the first that I’ll illegally download (three bad habits) tons of music that invariably gets lost in the shuffle and I never really get around to giving it enough time; the other is that when there’s some kind of seminal band that everyone else has heard of/adored and I never got around to listening to, I’m to...
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Can't Tell Me Nothing (...by K. West)
It started with “nothing in particular”. I like that expression because it’s actually used in the complete opposite way than it would seem to indicate. We typically use it to mean “nothing specific”, when the words themselves seem to indicate “nothing specifically”. When you speak about Nothing In Particular, you should be talking about the vast spectrum...
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What I Learned at a Lovely Wedding in Florida
There we go: listen, not much happened in the way of smarts-learnin’. If you want to talk about the kind of larger, life-experience, “endurance of pain as a means of soulful self-analysis”, stuff-that-I-usually-cover type of learning, then you can buy me a beer and I’ll sing you a song. There’s ups and downs, and the chorus is the same as ten you’ve heard...
What I Learned While Actively Trying Not to...
…Uh, no. No that’s not it either. Little bit farther back.
What I Learned While Someone was Puking Next to Me...
Wait, that can’t be it…
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My pee smells funny
I ate a lot of asparagus last night, which I do from time to time because a) it’s delicious and b) it’s hilarious.
It’s a total mystery to me why people object to eating produce. Nearly every fruit or vegetable has some property or potential that makes it well worth eating. Come on, how could you not want to eat something that makes your pee smell funny?
And I’ve always...
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KBO
Today I learned that Winston “Fucking” Churchill was a huge fan of the expression ‘Keep Buggering On’, which he later shortened to KBO. He used it to the point of ending every telephone conversation with it, which is either a sign of neurosis or (looking it up) Being Fucking Awesome.
Churchill was like that; kind of a fat, blubbering sod who had seen too much and knew...
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O RLY!
Way back when I was living in Minnesota, I wrote this terrible series of sci-fi/comedy shorts with my writing partner lover ROOMMATE at the time. One of them was about the notion of fatalism, and it had one character explaining to the other character that magic died out (no, really) because it was ACTUALLY part of a larger arcane structure of understanding causality paradigms and logarithms which...
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What Diggy Learned in March
or the Shark vs. the Sheep
Oh, hi!
Alright, lemme explain what happened: …me and Andy had completely different reasons for starting this blog up. For me it’s that I sincerely love and enjoy the process of writing, and I wanted not only to get better at it, but to have more discipline and more faith in (capital p) Process. That’s why I liked the daily format, it would force me...
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What Andy Learned In March
It was not exactly a banner month for learning.
There were a few interesting items — the NASA movie posters, the Brigham Young University beard policy, some stuff about farts.
There was some stuff I liked, and some stuff I didn’t.
But, looking back at the few meaningful exercises in bluggery, it seemed like if February was about exploring the world around me, March involved a lot of...
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What I Learned About America While Being Seriously...
Okay, a couple of quick hits courtesy of Amanda, who really should have her own blog.
I learned why shower curtains billow and stick to you.
I learned that, well, in Amanda’s words, “mallard ducks will occasionally practice homosexual necrophilia.”
But, really, I can’t fucking think straight at all this week. You see, it’s tourist season here in DC, the time of...
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No Man is an Isle of Lemnos
Today I learned about Philoctetes, a Greek archer circa Heracles’ time. In fact, Philoctetes was kinda like besties with Heracles, and when it came time for Heracles to die, his buddy was the only one with the stones to light Heracles’ funeral pyre. I’m sure it was wicked sad, but he understood that no one else was gonna do it, so he offered to pull the trigger and was rewarded...
